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Tell Me Sweet Little Lies Part 14

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Everyone does end up having to go home. Except him, obviously, and Steve, whose house Eddie has learned he's apparently going to be squatting in until they can figure out a way to clear his name.

Is it squatting if he's invited? Eh, whatever.

Nancy and Robin swing by to drop off the prescriptions they'd picked up for Eddie. Both of them linger, long enough that Eddie thinks they might just stay - kind of wants them to stay, torn between wanting to be alone with Steve and not wanting to be alone with Steve.

Robin hugs Steve really tight, and he folds her up in his arms and holds her close, just staying like that for a long, long few minutes, talking so quietly they can't be heard. Nancy takes both their hands and squeezes when they're done, and surprises Eddie by giving his hand a squeeze as well. Robin looks like she kind of wants to launch herself at Eddie and hug him, too, but she settles for ruffling his hair, and then grimacing when her hand comes away grimy.

He laughs at her, and they promise to check in tonight, then they both leave.

Mrs. Sinclair comes to pick up Lucas and Erica and Max, and Eddie stays out of sight with his heart hammering in his throat, but they don't venture beyond the front hallway. Eddie can't quite make out what she says as she picks them up, but her tone is low and worried, and there's an underlying note of a familiarity, a gratitude, as she speaks briefly to Steve.

Eddie wonders, again, how long they've all been doing this. How many times their parents have worried about them, how many times Steve has apparently brought them home safely, looking beat to hell.

Mrs. Henderson is much louder when she comes to collect Dustin, though she doesn't go into the living room either. He can hear her fussing over the bandages around Steve's neck, asking how bad it is, sounding only mildly reassured when he tells her that it wasn't as bad as Starcourt. She asks him to come stay with her and Dustin, and Eddie thinks he can hear something like longing in Steve's voice when he declines, promising to come to dinner next week instead.

Then it's just him and Steve.

Steve collapses on the recliner, tipping his head back. Eddie's eyes are drawn to the long line of his throat, the stretch of tendons and muscle broken up by white gauze.

His mouth goes dry.

"I've got a guest room ready for you upstairs," Steve says.

His throat works as he speaks, and it takes Eddie a moment to process it.

"Fuck," Eddie mumbles. "Stairs, really?"

Steve laughs softly, tipping his head back up. "Yeah. It's got an ensuite and the bed's decent, we can set you up a lot better in there."

Eddie swallows. He wants to ask why Steve's doing this for him, but he's a little bit afraid of the answer, so he just makes an exaggerated whine of complaint.

It works to make Steve chuckle again, at least, rolling his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, you'll be glad once you're in an actual bed. Look, I'll get you some food and your next dose of meds first, just hang tight for a bit."

Eddie grumbles unintelligibly, but honestly, Steve's probably right. He must doze off a little, because the next thing he knows, Steve is gently shaking him awake, helping him sit up, and giving him something.

"What's this?" he asks, blinking blearily down at the bowl Steve handed him. It kind of looks like chunky baby food, though it smells pretty good.

"Oh, uh, frozen shepherd's pie," Steve says. "Not a lot to work with right now, we'll have to see about a grocery run soon. But I figure it's probably at least better than snacks and hospital food."

Eddie shrugs. "Not exactly a picky eater over here," he says as he digs in.

It's warm, and tastes a hell of a lot better than it looks. Like meatloaf and mashed potatoes all mixed up together, all hearty and comforting.

"S'good," he mumbles around a full mouth, prompting Steve to make a face at him.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, gross," Steve bitches.

Eddie feels compelled to stick his tongue out at him, still with some mashed potato remnants stuck to it, and Steve rolls his eyes.

"You make this?" Eddie asks, once he's swallowed the rest of the potato.

"Yeah." Steve scratches the back of his neck, just above the bandage. "Sometimes I'll freeze up smaller portions if I make something big, so I have stuff to grab when I'm in a hurry. Or when I've got recuperating metal-heads in my living room."

Eddie huffs a little laugh. "That a common occurrence? And here I thought I was special," he teases.

"You're something," Steve returns, though the grin he gives him is wide and fond as he reaches for the prescription bag Robin'd dropped off, pulling out the pair of bottles within and reading them over. "You're not due for your antibiotics yet, but you can have the pain meds."

He opens the bottle up, then pauses, frowning down into it. "Did they give you the wrong prescription?"

Ah.

"No," Eddie says, feeling exhausted.

"But we have the same meds, and mine is like. Four times this amount, even though your injuries are way worse, infection aside," Steve says, looking back up at him with his brow furrowed.

"They said it's because I left against medical advice."

Steve snorts. "That's a load of crap."

Eddie sighs. "What do you want me to tell you, Steve? You know what my side job is. The whole town does. Every time I go to the ER for something, to them, I'm just drug seeking."

Steve looks stricken, and god, Eddie's not sure he can take any well meaning pity right now. He kind of wants the couch to just swallow him up.

There's just silence, though, and then Steve's jaw sets in determination. He gets up, leaving Eddie floundering a little and staring after him as he walks into the kitchen, returning with a bottle that looks almost identical to the one Eddie was given.

He sits back down, popping them both open, and promptly tips his bottle to start dumping his own pills into Eddie's.

"Whoa, hey, what the fuck!" Eddie struggles to get up without hurting himself or dropping his bowl, gives up, and tries his best to glare at Steve from his position on the couch under the blankets.

"You need them more," Steve says stubbornly. "It's not like I'm going to take them, anyway."

Fuck, that's worse than pity, and Eddie feels his blood boil.

"No, of course not." Eddie sneers. "Is His Majesty above such petty things like pain? Would he rather muscle through on sheer meathead determination than turn to drugs like the lower class?"

Steve goes very still. "Do you really think that?" he asks quietly.

Eddie opens his mouth to snap that he doesn't have to think it, that Steve just showed him it, but - he looks at the expression on Steve's face instead, how it's gone closed off but it isn't hard, isn't angry. It's just blank. Abruptly, Eddie feels wrong-footed, like he'd fallen back on old habits and responded as the guy everyone thinks he is, to the guy he used to think Steve was.

"No," he says, just as quietly. "I don't really think that."

Steve's frozen exterior melts a little, and he shakes a pair of pills out into his hand, holds them out for Eddie to take. Eddie does, swallows them dry, and shovels another spoon of shepherd's pie into his mouth to keep it occupied. Steve looks like he's thinking about something, and Eddie doesn't want to risk saying something to throw him off.

"It's not that I'm trying to muscle through," Steve says, apparently coming to a decision. "I was drugged last time we dealt with Upside Down shit, it was a whole thing." He waves his hand. "I was high as hell for some of what was going down, and it was. Not a great time."

Eddie tries to imagine fighting off the demobats while drugged out of his mind, and goes a little pale. "Fuck."

"Yeah," Steve says. "I can't really do anything stronger than alcohol or the occasional joint now."

"Fuck," Eddie says, softer and with more feeling. "Jesus Christ, I'm such an ass, why do you even like me?"

Steve opens his mouth, and Eddie flails, slapping his hand over Steve's mouth before he can say anything.

"Nope, nuh-uh, this is an apology, not a ploy to get you to say nice things about me," Eddie insists. "Okay?"

Steve's laughing at him, he can tell just by his eyes, but he waits until Steve nods before he pulls his hand away.

"That's not what I think of you," Eddie says again. "I got defensive and lashed out, and it wasn't fair. I'm sorry."

The laughter in Steve's eyes fades, and he looks - caught out, all surprised and vulnerable, and he's staring at Eddie with something like wonder.

It makes Eddie squirm, feeling both like he doesn't know what he did to get that look and like he never wants it to stop.

"Thank you. Apology accepted." Steve's quiet for a moment before adding, "I'm sorry, too. I could tell you were upset but you didn't want sympathy, so I just."

He shrugs, and Eddie's going to press him more about what he just, but first - "You could tell?"

"Yeah. Your face does this thing - you're usually so expressive, but you just kind of shut down, like you're resigned."

Oh. Fuck. He hadn't realized Steve noticed him like that, and he focuses really hard on the other thing he wanted to push about to avoid thinking about it too much. "So you just?"

Steve gives him a crooked little smile. "Jumped to fixing it. Robin says I have this thing, where if someone I care about is upset and I don't know what else to do, I try to fix it. But sometimes how I try to fix it and what they want are different things."

Eddie's mouth opens, and before he knows it he's said, "I'm okay with that."

Steve blinks at him. "Really?"

Eddie'd shrug, but he's not sure his shoulder - or his entire torso - is up for the motion right now, so he just tries to look as casual as possible while half huddled on the couch, in hospital scrubs. "Yeah. People don't try to fix things for me, not unless it's my uncle. Might be kind of nice."

"Oh." Steve's got this look on his face like he doesn't know what to do with that - maybe he hasn't gotten many people who let him try to fix things for them.

Which, fair enough. Under any other circumstances, Eddie'd probably be one of those, just - he doesn't think he's lying, even not touching the fact that Steve hadn't reacted to what he said. "I'm probably going to be a dick about it when I'm not recovering from being half dead, though," he adds, just to be safe.

Steve snorts. "You've met just about all of my friends, man, that's nothing new. Usually I do a decent job at figuring out when they're just being dicks and when I'm actually going too far, but they're good about telling me when I don't get it right. They do it when I'm being too much of a dick, too."

"I can do that," Eddie decides. "Tell you if you're going too far."

He probably shouldn't make decisions right after leaving the hospital against medical advice, but screw it, he's doing it anyway.

"Okay," Steve says after another moment of consideration, then narrows his eyes at him. "I'm still taking a rain check on telling you all the things I like about you. It's getting to be kind of a long list."

Eddie gapes at him. Fuck, he can feel his cheeks burning, and he really hopes he can blame it on the bite wounds or the pain meds.

Hopes Steve won't ask, because he knows that would be a lie.

"Go away," he says, curling over his bowl so he doesn't have to look at Steve. "Let me eat my luxury baby food in peace before I have to drag my ass up all those stairs."

Steve laughs at him again, but it isn't mean, and he does leave, heading upstairs to - Eddie doesn't really know what Steve Harrington does with his free time when he's not ripping apart demobats or complaining about babysitting, actually.

Huh.

He thinks he might like to find out.

He shovels the rest of his shepherd's pie down methodically, then sets the bowl down on the coffee table and eyes the stairs. Despite his earlier words, he's pretty sure there's no way he's going to make it up them on his own. He pulls in a breath and lets it out, then calls, "Hey, Steve?"

Steve emerges almost immediately, a couple of towels tossed over one shoulder and an armful of plastic bottles. "You done?" he asks, tromping down the stairs.

Eddie eyes him. "What's all that?"

"The hospital did a pretty good job at getting most of the Upside Down grime off of us, but I thought you might want to wash it out of your hair," Steve says.

And fuck, yeah, Eddie really, really wants to - it's not just Upside Down grime, honestly, what with the whole being on the run for a week thing, and it just feels gross. Still, Eddie grimaces.

"Not, uh. Not really sure I can stand up long enough," he admits. "Plus I'm not supposed to lift my arms that high yet."

Steve's ears turn just a little bit pink, and Eddie struggles to keep his expression neutral, not to let his eyebrows raise up or to lean in too hungrily.

"I can wash it for you," he offers. "The laundry room's got a pretty deep sink, and I can pull up a chair and have you lean back a little."

He looks so fucking earnest that it makes Eddie flounder a little, once again having to restrain himself from asking why. Why is Steve doing any of this? Is it just because this seems to be what he does, because he thinks of Eddie as part of their Upside Down fighting group now and is focused on taking care of a party member? Were the handful of stolen moments during all of the fuckery and in the hospital real, or is Eddie just fooling himself that this is something he could actually have?

"Yeah," he says before he even realizes he's agreeing, while his thoughts are still a tangled up mess. "Appreciate it, man."

Steve shoots a smile at him. "Gimme a sec, I'll be right back."

He disappears down the hall for a few minutes, then comes back to help Eddie up. It's slow going, with Steve taking most of Eddie's weight, but he knows it's not going to be near as rough as the stairs will be, so he tells himself it's a practice run.

