#sorry for the cliffhanger lmfao

[gorbo-longstocking]

Chapter 11

“THANK THE STARS YOU’RE AWAKE, I WAS WORRIED YOU’D MISS DINNER,” Nightshade called over his shoulder. His tone was friendly, but there was a strain to it, as if it was forced. “IT IS FOR YOU AFTER ALL.”

You didn’t respond. Instead, you looked down to see your ankles were tightly bound to the legs of a metal chair with rope. Judging by the tightness around your wrists behind your back, they were in a similar predicament. Swallowing hard, you fought to keep your breathing in check. Knowing that the skeletons could be reasoned with was supposed to make you feel better, but you had been at the mercy of the living, and they were capable of far worse than the dead. Rotters were hungry, that was their only sin, but a living with a pair of pliers could…

Your fingers, the ones with scarred nail beds, twitched and your tongue ran across your gums where a few of your molars used to be.

Being at the mercy of a living could make you wish you were dead.

“Wha—” The words got caught in your throat. You licked your lips and tried again, your eyes hard with a mix of anger and fear. “What are you gonna do to me?”

“WE’RE GOING TO EAT, AND THEN, WE ARE GOING TO TALK.” Nightshade turned from the stove to regard you with his stare. You didn’t know what your face looked like, but when he saw your expression, the blue lights in his sockets softened. “I FORGIVE YOU FOR SPITTING ON ME, AND PAPY FORGIVES YOU FOR BREAKING HIS SUNGLASSES.” He placed his hand not holding the spatula on his hip. “DON’T YOU, PAPY?”

Papy? Who the hell was Papy?

[orcelito]

I've been thinking about ITNL 15. I mean this is always how I do it, post a chapter and then immediately start solidifying what the structure of the next one is

I think it'll be shorter than the past two chapters. Just bc I want it to stop at one specific moment (heheh) & then the chapter after is dealing with the fallout.

Which means we should see Wolfwood in chapter 17.

Soon!

[helenhuntingdon]

Of course another lesbian show was cancelled

[inugamiteruomi]

Ch 100: The Great Fires of Extinction - Opening Act

[xo-cod]

Holy Hell! Don’t leave us on a cliffhanger please?!

How did the 141 boys react when they got the call that she had been shot? How did they catch the guy who did it? And what are they going to do to him? 😈

continued from here

disclaimer: because they are what they are (highly trained assassins 🫣), heavy mentions of stabbings and beatings, proceed with caution lmfao ‼️ rushed/ooc

"we can go all night, when you give out from exhaustion and pain. when you're begging us to kill you, when you're cryin to end your life, we're gonna be here" pulling off the bag from his face, ghost examined his features. the man winced and grimaced, gasping a little as the light flooded his vision and finally looking at his captor. standing tall at 6'4, bigger than most men ghost was certainly not someone to be trifled with. his brown eyes hardened behind his skull balaclava, twirled a knife expertly between his fingers

ghost had no sympathy for the person in front of him, he had been hunting you down for days and very nearly coming close in succeeding in his given task. all he could remember is what soap had said,"one centimeter over and it would've torn right through her heart" and it