There's a low backed chair pulled up in front of the sink when they get to the laundry room, a folded up towel already pillowed on the edge of it. Steve guides him to sit down and tilt his head back, neck cushioned by the towel and hair spilling into the sink.

And then -

Fuck, Steve is close.

He's been close before, obviously, he let Eddie get all up in his personal space when they were walking through the Upside Down and he leaned over Eddie's shoulder a few times to watch what he was doing, and Eddie's literally been leaning on him to walk since he got here, but - with all of that, there was something else going on, some kind of other purpose or at least a buttload of pain he was trying to ignore.

Sitting like this, Steve leaning over him as he fiddles with the knobs to get the water to a good temperature, he's just close. Eddie can feel the body heat coming off of him, and he can count every freckle and mole on Steve's forearms, where he'd pushed up the sleeves of his sweatshirt. He's not trying to look, but he can still see the scrawl of writing that disappears under the sleeve of his left arm, can just make out I don't think. He can hear the heavy beat of his own heart and the way his breath quickens, and he forces himself to breathe slow and even, trying not to draw attention to it.

Then Steve's fingers are in his hair, gently sweeping it all together as he starts rinsing it out.

"Shit, man, this might take awhile," he says apologetically. "The water's coming out as black as it did for mine, and I've got less hair."

Eddie hums noncommittally, afraid if he says anything he'll end up telling Steve that's fine by him, they can stay like this all night if he wants to. There's the sound of a shampoo bottle opening, and on his next breath in he's hit with the scent of something, he has no idea what, like a honeyed summer day, all sunshine and sweet and clean.

And then Steve's hands are on him again, fingertips rubbing small circles over his scalp, blunt nails scratching in just the right way to send shivering goosebumps down his spine.

He's not proud of the way it makes him fucking whimper, but mostly because the sound prompts Steve to freeze.

"That hurt?" Steve asks softly.

"No," Eddie manages to get out. "It, uh. Feels nice."

Nice is an understatement, but not a lie, so it's the best he's got right now. It makes Steve continue, at least, so Eddie's taking the fucking win.

His eyes slide shut, and he thinks he might drift off to sleep right there if it weren't for the fact that he really wants to cling to how fucking good this feels. God, he can't remember the last time he felt a physical sensation that wasn't pain or discomfort, and he tells himself that's the reason that this is making him react so strongly.

No one's ever done anything like this for him before. No one's ever wanted to, even before the murder accusations, and between the exhaustion settling over him and the pain meds kicking in and the euphoria of feeling good - Eddie's dangerously close to begging, here. To saying please, just, please can he keep having this, please can this mean something, can this be because Steve wants to and not because he feels obligated.

"You okay?" Steve asks quietly as he rinses Eddie's hair out, and starts lathering up for a second wash.

Eddie hopes it's just a general are you okay, in light of the whole everything, and not a specific hey you look like you're going through something right now. Doesn't actually matter, he guesses, because he still has to say something, and he doesn't know what to say that isn't a lie or isn't something that's too much.

"Haven't, uh. Haven't had anyone do this before," he admits, because that seems like the safest thing to acknowledge.

He thinks what he means by this was pretty obvious, but apparently not, because Steve gives a thoughtful little hum.

"Take care of you?" he asks, cradling Eddie's skull in his hands so delicately it makes him want to weep.

Or shove him off and run until he can't anymore, but that's not any better.

"Fuck, Steve, not holding back any punches here, huh?" he asks, his voice a little raspy.

"I mean. We almost got eaten by demobats together, and we're in kind of a bathroom. That's prime bonding time, for me."

Eddie'd shake his head, but he doesn't want to do anything to dislodge Steve's hands, so he settles for heaving a pointed sigh. "No, Steve, people haven't been lining up to take care of the freak. It's not like I need it, anyway."

Steve makes this little sound - Eddie's not sure he's even aware that he does it, really, but it's like the verbal equivalent to rolling his eyes. "Everyone needs it, sometimes. It's okay to want that, especially after all of this. This isn't the first time some of us have stayed together in the aftermath."

"Yeah? Who looks after you, then?" Eddie asks.

"Robin, usually, sometimes Dustin. Why, you volunteering?"

He can't see Steve's face, but he thinks that was probably meant to come out as teasing. It doesn't quite land there, though, a little too soft, a little too genuine, and it makes Eddie swallow.

"Maybe," he says, feeling his heart beat in his throat.

"Oh," Steve breathes out, his hands stilling for a moment.

Eddie fights not to open his eyes.

"Yeah, okay," Steve says, a little too carelessly, fingertips scratching back over his scalp again. "I look after you, you look after me."

That's not quite what Eddie meant, but he doesn't know how to say what he meant, so he just says, "You don't have to. Take care of me, I mean. Just because you think it's okay to want to be taken care of, you know, it doesn't have to be you."

He waits for Steve to point out that Eddie'd just said that no one else was lining up for the job, maybe make a joke about how it's him or nothing.

Instead, Steve says, "I know. I want to."

Fuck.

If this is the way Steve always is, Eddie can see why so many girls were into him in high school.

When he's reasonably sure his voice isn't going to shake, he says, "Thanks, man. For - all of this."

He's kind of worried Steve is going to tell him that he's doing it because he wants to again, but fortunately that seems to be enough talking about not quite emotions for both of them, because Steve just hums as he starts rinsing Eddie's hair again.

Eddie lets himself relax, sinking into the soft, floaty feeling that wants to pull him down, and just enjoying the feel of Steve's fingers in his hair, the edge of pain blurred and fuzzy from the meds, and finally, finally feeling like maybe he's safe.

It takes another round of lather and rinse for Steve to be satisfied with how clean his hair is, but Eddie sure as hell isn't protesting. Time kind of slips and wobbles, anyway, as he doesn't doze so much as just fucking melt into the chair and under Steve's hands, like all the tension from the last week plus is oozing out of him. He thinks Steve murmurs something about conditioner, but he honestly doesn't care, as long as he can keep sitting here like this.

Eventually, the water's shut off, and Steve's tilting his head up, draping his hair over a towel and gently scrunching it before wrapping it up.

"You awake?" Steve asks, voice a little sing-song like he's teasing.

"Depends on how you're measuring awake," Eddie mumbles back, not entirely sure he managed to get all those syllables out in the correct order.

Whatever he says, it makes Steve laugh softly. "Come on, Munson, up you go. Let's get you to bed."

Eddie's hindbrain immediately takes over, and the next thing he knows he's saying, "Fuck, yes please, finally."

Fortunately, Steve seems to take his eagerness as an eagerness to be in bed in general, and not in Steve's bed specifically, because he just says, "You gotta stand up for that."

Eddie whines, and Steve's hand on his elbow where he'd been tugging him to get up slips, and Eddie looks up at him, eyes wide.

Steve's staring back at him, and holy shit, Eddie might be high on pain meds and a boneless mess from what was basically a head massage, but he knows what desire looks like, knows Steve's eyes are probably a mirror of his own right now.

Then Steve's eyes are closing, and he visibly shakes himself like a fucking dog, before his hand finds its spot on Eddie's elbow again, nice and firm.

"Steve," Eddie murmurs, even though he knows he's missed his moment to speak, because Steve is already guiding him up and wrapping his arm around him to help him walk.

"Not too far, Eds, I promise," Steve says. "We'll be there before you know it."

"Steve," Eddie says again, and this time Steve pauses, swallowing once before he looks at him.

Steve's arm is still around him, and he's so close they're practically breathing the same air - so close he can see the flecks of hazel in Steve's eyes, see the way his lashes brush against his cheek, and Eddie -

He doesn't want to do it like this. Eddie knows he's pretty far gone right now, a little floaty and a little loopy, and he's honestly not sure what words he can even get out of his mouth, let alone if he's going to remember this tomorrow.

"This is gonna have to be mostly you," he says, not letting himself think about how it could mean more than one thing. "I'm barely standing after that, let alone navigating stairs."

Steve laughs softly, steering him out of the laundry room and towards the stairs. "Long as you keep your feet on one side of the steps, you'll at least have one up on Henderson last time I had to help him up the stairs."

"No promises," Eddie replies, but that does make him look down at his own feet, trying to be careful and deliberate about how he places them as they slowly make their way upstairs.

With the meds, it doesn't hurt as much as it probably should. It mostly just takes so much goddamn effort, feels like walking through jello, and Eddie's not ashamed to admit he's breathing heavily by the time they make it to what must be the Harringtons' guest room.

It's… well. It's boring, honestly, minimally decorated, but the bed looks huge and insanely welcoming at the moment, all the blankets turned down and the pillows carefully arranged to resemble the way he'd found was the most comfortable at the hospital. The lamp on the nightstand is glowing softly, and there's a glass of water and Eddie's bottles of pills next to it.

Clean clothes are laid out on the bed - a pair of black boxers, black track pants with a white stripe down the leg, and a dark blue Henley.

Another lump forms in his throat, and he swallows past it as Steve points out the door to the bathroom.

"I'm just down the hall," Steve tells him.

Eddie manages to mumble out a thanks, and only stares at him a little as he walks out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

Honestly, Eddie's too fucking exhausted to sort out anything about anything right now, so he just shuffles his way over to the bed. He strips out of the hospital scrubs, leaves them in a pile right where they fall, and struggles into the clothes Steve's loaned him.

Like the stairs, it doesn't hurt, but he knows that doesn't mean he can risk overdoing it. He's careful, moving gingerly to pull the shirt on and sitting on the bed to step into the boxers and pants. Then he collapses back, tugging the covers over him. His head lolls to the side for a moment as he stares at the lamp.

If he's honest, his decision to leave it on is part that it feels like too much effort to turn it off, and part that he's not sure he wants to be alone in the dark right now.

Maybe in a bit, he thinks, but he's asleep before he can think anything else.

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Part 15

[writing-by-sunset-7]

That Night

“I'd sell my own bones for sapphire stones, 'cause blue is your favourite colour.”

Warnings: Mentions of eating, not eating, force feeding....? {If you really squint}.

Word count: 0.6k

Synopsis: Fem!reader finds Regulus alone in the Astronomy tower after he had slipped dinner. He had been avoiding her. She decides to confront him. (Hurt/Comfort and Fluff) (Use of y/n)

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I watched the silhoutte of a friend, just a friend, yes, hunched listlessly under the twinkling sky. Away from the world, I wondered what he was doing like I had wondered so many nights before... but tonight I desired answers. Why he would slip away after classes, not mingle after meals, to read and read and read and perfect spell after spell. I too shared his passion for spellwork but.. this desperation of his was the mystery he didn't want me to solve.

"Regulus." His breath heaved, as he stared off into the distance.

"Yes?"

"Why? Why any of this?"

"Why not?"

"Being coy with me won't get you anywhere boy. Be frank, what's bothering you?"

His gaze suddenly bored into mine, dark and dishevelled.

"Everything y/n. All of it." He paused.

"The war, my dark mark, my treacherous life and— and the love of my life who perhaps will never... you know. I just want outs.." His irises shimmered with liquid sorrow. I fell to my knees beside him. 

"Reg.. you can't just want out of your life. I know that I can't help you in most things till we graduate but tell me who you love. I'll help you, okay? Tell me what she's like, I'll help you court her." Even if it kills me, went unsaid. Even if I bloody love you. How cathartic.

"What's she like... I mean, she's.. quite like you." 

"A Slytherin?"

"Mhm.." 

Like a cheetah in the dark, I saw his lips curve into a gleeful smile. Something prideful, triumphant even.

"You know, she is the most amazing person in the world. Her smile, her eyes, her voice are the most beautiful thing in the world. Her laugh fillls me up with happiness. Oh, won't you help me make her say yes?" I bit my lip, my eyes crusted with unfallen tears but I cleared my constricted throat.

"Er, I can't promise it will be immediate, her affirmation, I mean."

"She'd say yes eventually no?"

"Yeah.. of course she will. She'll be very lucky to have such an intelligent gentleman as you.. caring, witty, ambitious. All she could ever want." I got out meekly, taking an unnoticeable step back.

In the absolute silence of the Astronomy tower, I heard him gulp and step closer to me, bringing his face close to mine. I watched his pupils dilate.

"You want to say something?"

"You don't realise do you...?" He chuckled darkly, making me swallow.

"What about you eh? Am I all you could ever want?"

I gasped softly.

"You.. you were talking about me?"

"Yes.." His hands reached down to graze my lips.

"But you just see me as a friend.. and yet, I hope every night like a fool that you feel the same way. This.. odd, formal distance, the line between a friend and lover which keeps us seperate is the last nail on the coffin. It suffocates me that I can't go to bed in your arms, am not considered as your family, can't take your last name and leave mine to die."

I watched the man on the brink of breaking, standing like a fallen angel beneath the heavens in front of me. My heart could not have wanted anything more than to kiss him. And so I did. Knocking the air out of his lungs, I enveloped his lips under mine and kissed him like I could drink nectar from behind his teeth and tongue. And once we pulled apart, vowing to never truly part again, I pecked his nose and whispered,

"The love of your life says yes to your proposition Mr. Black. Consider her last name yours, consider her heart yours and consider this her last warning that should you leave again without eating dinner, she would have to shove your dinner down your throat herself."

And the only sound to be heard henceforth was the rumbling of his deep laughter and the soft onset of a spring shower.

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That's it y'all! Hope you enjoyed my first fic on here. If you do happen to find any mistakes, please forgive it as English is not my first language :)

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this is a bonus drama that came with the riot cd !

ディア・ヴォーカリスト Riot エントリーNo.4 モモチ 特典CD ｢プライベート・ヴォーカリスト＠A・CHI・KO・CHI｣ 【アニメイト CD4巻購入特典】 [豊永利行]

Hmm? What? Do you want that? That necklace? Mm, it's cute! But I didn't realize you liked purple this much, it's a little surprising. Ah, is that so? Ehe, that makes me happy~ It makes me feel like you're really cheering for Veronica! Hey, hey, if that's the case, how about I buy it for you? Hehe, sure! Since it's a special occasion, I'll treat you to a present. But in exchange, make sure you wear it to the next concert. That's a promise, okay? Um, excuse me, I'd like to buy this. And since it's a present, could you wrap it for me?

Ahh, I'm tired. What was with that store we just went to? The clerk was so annoying. She kept sneaking glances at me. She obviously realized that I'm Momochi from Veronica. That's why I didn't want to go. Why did we even come to Diver City? So? Are you satisfied now? There's nowhere else you want to go, right? Yeah, there isn't. Ah, I'm glad. Then let's hurry up and go home.

[1:45] Tch, it's always crowded like this. This is why I hate Sundays - ! Seriously, I'm so tired. I want to be at home right now. I want to lay down. I want a cigarette. Hah? What is that? You don't think I'm going to follow you, do you? You're an idiot. Even when we reach Shibuya, we'll only be at the halfway point. We still have to transfer trains, and the platform is ridiculously far. Plus, it's Sunday, so the station will be super packed. Ah, I wish I could at least have a smoke. But I can't smoke unless I go out of the ticket gate. And if I go outside, it's cold. By the way, when twill they finish construction at Shibuya Station? It just gets more and more inconvenient every time they renovate it. It's unbelievable. Just thinking about it makes me want to give up. Ughhh, I should have stayed home. Because you're the one who insisted on going out for no reason. Honestly, what am I going to do with you? H-h-hold on a sec - sigh That was close! What the hell? Slamming on the brakes like that, couldn't the driver stop more smoothly? So careless. Ah, this is pissing me off. Maybe I should buy a car after all? Then I wouldn't have to take the train and deal with this. But driving is a hassle too…. By the way, how long are you going to keep leaning on me? You're heavy. Get away from me already.

[4:06] Ahh, I can't take anymore, I'm at my limit. Hey, get me something to drink. Bring it over quick. My throat is so dry. Hurry! Bring it here. W-wait. I smelled something weird just now. Come here for a second. Yeah, it's what I thought. You reek of cigarettes. What's going on? And it definitely doesn't smell like the cigarettes I smoke. It stinks! It really stinks. What is this? Huh? The train? You were right next to me the whole time, weren't you? Even if it was crowded, how could the smell of someone else rub off on you? Ah, I see. Because I told you to get away from me? Eh, so you were getting close to someone else to the point where I can smell it on you… You pretend to care about me, but you that's what you do behind my back? Don't mess with me! You really can't stop cheating, can you? The moment I let my guard down, this is what happens… I can't believe this. Take off those clothes immediately. That's why I told you to take them off! Take them off right now and wash them. sigh What's wrong with that outfit? There are so many buttons, I don't get it. Hah? It's your fault for wearing clothes that are so hard to take off. Ugh, it reeks. Even if you wash it, it's useless, the smell won't come out. And the buttons fell off, too. You're never going to wear it again anyways, right? So I'm going to throw it away.

Okay, hurry up and come over here next. Hah? Where? The shower. You smell like it too, so you need to wash it off, right? Or do you want to end up like those clothes? Then be quiet and come with me.

[7:00] Is that enough…? No, a bit more. Huh? Tsk, it's empty now. This body wash is expensive, but there's not much inside. Well, the smell seems to be gone, so this should be good. Okay, I'll rinse you off. Eh? It's cold? Shut up. This entire situation is because of you doing unnecessary things. I'm exhausted, and you keep making me do more stuff. Seriously, what's the matter with you? Here, dry off with this. You can do that much yourself, right? Eh? Oh, yeah, that's right. It might not be dry yet~ I used it this morning, after all. It can't be helped. I didn't expect things would turn out like this either. I even used my first day off in a long time to go with you, and all you do is make me feel bad. I'm really fed up.

Ah, I'm tired. I need to rest or I won't last until the next day off. My schedule is packed from tomorrow, too. By the way, didn't they mention something about starting early tomorrow, like a soundcheck or something? I really can't deal with this anymore…

[8:50] Sorry, I completely forgot that I have practice tomorrow morning! I feel bad, but could you please let everyone know I'll join you later? Yeah, start practicing without me. Uh, I think I'll be able to make it around noon, probably. By the way, the studio is the same one we used last time, right? In Shinjuku? OK, then I'll see you tomorrow. Bye-bye!

Huh? Were you there the whole time? Did you dry yourself off? And your hair? Oh, I see. By the way, how long do you plan to stand there? If you're going to come in, come in. If you're going to go out, then go out. Make up your mind. The door being open is making it cold, you know.

Did you say something? I can't hear you at all. I guess apologizing means you've reflected on your actions a little. Hmm. Hey, come over here. Sit down. Mm, you smell good~ If it's like this, I won't have to kick you out.

[10:35] Oh, by the way, how about trying on the necklace I bought earlier? Since you're finally clean. So, where is it? Inside the bag? Um… found it, found it. Heh, but what is this wrapping? It's seriously tacky. It doesn't make any sense, it's hard to open too. Here, I'll put it on you. Hold your hands out in front of you. I said your hands. Both hands! Put them out. Hurry up. Mhm, just like that. Don't move. Let me do it like this. Yeah, hehe, it looks good on you! Do you have any complaints? There's no rule that says a necklace has to be worn around your neck, right? Besides, I'm the one that bought it, so I can do whatever I want with it. When both of your hands are restrained like this, you can't do anything unnecessary, can you? If you move around carelessly, this thin chain will break easily. It's a present from me, so I won't forgive you if you break it. Wouldn't you be in trouble too? You promised to wear it to the concert, didn't you? You know what will happen if you break your promise to me, right? So just stay still and behave yourself. From now on, no matter what I do, you absolutely can't move. Understand? Hehe, good girl~ You almost ruined my day off. Naturally, you have to make it up to me. Until I'm satisfied. Oh, by the way, I can take it easy tomorrow morning, you don't have to worry about that. So, Make sure you satisfy me completely, okay?

**achikochi means 'here and there'

[ladylooch]

https://www.tumblr.com/ladylooch/767641187607805952/i-am-never-going-to-recover-from-jake-middletons?source=share

1) Will you give us an idea of David talking about his newborn son on a podcast?

2) Also, promise me that David washes his hair. Why does Jake do the weirdest things every time?

This is soooooo hard for me to answer without giving things away! I'll keep in as general as I can... As for the hair, don't even get me started. What the heck was that????? 🤣 Jake is so unique, you can't even make this shit up.

"Welcome back to the pod, David."

"Thanks for having me back. Guess your ratings didn't go down last time eh?"

"No, the people love you man. Hey should we be calling you Daddy David now?" The podcast host quips. David chuckles, taking a sip of his water. "Do you like that?"

"I don't know, you seem to tho?"

"Your wife probably does." David's head knocks back and laughs.

"Yeah she does."

"You have a good summer, buddy? We haven't caught up with you yet this year. Tell us about it."

"Great summer." He nods. "It was different, a lot of things changed for us in July when our son was born, but in the best way. We have been chasing sleep ever since."

"You grew up getting up early on the farm though so was it still a hard shift for you?"

"Yeah." David nods his head, eyes wide. "Like I grew up waking up early and I'm a morning person for the most part, but it's hard when you have to get up so much throughout the night. Ya know? You bring 'em home and they're on that every three hour schedule for the night with changing and feedings, but it's not really three hours. By the time you're done with everything it's like two hours. Then he's sleeping away. I'm wide awake staring at the ceiling, trying to hear if he's breathing or not." David smiles. "It's not as scary now that he's going on month four."

"Yeah, the newborn stage is rough. I remember that with my kids. Like just being so afraid they were suddenly not breathing or like, being so tired you blank on how to change a diaper."

"Yeah. There were definitely some nights there where my wife was like 'are you awake?' and I honestly couldn't say yes or no back to her." The three men laugh.

"But mom and baby are good?"

"Yeah, they're great. My wife is a trooper. I'm so proud of her. Things did not go according to plan, but we rolled with it and he's here, healthy and perfect."

"That's great. We saw you the other day with him at the glass during warm ups. Obviously, you did that with your nieces before but what is it like with your kid now?"

"Oh man..." David grins, trailing off to think of the words. "I can't really describe it. Just so cool that he is here with us now and gets to sit in the stands and watch me.

"Will it change your style at all? Like we won't see as many fighting majors for you?"

"No... well, I don't know." David laughs. "I try to stay out of the box, but if I need to step into that role, I'm not afraid of it. He's too young to understand that right now, but if we have to talk through that when he is older, I'm fine with that. My wife probably feels differently about that though."

"He is a future enforcer maybe?"

"I think mom would hate that." David snorts.

"He can't be an enforcer when his grandpa is Nico Hischier."

"Nico could throw a few punches around." David defends. "I hope he wants to play, but I can't say I would want him to step into an enforcer role."

"What would be worse, enforcer or a goalie?"

"Oh a goalie for sure. That would be really hard to watch." David shakes his head.

"But whatever he wants it good with me."

[shinagawa-division]

ARB Birthday Special: Sumire Shinomiya

~~ November 6th ~~

“Your pretty empire took so long to build, now, with a snap of history’s fingers, down it goes.”

Login Lines:

“Wha-? Eh? Oh, what the hell, did I fall asleep? Shit, I didn’t think I was that tired. Hah, I need to get back on my schedule, I’ve let Malphas convince me to sleep in more way too many times. So? What do you want?”

“Oh…it’s that time again, fucking yippee-no, no, I need to be positive, I promised Aiko that I would genuinely try to enjoy my birthday this year. Thanks for the gift.”

Voice Lines:

“I don’t get what the big deal is about, so I’m 21 now, am I supposed to be happy? I’ve been doing the same adult shit I’ve always been doing when I was younger and I’m still gonna continue to do it now that I’m actually “of age”.

“If there’s one thing I’m looking forward to, it’s always whatever the Den has planned for my birthday. They get so excited around this time of year and they’re so…loving towards me even though I haven’t done anything to deserve it. Still, who am I to ruin their fun? Nothing makes me happier than to see my family happy and enjoying themselves.”

“Speaking of, I should pay a visit to Yosuke, it’s been a while and I’m starting to run low on Zenith, the nightmares are starting to come back.”

“A-AHHHHH!!! I GOTTA GET READY! Why am I freaking out?! Jiro’s taking me on a fucking date! That’s why I’m freaking out! Hnngh, I can’t mess this up, do I dress cute? But it’s fucking cold outside, what if we go to the park or something?! But I don’t want to over bundle, he’d think that I’m not interested! Ughhh-“

“Aiko and Seizou wished me a happy birthday earlier, Aiko is as excitable as always, it’s always a pleasure seeing her so happy and not only that but Seizou seemed to be a tad bit livelier, he even gave me a present. Hard to believe that this is his first time celebrating my birthday…well, first time celebrating a birthday in general, he seems to be in the spirit, I’m proud of him.”

“Heyyyy Ritsuko, weird seeing you out of your lab, I’d say you were out and smelling the roses but you don’t strike me as a flower kind of woman. Haha, I’m joking I’m joking, hm, thanks for the mini lesson, I’ll keep that in mind next time when I suffer from deadlines. Oh, thanks, I keep forgetting about that, no, it’s fine, I don’t necessarily hate it, I just…don’t care for it. Ha, I knew you’d understand. Aww, thanks Teach! Now I’m curious about what you got me…”

“Oh sweet! You actually did it! This? Well, I’m afraid it’s another stop secret project of mine~ Hehehe, well, I couldn’t take all the credit but what’s done is done and now I can finally fucking breathe again, I’m sure Miho will bounce back from that, she’s already been diving into her work as usual, besides this is actually for her, I made one comment and Aiko’s really been taking her “matchmaking business” seriously, I tried to get her to tell me what she needed this for but she’s tight lipped, but thanks again.”

“Oh, hey Miho, how’s it going? You seemed to be in good spirits? Ohh, work stuff, of course, well it’s good to see you out and about, not to bring up any unwanted memories but I was worried that you wouldn’t leave your room. Pffft! Haha, yeah, I guess you're right, you get what you give! Oh sweet, what is it?"

"Oh cool! These are really cute, thanks Miho! Look, I'm not a huge fashion buff but as long as it's creepy yet cute and in black and purple, I'll wear it. Thanks again, oh, you're heading out? Ah, well good luck, thanks again for the gift!"

"Malicious! Feels like I haven't seen you in forever! Seems like you're going out more everyday, I missed you, my spider! Hm? No, I'm not mad, in fact, I'm glad you're getting out more, you used to be so antisocial and broody back then...well, you still kinda are. Hey! Don't throw my gift away! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Now give it here!"

"Aw, Mal, this is so nice! And so us, haha, black and purple all the way! Eh? There's more? Inside...oh! OH! Awww! This is so cute! Look at us, the whole family all together! Yeah, I had a lot of fun that day, this...this is really sweet, Mal. Thank you so much."

Ritsuko Lines:

“Hello Sumire, a good day to you. Yes, amusing, but even I like to clear my mind from time to time, nothing productive can be done if your mind is in every which way all at once, you’d be best to remember that. Anyways, I’ve came to wish you a happy birthday, I know you typically don’t care for things like this, not that I blame you, but as my most precious and important apprentice, it is my duty as your mentor to reward you for your hard work, as such, I have come with a present.”

“I’ll admit, I was caught off guard with your request, I was wondering what was going on in that dark little head of yours until I remembered the scandal that took the country by storm, don’t give me that, I know it was your doing and as much as I wished Miho didn’t take so much damage from it, I am certainly impressed with your work not to mention relieved that we won’t be seeing that insignificant worm anymore. Aiko, hm? Who only knows what she had planned, happy birthday, Sumire.”

Miho Lines:

“Happy Birthday, Sumire. Yes? Pray tell, why would I not be? Ah. Right. That. Well, that's old news, you know I don't like dwelling on past matters when there is always work to be done. Besides, I believe that man has bigger fish to fry what with that 'Dead Pool' still circulating about, but enough about that, I wanted to give you your present, here you go."

"I'm glad you like them, I made sure they were made with great quality. I absolutely refused to buy anything from that harlot now that she's starting her own fashion brand but that's neither here or there, I noticed that it was your style so I got it for you. Now if you excuse me, I have a meeting to get to, have a good day."

Bonus! Malphas Lines:

"Oof! Well, hey there to you too, c'mon Sumire, I wasn't gone for that long. Yeah, well, I'm finally starting to live life more as "Masuzō" than "Malphas", is that...wrong? Are you angry? Oh, good. Look, if you're gonna act like a brat then I might as well throw your birthday gift away, yeah, that's what I thought."

"I thought you'd like it. Can't go wrong with good ol' black and purple, the family colors. That's not all, it's a locket, open it, I put something inside. Neat, yeah? This was from when we all went on that picnic Aiko forced us to have, it...was a good day, I enjoyed it. Happy Birthday, Sumire."

[poke-entomology]

A Tentacool Story

Chap 11 is out now! You all wanted it (nobody asked for it) so I added a bunch of new characters! And not a single one has a name!

Chapter 11: Cool kid

-"Wow, a Tentacool!"

"Oh joy, a preschooler. Okay kid- let's get this over with… I'm not giving the fish back."

-"I've never caught a pokemon before!"

"Still haven't! I'm not in a pokeball."

-"I can tell, we're gonna be best friends! Hey, what's your name?"

"Jessie Cooledge. Do you not understnd me speaking Johtonian? Should I start saying things in pokemon? Tentacool Tentacool?"

The chubby Remoraid from before chortles at my awesome one-liner.

-"You're really excited, huh? You must really wanna go on an adventure with me!"

"I mean… you're half right? I wanna be a Trainer. I mean, I'll settle for being Human at this point, but I don't wanna be your pokemon."

-"As soon as I get old enough, I'll capture you for real. Then you'll actually be my pokemon and we can go on a real adventure! Promise you'll wait for me?"

"No."

-"It's a deal! I'll come back tomorrow and we can play again! See you!"

The child runs off, leaving Jessie feeling perplexed and slightly annoyed.

'Wow, is that what all trainers are like? Were the Unknown trying to teach me a lesson about how trainers are dumb and need to learn to speak pokemon? Or at least learn about consent? …I wonder if Bellsprout wanted…'

'Okay, let's not get existential here! I still need to solve my immediate problem of being a Tentacool! Maybe if I play along with that kid, I can find a way to get a message out? Or get them to bring me to the prof? Can I teach them enough poke-language to translate for me?'

'…Probably not. But it's worth a try! Ah, but next time, grab the fish with your tentacles, not your mouth. Very important.'

Swimming back to the group, Jessie finds a number of new fish swimming about. New Magikarp and plenty of Goldeen, even a Seaking or two in the mix!

'Looks like they've got some new friends to introduce me to!' "Hey guys, I'm back! What's up?"

The old lake pals all light up and excitedly swim near, but the new faces keep their distance or swim in front of smaller members of their school, taking up a defensive stance.

-"Seaking!"

"Eh? What do- OH! Oh, I get it. Right. Natural predator and all, I get it. Yeah no, I don't plan to do anything to these guys."

-"King? Seaking!"

"I mean, you've got a point. They wouldn't have many natural predators up in that lake. Still! I don't know how things are here but I was… well not 'born' in that lake, but I did start my life as a Tentacool there! I don't plan to betray my friends like that!"

'Doesn't look like they believe me. They're making my crew upset to, just putting off all kinds of bad energy… Those ones in the back look so scared.'

"Okay, you win. I get the picture. I'll leave."

-"Karp! Magikarp karp."

"No worries, I'm not going too far. I'll be right over there by those docks if you need me. But having me around isn't making your new friends any happier."

-"Magi…"

"Me too pal. Hey! Maybe they'll warm up to me? I'm sure a handsome guy like you can help out with that? Those gold whiskers look pretty persuasive~"

-"Kar-karp!" blush -"Magikarp!" With renewed vigor, the lake crew rejoin their school. Our Tentacool slinks off, a bittersweet look in their eyes, and nestles in underneath the nearby dock as the sun sets once more.

[mysteryshoptls]

SR Kalim Al-Asim Gala Couture Personal Story: Part 1

"It makes me a little sad"

Part 1 (Part 2)

[Scarabia Dorm – Kalim's Room]

Kalim: Snoooore…. Snoooore…

Kalim: Rrnnnnhh…

Kalim: …Mmm?

Kalim: …Aa…Aaa…

Kalim: AAAACHOOOO!!!!!!!

Kalim: ….It's so cold!!!

Kalim: Why's it so cold!!!???

Kalim: The room's heating isn't working… Is it on cool for some reason!?

Kalim: I gotta change the settings… No, wait, the temperatures in the dorms are all magically set by the Headmaster, right.

Kalim: It's way too cold, no matter how many blankets I use… There's no way I can sleep in this…!

[knock, knock]

Jamil: Kalim, are you awake?

Kalim: Ja-Ja-Ja-Ja-Jamil…!

Kalim: Th-Th-Th-The room's AC's acting up… [shivers]

Jamil: Then don't be walking around in such light layers. Here, put on a jacket.

Kalim: Th-Th-Thanks…

Jamil: But now I'm stumped. I can't believe it's affected the Dorm Leader's room, too.

Kalim: …Eh? Does that mean that your room's this cold too, Jamil?

Jamil: …In any case, you should come with me.

[Scarabia Dorm – Lounge]

Kalim: Eh!!!

Kalim: Why are all of you gathering together in the lounge like this?

Scarabia Student A: That's because it's so cold that we all woke up…

Scarabia Student B: We all brought are blankets so we can try to stay warm.

Jamil: It seems the AC in Scarabia is completely broken.

Kalim: Eeeh!? That's a huge problem!

Kalim: Our dorm is smack dab in the middle of a desert, so it gets freezing cold at night.

Kalim: If we don't have heat, catching colds’ll be the least of our problems.

Kalim: This'll be bad if this keeps up. We need to go talk to the Headmaster!

Scarabia Student C: Dorm Leader! Vice Dorm Leader! It's a disaster!

Scarabia Student D: The entrance to the dorm is completely buried in snow and can't open at all!

Kalim: Oh, then if I jump on the magic carpet, I can leave through the window.

Kalim: I'll go and fly all the way to the main campus!

Jamil: Ah, Kalim, wait!!! Don't just do things on your own…!

Kalim: …

Kalim: SO COLDDDDD!!!!

Scarabia Student B: Ah, the Dorm Leader's back.

Kalim: Th-The carpet's frozen stiff… I can't make it to the mirror like this!

Jamil: …Once morning comes and the sun rises, it should be relatively warmer than now.

Jamil: We should wait until dawn breaks to go outside.

Kalim: Yeaaah, that sounds better.

Scarabia Student A: [shudder, shudder]…

Scarabia Student B: [shiver, shiver]…

Kalim: But… At this rate, everyone's gonna catch a cold.

Kalim: Isn't there some way we can stay warm?

Jamil: We've collected as many blankets as we can.

Jamil: We can use fire magic, but we won't be able to keep it up all night…

Jamil: What else can we do…

Kalim: Ah! Oh yeah!!

Kalim: What about that soup that you make all the time in the winter, Jamil?

Jamil: Hm? …Aah. The one with pepper, ginger, and cinnamon.

Kalim: Whenever I drank that soup, I felt super warmed up right away.

Kalim: Let's make it for everyone else, too!

Jamil: …Well, I guess that's better than doing nothing.

Jamil: Okay, then I'll head to the kitchen and make it, so you wait here…

Kalim: No way. I'll come with you!

Jamil: Huh? No, the Dorm Leader should watch over the rest of the dorm students.

Kalim: I can't just shove all the hard work onto your shoulders, Jamil.

Kalim: 'Cause, we're friends, aren’t we!?

Jamil: We're not friends.

Kalim: But we promised that we'd talk through things as equals, didn't we?

Jamil: That and friendship are two completely different things.

Kalim: This isn't anytime to be acting shy. It's a dorm issue, so let's work together as friends to overcome it!

Jamil: I've already told you, we're not friends… Are you listening to me!? Don't follow me, Kalim!!!

Kalim: …It's starting to get light out.

Scarabia Student A: Thanks to that soup, we somehow made it through the night without freezing.

Scarabia Student B: Thank you very much, Dorm Leader Asim, Vice Dorm Leader Viper!

Kalim: Yep, yep. Jamil's soup is the best, right?

Jamil: …The sun's up.

Kalim: Okay, then let's head towards the main campus and ask the Headmaster to fix the air conditioning!

[Hall of Mirrors]

Kalim: Alright!!!

Kalim: Here we are at the main…

Kalim: campus…

Kalim: …

Jamil: …

Kalim/Jamil: …......

Kalim/Jamil: TOO HOTTTTTTT―――

Jamil: Wh-What's with this heat!?! It's hotter than midday in the desert!!!

Kalim: My… My throat hurts whenever I breathe…!

Kalim: Is the AC in the Hall of Mirrors also broken!?

Jamil: No idea. …But I think it's safe to say the indoor temperatures are all over the place.

Kalim: Let's hurry and go find the Headmaster!

Part 1 (Part 2)

Requested by @errrrorrrrrrrrr-blog.

[snarkythewoecrow]

20 Questions for fic Writers!

thanks for the tag @mammameesh @underwater-ninja-13 💙

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

184

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

1,391,678

3. What fandoms do you write for?

9-1-1 (mostly buddie), MCU, dabbled in Torchwood, Sherlock, HP, and Old Guard, oh and supernatural for a while too, though I don't have a lot of my supernatural and Torchwood moved to ao3, something I've been working on since like 2012 (there aren't that many more to move, I am just amazing at procrastinating)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Overall, these are my highest: Unexpected Finds (MCU, irondad)- 5 206 If I Could Do It All Over, I'd Find You Sooner (MCU, stuckony)- 2 593 emergencies only (MCU, irondad)- 2 154 between wanting and needing (MCU, stuckony)- 2 087 abuse at your hands, broken at your feet (MCU, irondad)- 1 960 But since I'm mostly writing 9-1-1, I'm going to include my top two from there, cuz I can: I choose you, Pikachu (or the ways two idiots finally say you’re mine) - 1 595 sometimes an onion really is just an onion (and that’s all there is to it) - 1 302

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try really hard to respond, but sometimes I get behind, and there are times when I'm low on spoons and I put them off, and that doesn't mean I don't love them all, seriously, people who comment are so generous and sweet, but it does mean that sometimes they will get a random reply from me two years later lol

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

honestly, not super sure, cuz I can't remember them all off the top of my head, but I guess the one I wrote for irondad, where peter was using hard drugs and it didn't end with a promise of things turning out good, hugs didn't fix things in that one

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

no idea? they are mostly all happy to some degree

8. Do you get hate on fics?

eh, not often, but sometimes, more in the mcu than other fandoms

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

yes, and mostly gay, many kinks, from vanilla to wtf are you even writing type things, but i do seem to lean toward bdsm dynamic in smut, daddy kink often, and a/b/o (tho i really love writing non-traditional dynamic, a lot of omega/omega and alpha/alpha)

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

yes, and probably sam wilson/harry potter, honestly, I really still adore that one, it worked, I swearm, harry was older and fucked up with ptsd, and sam was awesome, as usual

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of? well, i mean, i've once found them posted on small fan sites serving other countries and tbh, it didn't bother me too much, like it wasn't great, but like, hey, life's too short and they obvs liked them, and they did give me credit, sorta

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yeah, a handful over the years, maybe 5 on ao3? and i know i gave others permisson over the years, but they never linked back so idk

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yeah, totally, done it a bunch and had fun

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

steve/tony, then stucky is a close second, like they are the true standbys, I'll always love them, but I have a armada of other ships that also serve me well

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

we don't talk about bruno, dude

16. What are your writing strengths?

description maybe, or writing emotional shit? and like with dialogue, I'm either a god of it or a pathetic feral creature that has never spoken aloud

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

depending on the day, the same as what is written in prior answer

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

honestly, i try not to do it anymore, cuz I don't like making it harder for readers in anyway to consume, so unless I can keep it short and clear enough that you can still gather what they are saying without knowing the language, then I leave it out. I will try hard to find other ways, and i'm not super into translations posted after the text, looks clunky, and not super into translations at the end, but yeah, to each their own

19. First fandom you wrote for?

dudes, i dont know when i ate last, no idea, like maybe some MASH or like Highlander in notebook as a kid? probably my first shared was interview with the vampire, resulting in much anxiety as a teen

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I'm picking from more recent fics, and I kinda love this one atm: sometimes an onion really is just an onion (and that’s all there is to it)

tagging @buckybeardreams @limetimo @painted-doe @psychiccatpanda and anyone else who wants to do it!

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20 Questions for fic Writers!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

3. What fandoms do you write for?

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

16. What are your writing strengths?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

19. First fandom you wrote for?

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

[royallygray]

Royalllll I have more questions!! I'm currently on a car ride cause I just went to the best store EVER (there's only one so I'm not gonna say the name cause I don't wanna dox where I live) but they have the best stuff. It's so like creepy-vintage-cottagecore

Anyways. Questions. Feel free to answer all or some of none of them :]

What's your favorite crystal?

Favorite place to write? (like a place irl, in your bedroom, outside, library, etc)

Role model?

Time zone (if your comfortable of course)?

For some reason I decided to wear these really baggy black pants today cause they got SIX POCKETS but it's like 75 F here and I'm warm but POCKETS

Do you have a favorite pair of pants?

Weirdest thing that ever happened at your school?

Favorite baked good?

Are you left or right handed? (JOIN THE LEFT HANDED CULT. CONVERT NOW. ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS CHOP OFF YOUR RIGHT HAND /J -from a left handed person)

A random memory that sticks out from when you were like 4-10?

The name of one of your playlists?

Aaaaand favorite dog breed??

Hey- hey- you wanna see my dog

No? Too bad.

Her name is Rosie and I love her so much. She is my baby. She's a beagle/Australian shepherd/who knows what but she's the best lol- she just turned two last month!!

Do you have any pets? If yeah what are they, what are their names, and DO YOU HAVE PICTURES CAN I SEE?

Did YOU know that you are loved? Cause you are. A lot. I promise. You're so incredibly awesome. I hope you're doing well :]

Okay I think that's it for now

I'll be back don't worry hehe

Mysteriously disappearing into orbit (look at me I came up with something)

-Mysterious

OH MY GOD QUESTIONS :D

HII

Mm. Those nice stores. Those stores are so cool.

(sorry this has taken so long it's been sitting in my drafts with just this first sentence LMAO)

(read more cuz this is long)

[fav crystal] amethyst. I actually have an amethyst necklace and we went to Canada and mined for amethyst and it was super buggy 0/10 but we did get cool shiny rocks so

[fav place to write] uh. either the floor. like anywhere. or my bed. floor is great

[role model] idk. I don't fucking know because like it might've been my mom but eh. so it's probably Taylor Swift since she's so many things I want to be. (⏃⌰⌇⍜ ⍙⟟⌰⏚⎍⍀ ⍙⏃⌇ ⌇⍜⋔⟒⍜⋏⟒ ⟟ ⍙⏃⋏⏁⟒⎅ ⏁⍜ ⎎⎍☊☍⟟⋏☌ ⏚⟒ ⏚⎍⏁ ⊬'☍⋏⍜⍙. ⏁⊑⏃⏁'⌇ ⏚⟒⟒⋏ ⌇⊑⏃⏁⏁⟒⍀⟒⎅.)

[time zone] CENTRAL BABEYYY

[do u have a fav pair of pants] yes. they're these "leggings" that are actually pants but they have pockets and they're just warm enough that they work for the winter and just lightweight enough that they're working for the summer. so far. fuck the summer I hate it it's too fucking hot

[weirdest thing that happened at ur school] okay so this was in elementary but there was a fire drill during lunch and it was pasta day but I'd packed a lunch so I was fine but the fire alarm went off during lunch so we all filed out and my friend shoved her pasta in her face and then we waited outside in the chilly winter/spring I don't remember but eventually we went back inside and everyone's pasta was cold

turns out it wasn't a drill. someone was smoking?? in the boiler room?? or smth?? so the school wasn't actually cruel for making our pasta cold there were just some assholes smoking. or smth. that was the rumor I don't fucking know

actually yeah I do know. there was a dragon. that wanted the pasta. so it breathed fire except it didn't know where the cafeteria was and so it was sad and couldn't get the pasta. so true mhm

[fav baked good] ooh I like making cookies. cookies are good. but so are these specific gas station donuts. and also cake. OMG CHEESECAKE FINAL ANSWER ESPECIALLY THE OREO CHEESECAKE AT CHEESECAKE FACTORY

right handed, but my IRL bsf is a leftie. and during 7th grade we both tried to become ambidextrous. it didn't work so well. especially for me. I think she can kinda write with her right hand.

random memory??? fuck if I know. bro wtf happened in elementary school. oh I left the classroom without telling the teacher once since I was pissed at her and then like the social worker and half the security team needed to help find me. bro I just went to the bathroom they did not need. as many people I don't actually remember but it was rly weird. first time I disobeyed shit tho! and also prolly last.

[name of a playlist of mine] uhhhh. #110: Depression Incarnate. before the matter #101. #113: You clearly need... something. #102: of another lifetime. I number my playlists so I know like when they were made and see how my music evolved over time.

fav dog breed. I am not well educated on dog breeds, but German shepherd. fluffy and loveable.

I love your dog. I love Rosie. GekatwkaSHJA she's so cute. precious bean

I've got Sirius Wolfgang and Tidae. this is Sirius :)

[did u know that you are loved?] :( thanks. that. um. thanks. <3

I'm doing. y'know. I'm very stressed. actually I should sleep. also my phone charger isn't working rn and I have assignments. and I had an anxiety attack today, but thanks for checking in im

~still a piece of garbage~

but thanks for the reminder that you care <3 :(

woah you've joined me in orbit :D

ty for the ask :)

[brainyxbat]

Chapter 6: Luffy, Completely Surrounded! Commodore Nelson's Secret Strategy

(episode 59)

"We're out! We're out!"

"Make chase at once!"

"O-one other thing, Lt. Commander! While in pursuit of them, Eric-sama also reappeared, and has just returned to ship!"

"Look at 'em come! Look at 'em come!"

"The Going Merry is faster and more agile, but what are we going to do when we get to Warship Island?!"

"We'll be okay!"

"How will we be okay?!"

"We just need to find the dragons' nest first, so Grandpa Ryu can get better, right?!"

"Doesn't look like that's going to be an option."

"The small fries have leapt forth. Open to the left and right! Crane Wing Formation!"

"What now?! They have us blocked off!"

"Jump onto a ship, kick the guys off, and cut the links! That's the only choice, obviously!"

"Doesn't sound too bad to me!"

"Alright! Let's go!"

"I'm going too!"

"Alright!"

-

The Merry was rocked all around from cannonballs launched nearby, but never took any hits. The dominant ship was outside the circle, as Nelson watched from his throne. "Marvelous! A truly marvelous view!" He fanned himself. "Listen, now! Do not let the attacks falter even a bit!"

"Yes, sir!"

"But do not hit the raft!"

"Yes, Commodore!"

Nelson chuckled evilly. "For so many years, I've sought the Millennial Dragon, and I've finally found it! The elixir of immortality, the Dragonite, is now as good as mine!"

From the circle, a Marine saw the flags blowing on the dominant ship. "Sir! The commodore's flagship says his plan has succeeded! He says his attack is still ongoing!"

"Looks like our mission is over now," The Lt. Commander decided, and walked past the mercenary.

'If they fall into Nelson Royal's hands now...' Eric thought, before speaking up. "Hold on, Lt. Commander!"

He stopped dead in his tracks. "Do you still want something?"

"Prepare one paddleboat, and three proficient seamen."

"A paddleboat?! What for?!"

Eric smirked. "Because a mast would get in the way."

"Don't tell me you're going into the enclosed area?!"

Eric turned away from him, smirk undeterred. "Just do it already."

The Merry was still being rocked left and right, as everyone held onto something tightly. "Apis! It's dangerous!" Usopp scolded when she ran out of the cabin, and fell over rom the attacks. "Go back inside!"

"I can't leave Grandpa Ryu all by himself!" She protested, and kept running.

"Hey, you! Wait!" He ran after her, but she was sliding down the rope by the time he caught up. "That's dangerous! Get back here! It's your fault if you fall!"

"Grandpa Ryu! Just hang in there a little longer! I promise I'll take you to the dragons' nest!"

"Man, she's brave!" Usopp remarked. "Dammit! That moves me to tears! Alright!" He grinned confidently. "I'll break through the front lines, and take you to the dragons' nest!" His moment was ruined by a cannonball-induced wave knocking him back to the cabin. "Oww! Hey, we've been hit from behind!" He cried fearfully. "Hey! Sanji! We've been hit! Venus-chan! We're done for! We're sunk!"

"Pipe down!" Sanji ordered. "We ain't been hit."

"Eh? Seriously?"

"Yeah."

Usopp slumped over in relief. "I'm saved! Who the hell thought of this plan anyway?!" He ranted.

"You did," Venus responded, and he winced.

"That's it! That's it! Go!" Luffy laughed, as Nami steered from inside. "Hey! A ball's coming this way!"

"I can't do any more than this! Do something on your end!"

"Okay! I'll do something!" Luffy ran along the ledge, until he was in its path. "Gum-Gum... Balloon!" He inflated his belly to a massive size, so the cannonball bounced off, and was sent flying back to one of the Marine ships.

"No way...!" Apis watched from the wagon.

"No way!" Nelson's eyes were wide. "You impudent bastards! How dare you damage one of my warships?! What are you doing?! Hit them with the Super Giant Cannon!"

"Yes, sir!"

Nelson raged in his seat. "There's no escape! There's no escape! There's no escape for you!"

"Prepare to fire the Super Giant Cannon!"

A giant cannon descended from the front of the ship. "The pirate ship has been trapped up ahead! Ready to fire!"

"What is that?!" Nami exclaimed. "A direct hit from that, and our ship'll be blown to shreds!"

"We'll be okay!" Luffy assured nonchalantly. "I'll just bounce it back again!"

"Don't be stupid! I'll turn the ship about; you guys work the rear sail! Hurry!"

"Yeah!" Luffy, alongside Zoro, went to just so.

Usopp stood by one of their own cannons, vengeful. "An eye for an eye! I got a shot ready for you too!"

"Here we go!" Luffy pulled the rear sail back.

"Eat this!" Usopp shot the ball at the bigger ship, landing like a marble in the huge cannon.

"Fire! Fire!" But due to the interference, the cannon was totaled, and Nelson was knocked out of his seat. "What just happened?!"

A Marine ran over, and saluted. "An enemy cannonball hit our main cannon perfectly!"

"W-what?! Hurry, and lift me up!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Howdya like that?!" Usopp taunted. "This is what happens when Usopp-sama gets serious!"

"Not too shabby, for a fluke," Sanij commented.

"You're so full of it," Zoro added.

"What?! I can do that anytime!"

"Wow... he hit it!" Apis stared in awe. "You're so cool, Usopp!"

"Yeah!" They exchanged thumbs-ups.

"Seems your aim is still perfect as always," Venus grinned genuinely.

"T-thanks, Venus!" Why was he getting so flustered at her compliments?

Luffy watched over Ryu from the ship. "It'll be okay! Don't worry! You just keep Apis safe!"

"Who're you talking to?!" Usopp approached him.

"Grandpa Ryu."

"Huh?"

"Now's our chance! Nami announced. "Let's act quickly, and cut some links to open a path!"

"Right, Nami-san!"

"Luffy," Zoro turned to the captain.

"Leave it to me! Gum-Gum... Bridge!" The three joining him crossed the makeshift bridge, with Zoro holding one of clumsy Venus' hands to keep her from falling into the ocean below. "Alright! Grandpa Ryu! Just hold on! Here goes!" After Zoro, Sanji, and Venus board the Marine ship, he launched himself over to them. Unfortunately for poor Zoro, he crashed into him, and they hit the cabin. "Sorry, Zoro."

"Why, you...!"

With struggle, Nelson's throne was lifted back up. "Report! What are they doing?!"

"Yes, sir! Four people from the pirate ship have boarded portside Ship #1!"

"Huh?! Say what?!"

Zoro observed the chain links keeping them from escaping. "Steel chains, huh..."

"Think you can cut 'em?" Luffy asked.

"There's nothing I can't cut!"

"Really? Then they're all yours."

Sanji noticed Venus watching the cabins intently. "What is it, Venus-chan?"

"Sounds like we've got company," She observed.

Sanji turned to see hundreds of Marines filing out of the cabins, and surrounded the four, pointing their guns. "Talk about coming out of the woodwork."

"I like it when things are lively!" Luffy grinned.

"Sure, whatever."

"I'll leave the small fries to you," Zoro decided.

"Yeah!" Luffy, Sanji, and Venus agreed simultaneously.

"In the name of the Nelson Fleet, we won't let you break through here!" They charged in, but essentially had their asses handed to them by Luffy's gatling, Sanji's kicks, and Venus' energy balls.

Meanwhile, Zoro spent a few seconds in deep concentration, before he made a slice... that did nothing. "What?!"

Venus noticed his trouble, and ran over. "Everything okay?"

"I got it, Venus."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Here, I'll soften it up for you." She laid herself over the ledge, and prepared an attack. "Witchy-Witchy... Ball!" As she let the energy ball weaken the chain, she kicked away any Marines that took advantage of her being sidetracked, sparing hardly a glance. After a minute passed, she straightened up. "Okay, try it now."

Zoro looked at her for a moment, then sliced at the chains again; to his surprise, his sword cut it right through. He turned back to her, dumbfounded. "I can do it again if needed," She shrugged innocently, then returned to combat.

"Yeah! That's it! That's it!" Usopp cheered. "You're so wonderful! Keep it up! Chop those things up good!"

Nelson snarled in anger. "Curse you! How dare you lousy pirates try to break my links! Capture them, at all costs! Or else I'll maroon every last one of you!"

Marines ran to the ship with the intruders, using the chains as bridges. "Gum-Gum... Gatling!" Luffy rapidly punched them into the ocean, but the officers simply kept coming.

"Done!" Venus weakened another chain, and Zoro cut it, sending more Marines plunging.

An excited Luffy was running, as yet more officers ran after him. "Here they come! Here they come!" He then held them back with his arms stretched out. "Gum-Gum... Slingshot!" Hopping off the ground, he sent them soaring back, even breaking a piece off the ship. "Hiyaaaaaah!" With a kick, more were sent into the ocean.

"Wow..." Apis watched from the wagon. "I didn't know they were like this.

When another chain was weakened, courtesy of the young witch, Zoro chopped it. "There's only one chain left!" Nami pointed out. "Let's get moving!"

"Aye-aye sir!" Usopp followed her.

"No, no! Someone stop them!" A strong whirlwind stopped the Merry from getting any closer.

Turned out, it was Eric, still in his paddleboat. "Oh! Eric!" Nelson grinned. "Well done! Now the Millennial Dragon is mine!"

The boat bumped into the wagon, startling Apis. "That scared me!" She yelped in terror when it wasn't any of the Straw Hats. "You're the Sicko Sicko Fruit guy!"

"Not "Sicko." The Sickle Sickle Fruit!" Usopp and Nami ran to the back of the Merry. "Girl! It's time to hand over the Millennial Dragon!"

She ran in front of Ryu's head. "No! I'll never give you Grandpa Ryu!"

"Hand it over like a good little girl!"

"No!"

Eric readied his hands. "I can chop you into pieces with wind slashes at any time, you know." Apis gulped fearfully.

"Stop right there!" Nami yelled. "Lay a hand on the kid, and you'll pay!"

"Y-yeah!" Usopp stammered. "I, Usopp-sama, won't sit by quietly either!"

"Fools. I made that wind slash just now miss on purpose." Nami gasped in surprise, as she remembered the strange whirlwind that knocked them back earlier. "Get in my way, and this time I won't miss! I'll blow your entire ship apart!"

Luffy walked over to Zoro, Sanji, and Venus watched what was happening at the Merry. "What's wrong?"

"It's him," Sanji glared.

"The Sicko guy," Venus sneered.

"Huh? What's he doing?"

"Looks like he's planning to take Apis hostage, and steal the dragon," Sanji observed.

"Tie the raft to our boat!" Eric ordered.

"Yes, sir!"

"That's bad!" Luffy frowned, and went to intervene with Venus.

Zoro stopped them with his hands on their shoulders. "Stop! If you lay a hand on him, he'll take Apis, and the others out with his technique!"

"Oh! Right!" Luffy prepared to go again. "Then I'll use my foot!" Zoro punched him in the head, as Venus facepalmed. "Huh?!"

"Listen better!"

Eric began to sail away with the wagon in tow. "I'm taking the Millennial Dragon now! Nothing personal!"

"You fight dirty!" Usopp shouted. "Give Apis back!"

"Oh no!" Venus exclaimed.

"Eric! Well done!" Nelson praised. "Now, bring it here!"

"No thanks. This isn't for you."

"Eh?! What did you say?!"

"The only reason I obeyed you was to use the Marines' information-gathering capabilities."

"What?!"

"It's not like you were any different. You tried to use me too."

"I hired you for a great sum of money!"

"I think I've worked off that chump charge by now. I have no obligation to obey a sea lion like you anymore!"

"S-sea lion? You're calling me a sea lion?!"

"I'm going to use the Dragonite I get from the Millennial Dragon to make myself perfect!"

Nelson growled furiously. "You'll pay! You'll pay for this! Shoot that backstabber! Shoot him! Shoot him!"

Cannonballs were shot at the paddleboat, frightening Apis, but they all missed. "They're starting again!" Usopp observed.

"If you don't want to get blasted to pieces, you'd better start rowing!" Eric commanded the rowers, and they fearfully obeyed.

Apis turned away from the action, as she started choking up. "Stop... stop!" She then turned to her captors. "I'm begging you! Please don't harass Grandpa Ryu anymore! He hasn't done anything wrong!"

"Be quiet." He turned to look behind the wagon.

"I have to take him to the dragons' nest right away! So please stop this!" Eric lifted her up by the back of her dress. "What're you doing?! Let go! Let go, I said!" She thrashed.

"Listen, girl. You're a hostage. And I'm taking the Millennial Dragon."

"I'll never let you have Grandpa Ryu! Never! Never!"

"I've had enough, girl!" He gripped her chin. "Any more shouting, and I'll chop you apart!" Instead of backing down, she bit down on his hand. "Oww!" The rowers watched in shock at the exchange, before he threw her down in the boat, rendering her unconscious. "Let go!" He rubbed his sore hand, oblivious to Ryu menacingly rising right behind him. "Damn kid, giving me trouble." He was confused when the Marines screamed in terror, and dove into the ocean, swimming away. "Hey! What are you running for?! Get back here!!" He turned, and realized what scared them off; he yelled fearfully, just before Ryu smacked him away with his wing. "Dammit!"

Ryu stared down worriedly at the unconscious Apis, as memories of them together crossed his mind. He shook with anger, then spread his wings, and let out some loud, bird-like screeches, making everyone in the vicinity cover their ears. "I can't stand this!" Nelson complained.

"Oww! My ears!" Usopp exclaimed.

"Grandpa Ryu let out a sound!" Luffy observed.

When the screeches came to an end, hands lowered, as Apis came to. "Oww..." She perked up at seeing her friend standing up. "Grandpa Ryu!" She hugged his snout. "You can move! That's great! That's great!" She pulled away at his words to her. "What?" He straightened up, and started slowly flapping his wings. "Really?!" She beamed.

"What the...?!" Usopp tried to see what was going on.

"You don't suppose he's..." Nami started.

"Yeah! You can do it, Grandpa Ryu!" Luffy encouraged. "You can fly!"

With a creak, from the wagon, he was doing it! "You're flying!" Apis cheered. "You're flying, Grandpa Ryu!"

Nelson's hand tightened into a fist. "No! If the Millennial Dragon is just going to escape, then I don't care if we kill it! All I need is its Dragonite, anyway! Fire! Fire! Fire like mad!"

Cannonballs were fired again, only this time, they weren't as careful as before. "Stop!" Apis protested. "Grandpa Ryu! Run! Run to where the cannons can't reach you!"

"That's it! Shoot him down, quickly!"

"Stop that!" With a stretched-out punch, Luffy took out some cannoneers, as did Zoro with his swords, Sanji with his kicks, and Venus with her energy balls.

"Now's your chance to run, Grandpa Ryu!" Apis urged.

"What are you doing?!" Nelson raged. "Attack it with this ship too!"

"Yes, sir!"

"It must be shot down!"

As Ryu attempted to fly off, he was bombarded by cannonballs. "Grandpa Ryu!" Apis tried to stop him. "No! Don't go that way!"

To Nelson's terror, Ryu was flying straight for the bigger ship with a vengeance. "What?! It's coming this way! Shoot it down, quickly!" Ryu let out another deafening screech. "It's coming! Shoot it, quickly! Shoot it!"

After more cannonball shots, Ryu slowed to a stop, and plunged into the ocean, as Apis and the Straw Hats watched in pure horror. Luffy launched himself in the air from the ship's mast, and flew above the dragon. "Grandpa Ryu!" Apis could only cry silently, unable to say a word, as Luffy landed on his back. "Grandpa Ryu! Hang in there!"

"Oh no," Venus whimpered, on the brink of tears.

"Hey, now! What are you saying?! Don't talk about dying!" Luffy protested. "Yeah. I know. I will save Apis! And take you to the dragons' nest!" He vowed. "So try hard to stay alive!"

Apis stayed quiet, until the urge to speak returned. "Grandpa Ryu!" She screamed.

[elecalice]

Well, I had to do what I promised on the poll that I made.

This blog is dedicated to my attempt to do amateur Cosplay (Well, Crossplay) as Prosecutor Ito, from Mega Man Battle Network 6.

Amateur indeed, since I didn't and don't have a red tie, so I had to use a Bowtie. I feel that Ito could use a bowtie, I think. Also, I don't have formal shoes, so I had to use my cute beige Sneakers.

Yeah, I'm that amateur. But after all, I'm just casual and I'll not dedicate myself to cosplay. I'll sticking with drawings and other things.

I'll try to show the photos in chronological order.

WARNING// My real face (lol)

My first attempt on doing the Ito cosplay. It was December of 2022, and at one weekend there was a Geek/Nerd event. At Saturday, I went to buy a short for the cosplay. It kinda hurt my wallet back then, but oh well.

I even went to show off my Cosplay. I was SO nervious to show off to present my character, and I think I showed up too much introduction to my character. Eh, first times. But the best thing is that ONE PERSON recognized my character!! And he even took a picture of me! That made my day! ;w;

But I didn't took pictures on the event itself. But instead I took some photos during my way to walk to home. I took pictures nearby a tree, which fitted so well. (I took more but at that moment it was SO windy it kinda ruined some photos, in a funny way. Also, the book used was my copy of Fahrenheit 451. I didn't have a law book, so I improvised... yeah.)

Months later, now in 2023, I attended another event, the first event of a major Nerd event in my town. I even participated on the Cosplay contest. I sadly didn't took photos of myself on that event, except a few ones of me eating a origini. (That origini was delicious)

BUT as a compromise. I'll tell my experience on the Cosplay event... OH BOY.

I wasn't sure to participate, but then I decided to eat up my pride and participate. Adding to me not having a tie nor formal shoes, my hair, my natural hair by the way (not a wig), was long. But at least I complimented the Cosplay with a borrowed copy of my country's constitution. Yes really.

So yeah. But the most awkward detail was, I had to act in-character. And I was like "OH... FUCK". Ito doesn't do much, except operate JudgeMan or being the happy doomer prosecutor that we know. The NetNavis do the cool battle stuff, while the humans excluding some, don't do much. So yeah...I had to improvise. Using dialogue but... I didn't have a microphone, not they provided me one. So yeah. I had a massive disadvantage, and when I tried to speak, probably didn't reached to so many people. When I LAST attempted to "jack-in" JudgeMan at something, I did it in front of the judges, and I jumped out of embarassement. And fun? fact, acting while having your eyes close is, and I repeat, H.A.R.D. HARD, All caps. At least the judges told that the majority of time I actually looked at the public.

When I had to leave the scenario, I had to cover my face with the book, while my friends dragged me outside. I felt that my I wouldn't Cosplay as Ito again. This situation could've been more embarassing, if it wasn't for my friends supporting me during the whole dear, I REALLY appreciate them. ;w;

At least someone asked who's my character, and I told the lore around him, but I had difficulties due to my speech impediment with my unability to pronounce the hard R letter. (And in extention, the RR as well)

I had to recover the embarassment after that. I seriously considered NOT to Cosplay as Ito again... But at least I managed to eat my pride, accept that I did it and I should move on from that.

I also did a Tiktok making Ito dance a bit with the audio of Bo's "A really good book" Vine. I thought that the Vine fitted Ito SO MUCH that I had to do it while I was home alone. It was hard to find the perfect position to place my phone in orden to record that video. But yeah, I tried. Now I don't remember if I did it before or after the previously mentioned event. I think I did the TikTok before the event? I'm lazy to check the dates.

Now, in September, I managed to get a haircut. And in some moment, I had the idea to Cosplay and act like Ito for a moment. So I did it, and did some photos. I take more but I decided to put this three ones.

I also acted and did some videos of me acting as Ito and being angsty and edgy. Yes really. I tried to act. I also did some videos of Ito trying to awkwardly dance to Nürnberg's Valasy. I love Nürnberg's music, btw.

And now, the previous weekend, there was the second edition of the Nerd event on my town, and again I went as Ito. But I didn't participated on the Cosplay event. Because come on. I don't want to show off as Ito again, not due to embarassment, but because It's kinda boring of my part to show off again as Ito. Okay?

Anyways, despite the overwhelming first day, that and the second day I had fun. It was fun! I didn't took that much photos of myself. The first one I took it myself, but the second and third one I had a friend who took those photos of me in my cosplay. And the last photo, I did it after returning to home. (I also took one of myself with the brown jacket that I used in case that the day became cold. I think that jacket fitted Ito.)

So yeah!

As when I ate my pride to participate that contest, I'll be eating my pride showing my real face and dressing as my cuestionable blorbo.

And random fun fact, the me posing showing three fingers, is a reference to a Japanese fanart where Yuika, Vic and Ito pose showing three fingers, like a W. WWW, World Three. I love that fanart.

I kinda feel weird and kinda lonely being the major Prosecutor Ito fangirl. But oh well. That's kinda my curse. (?

(I hope I can get braces... When my friend took some photos, I felt self-conscious about my two weirdly-located frontal teeth. Well. Gotta save money. ;w;)

[bafflement]

Deaged Oz AU - Needed Conversations Part II

Jaune looked nervous as he rang his parents. He was safe, they all were. But he knew they worried about him and it was better that his family was told that he was okay than that his sisters came looking for him. Again. He shuddered slightly as the call connected.

"Jaune! How are you?"

"Hi, mom. We're okay. Made a few new friends, Pipsqueak and Pocket-sized. You'd like them!"

"Now I sincerely doubt those are actually their names, Jaune..."

"No, but we call them that. Pipsqueak... Oscar, sorry, is really nice. He wants to be a huntsman just like the rest of us, but he's younger. He doesn't have as much training. That's okay though, we're all helping train him in what he'll need to know. He carries an axe so Nora is a great help, too!"

"I'm glad your friends sound okay. And... pocket sized, was it?"

"He's really tiny, mom. Smaller than my sisters! He's adorable, though. As said, you'd like them."

"Uh huh. And whose idea was it to bring children along? You're going into danger, Jaune, surely they should have stayed at home?"

"You'd think, but O... pocket sized can look after himself. None of us have beaten him yet!"

There was a sigh over his scroll at that. "Keep us informed, alright? And maybe bring your friends to visit at some point? We're not upset that you ran away to Beacon, alright? Forging your transcripts, though... just, try to stay safe?"

"Yes, mom. Tell my sisters I'm okay before they come looking, alright?"

Oscar grinned down at the scroll as it connected.

"Oh, hey, Aunt Em. We're just fine, both of us! We've made loads of new friends, here, it's amazing!"

There was a sigh from the other end of the connection at that.

"Just stay safe, Oscar. Can you put your brother on for a second, please?"

"Oh, sure... Oz? Aunt Em wants to talk to you." Oz took the scroll slightly gingerly, a worried expression on his face.

"Hello, Miss Pine."

"How many times, Tip, I'm Aunt Em, same as I am for Oscar. How are things, really?"

"They're... alright. They could be better, perhaps, but they could also be much worse. We really are safe for now, I promise. Do you wish to talk to Oscar again?"

"I wish to talk to both my nephews, Tip. You're just as important as he is, just... promise me you won't forget that?"

"I'll try." Oz replied, even though he knew that was a promise he couldn't really keep.

"Weiss? Are you going to contact your family any time soon?"

"I wasn't planning on it, no. I have no wish to speak to my father and if any of the others wish to talk to me, they can contact me."

That handily ended that conversation, at least.

"Hi, Dad!" Ruby and Yang chorused, grinning into the scroll they were holding up between them. Tai grinned back, a deep relief on his features.

"Hi, girls. Having fun over there in Mistral? Is Qrow keeping you both safe, or do I need to have a few words with him?"

"Uncle Qrow's fine dad, he's protecting us just like he always does." They rolled their eyes at each other slightly, it wasn't like they were kids the age the Professor was at the moment, after all. They could look after themselves, but no... to Taiyang, they'd always be his little girls.

"That's good! Made any new friends?"

"A few. Oscar's a farm boy, he's really, really good, wants to be a huntsman when he grows up. His... brother's... been helping train him. All of us really." Ruby sounded excited, though Tai wasn't really sure why.

"Yeah dad, pocket sized is kinda awesome. You'd like him. Maybe."

"... pocket sized? Whatever, I'm glad you girls are fine, could you get your uncle for me?"

"Sure. Hey Uncle Qrow? Dad wants to talk to you. I don't think you're in trouble?" Qrow just sighed and took the scroll from the girls.

"Hey, Tai. The girls are fine, they're having fun at the moment."

"Who is Oscar and who is pocket sized? I thought they were with the Schnee girl and what's left of team JNPR."

"They are, Tai. The kid's just here, too. As for pocket sized. Eh, you'll see. It's not really something I can tell you over a scroll, but neither of them pose any threat to your kids, I wouldn't let that happen.

There was a familiar looking softness in Qrow's eyes though and Tai felt a sudden suspicion weighing deep in the pit of his stomach. Was one of those two the next Ozpin?

"Just... tell me if anything bad happens, Qrow, and keep keeping them safe."

"Yeah, Tai, always do."

"Hey Mom, Dad. I'm catching up with everybody just fine over here, things have been a bit hectic, though. The world is so much bigger than I ever thought it was. Anyway, did you know magic is real? Because apparently that's a thing now? Anyway, I hope you get this message, I love you." Blake rang off, knowing her parents had to be incredibly busy right now with the fallout from the White Fang. Should she have mentioned magic on their answer machine? She sighed, suddenly doubting herself. Ah well, what was done was done.

[knowlessman]

a whole month? …eh. I believe it. bnha s6e21-25. (maybe I should start posting these on masto or something, when I start watching something else anyway? or biksy, but character limit… maybe having a character limit again will be good tho)

okay that shot of the spears through the windshield and then swinging the camera to the side to show all might jumping out, that's some Good Shit, I legit thought maybe he was dead for a sec there -- yo. not to ref a movie that is probably triggering to watch for many people, but All Might just did the ending of Punch Drunk Love to these jokers (I have no idea if I would call it a "good" movie, but it is very watch-an-autistic-person-have-some-very-bad-experiences-but-then-be-kind-of-awesome-for-a-minute and… idk, I kinda hope not many people find it funny)

"I can't sense any murderous intent" eagerly listens to try and pick out That One Edgy Japanese Word I Know hellyeah

"I don't need to run. I just need some time." blinks whytf is he doin squats. little shit has too many powers, I forget what all he's got in there

nagant: "I'll hold this guy who was torturing his own daughter for money hostage!" "not really; shoot the little bastard, see if I care"

"If you can decide to apologize to Eri, I'll do what Lady Nagant promised." …uh. tell me you're not about to inflict this guy upon Eri, no way in heaven or hell does he deserve that

"in two months, I was supposed to deliver the target" okay lemme get this straight. you were supposed to not only capture deku, not only hold him prisoner, but hold him for TWO. MONTHS. yo, a full-scale custom-built SCP chamber probably couldn't hold this kid for longer than a week.

(all for one's proximity hologram and bomb) now imagine if that proximity sensor had been set off by a squirrel. they get here and it's been a smoking crater for a week and there are no clues as to why. EVERYBODY gets to look like an idiot. -- I think this is why I'm so tempted to make my ttrpg villains really stupid. the perceived stakes plummet, but it's just so damn funny.

(deku fighting the guy what controls ppl) "if there is one thing midoriya needs right now…" clearly it's an assist from very literally the last ally I would want in a fight involving human shields -- bakugo (talking about deku and all might): "those two shouldn't be left alone together!" dude. …dude. … 'XDDD DUDE. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS CHARACTER SUPPOSED TO BE? WHAT WAS HE EVER SUPPOSED TO BE?

"I'm fine." yeah, you're doing just peachy. you just got bodied by a handful of normies with sticks and stones.

"deku, there's still stuff I need to say to you" OH IS THERE, MISTER BAKUGO? AFTER ALL THESE FUCKING YEARS YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY? AFTER ALL THESE YEARS YOU STILL HAVEN'T SAID ENOUGH? -- "It's not something that'll work itself out just by saying it out loud" oh fuck you. god damn it. -- …now that he's trying to kill himself like you told him to. now. fuck this guy. -- now that he's trying to kill himself for, what, the umpteenth time probably. fuckin rock lee dumbass is always doing this

THIRTEEN HAS A HUMAN HEAD????? what the fuck. the vacuum cleaner is just a fucking anime character in a suit with a buzz lightyear whoosh helmet. is the fucking washing machine also just a whole-ass human in a costume

-- it took me a hot three minutes to dig this up and vomit words onto it so yall better laugh. ah who am I kidding, everything I do I do for me

"UA can move!" dude. what did you spoil that for. you don't just outright tell the audience that you're gonna put an entire setting on legs. you bide your time and then just do it. -- …oh. you just installed a subway system. my guy, is it even an anime if you're not animating something that people are living on and entering it in a slapfight?

"will things go back to the way they were before the inevitable collapse of a civilization where most people are born with instant-kill powers and they get exponentially stronger over time?" got any other stupid questions?

…yeah. still don't understand Stain. "look! look at what that woman is doing!" yeah, she's taking down the I Am Not Here sign because of hero worship. hell, trust a zealot to break out of prison, find a post-apocalypse, and have zero inclination to find out what's been happening since he was gone.

no spoiler, eh. no Marvel post-credits scene, either. …no cliffhanger. -- s7 is 21 eps. …thought about taking a break and watching something else, bebop or dungeon meshi or something and then coming back to finish this, but idk. guess I'll see.

[krizaland]

Found Once Again Chapter 20

LMK Wukong x Bao Li

Be Warned: There are mentions of blood and scars and mild language ahead!

First Previous

"Oh. Thank you. You didn't have to go to all that trouble for me, you know." Bao Li noted as she took the peach.

"Pssh! That was no trouble. Heck that barely even qualified as trouble." Wukong scoffed as he begun to munch on a peach

Bao Li couldn't help but giggle as she watched Wukong greedily devour as many  peaches as he could get his hands on.

“What's so funny?" Wukong asked with his mouth full.

"It's nothing, really. It's just, I never thought that I would meet anyone else that eats the way you do. But I was proven wrong today." Bao Li admitted as she took a few bites of her peach.

"Oh? Who'd you meet today?"

"I believe his name was Ping."

Wukong nearly choked on his peach.

"Oh my! Are you alright?" Bao Li asked as she covered her mouth.

“Don't worry! I'm fine-"-Wukong coughed- "-So tell me about this Ping guy."

"Well, he was a very nice therapist who came into Pigsy's earlier today. I think I should probably thank him, since he was the one who advised me to come talk to you." Bao Li giggled as she resumed eating.

“Ok so promise not to get mad or anything buuut I might've visited Pigsy's in disguise so I could spend some time with you." Wukong confessed sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Eh?! You mean to tell me that you're Ping?!" Bao Li yelped.

"Yeah...you caught me. I'm sorry, Peaches I wasn't trying to trick you or anything. I just wanted to make sure you were doing ok and I figured you probably didn't want to see me. So I went undercover. Then I just got carried away." Wukong sighed as he hung his head. 

"Well, normally I would be upset about this sort of thing. But in all honesty, I'm tired of being angry with you. So I'll let this slide as long as you promise not to do anything like this again." Bao Li explained as she kept eating her peach.

"Don't worry! I promise!" Wukong assured as he held up a hand.

"Good!"

After a few minutes of eating, Wukong broke the silence.

"You have no idea how grateful I am to have you back, peaches." 

"I'm grateful to be back. There's so much to explore and of course I get to spend time with you too. What could be better?" Bao Li agreed as she gazed into the horizon.

"Well maybe snuggling together." Wukong teased as he scooted closer.

"Perhaps that could be arranged." Bao Li giggled as she leaned in his shoulder.

Wukong threw his arms around Bao Li and kissed the top of her head.

"I promise I'll never lose you again. Not even The Jade Emperor's army will keep me from you this time."

“That's very sweet but I was never attacked by The Jade Emperor’s army." Bao Li reminded as she leaned into his touch.

“That's right! You mentioned that a few days ago. I gotta ask, if it wasn't The Jade Emperor's army that got you stuck in that crystal then what did?" Wukong asked curiously.

“Well it's not a what but rather a who." Bao Li corrected softly.

“Well who was it?! Who got you trapped in that crystal?!" Wukong demanded, his voice laced with desperation.

“It was Peng. You see, after I ran off the night of our fight, Peng had followed me. They appeared before me and insisted on punishing my 'childish behavior' as they put it. I tried not to engage but Peng decided to attack me regardless. They even pierced my tail with their talons-" -Bao Li took off the ribbon on her tail to reveal a nasty scar.

Wukong felt his heart shatter at the sight of the scar.

That explained the bloodstains on the ground!

“Peng did this to you?!” Wukong gasped as he inspected the scar.

“Yes. It hurt so bad that I sat up to inspect it. Then Peng charged at me. I tried to defend myself but Peng was overpowering  me. Then I guess I was so overwhelmed by everything that was going on I lost control of my powers. The last thing I remember was Peng's ji aimed at my face." Bao Li explained as she tied the ribbon back on.

Suddenly, Wukong's grip tightened as a few tears trickled down his cheeks.

"I should've known that bastard was responsible for this. Bao Li, I am so sorry I believed their lies. I-"

“You don't have to apologize for anything. Peng was always a good liar." Bao Li reassured as she patted his arm.

“Yeah. Lying was pretty much the only thing they were good at." Wukong chuckled half-heartedly.

“Indeed."

“All I can say is, Peng's lucky they're not around anymore. Otherwise I would've made them wish they were never born." Wukong whispered as he clung to Bao Li.

"Normally I'd be against killing someone but I certainly wouldn't protest if you taught Peng a lesson." Bao Li admitted as she returned the hug.

“Good! Because I swear if I ever see them again I'll-"

Bao Li silenced Wukong with a kiss on the cheek.

His face burned pink as he immediately returned the favor.

“I'm never letting you out of my sight again."

"Don't worry. I don't plan to ever leave it." Bao Li reassured as she nuzzled into his cheek.

“Good! Now c'mon, I think I'm waay overdue for some cuddles." Wukong chuckled as he scooped up Bao Li.

"I'm more than happy to oblige, my king." Bao Li giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

And with that, Wukong carried Bao Li, bridal style, all the way back to the temple. 

After entering the Temple, Wukong brought Bao Li to his bedchambers and carefully set her down in his hammock.

He then climbed in beside her and slid his arms around her waist.

“I've missed this so so much." Wukong whispered, his voice wavering a bit.

"I've missed this too. I love you so much, Sunbeam." Bao Li replied as she pressed her head against his chest.

“I love you more than you could ever know, peaches." Wukong whispers as he kissed the top of her head.

And with that, the two monkeys both fell into a deep sleep.

The End

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And with that we’ve reached the end! Thank you all so much for going on this journey with me! Rest assured there’ll be more Royalpeaches in the future!

Thank you for reading!

I love you!

[daryascurse]

Hey I just want to say, I'm so happy to see you back! I saw your post yesterday about works being discontinued and stuff today about TBSOS. Can I just ask what you are planning on continuing from now? And this isn't meant to make you feel like you owe us to continue working on anything or that I'll unfollow if there's something I was looking forward to, I'm just curious, if you're ok answering (:

hihi no offense taken!! that's a fair question and i'm really super grateful for the interest / that people are still around and want to read my things after completely disappearing! and i also realized after i wrote my "hello world i'm alive" that i phrased some of it super ominously. long story short, i have no intention of dropping fics entirely or erasing everything to restart. but i am kind of "starting clean" in the sense of what i'd promised coming down the pipe before the hiatus. looking at my masterlist, here's a rundown of fic statuses from works i previously left unfinished/ open; putting under a cut bc even as i start this i can tell it's going to be a long post:

Events: I'm not going to continue either my Tropetember or Kinktober series. a few reasons -- primarily that they were intended to be seasonal miniseries, and i DON'T meant to say that you can't write for kinktober if it's not October. but personally, it's very hard for me to break that internal rule of not having met my goals or plan, especially when i kept readjusting my original ideas over and over to be more realistic, and it just didn't work out. if you're curious i have more i could say on those, can even share the various lists of planning, but eh for now.

AOT: Chainsmoking His Love: 100% want to finish this. it's meant to be 20 chapters, as a play off of 20 cigarettes in a box, and i really intended it to fit this pattern once i decided to expand it from a one-shot. but, i should be on #14 now, and i have plans for 18, 19, 20, but.... not ideas to get us there. and idk how many chapters i can get away with as just filler moments, and i worry i've already done too many. so.. that's a frustrating one to be stuck on, but by no means am I giving up.

Quiet Through the Trees: unfortunately, this one is on indefinite hiatus, likely not to be concluded. again, i can say more specifically if you're curious but i'm trying to keep this post from being 1000 lines. i will say that part of that is bc i was inspired / wanted to write it for a moot who dropped out of fandom and that kind of took a lot of my motivaiton with it. (no hate to her i want her to be happy and healthy! just a byproduct.)

Hunger Games: Caveat Emptor is a series with no planned length or even super planned out plot; based on the BOOK Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes - I haven't actually seen the movie yet. but i had a lot of fun writing the first chapter, more fun writing than i have in a really long time, actually, and so.. yeah i'm going to keep with it, even if it isn't exactly the thing for this blog which is mostly anime-related. but i mean, i have passions about other stuff too, so.. why not just put all the writing together? you guys are lucky it isn't tom from succession and that's all i'll say lmaaaaoo.

JJK: Commandment series: while this is probably my longest hiatus work, i 100% plan to finish this. i have 2 fics to go in it and they've been on my mind since 2021 so... fuck it i MUST get them out. but they're foggy ideas that are really daunting when i go to write, and i find i lose my writing stamina/ motivation quickly. but they're not dead.

Unholy Land: while I've said i'm kind of leaving it open and i'd come back to do more, especially as jjk progresses, i'm finding it hard to do so. this was my first big piece on my old account and it was when i was most concerned with being a canon-compliant fic writer. as jjk lore continues, i'm not confident in its continued accuracy from the original 2020 publication. i have possible ideas of where to go from how i'd left off, but.. i have a complex relationship with jjk now and i'd kind of like to see how gege keeps things moving before i make a decision on that.

i think that's all of what was up in the air in October... again, feel free to ask more specific questions, or lmk if i missed anything / there's anything else you're curious about. thank you SO, so, so much for asking and caring about my fics <33333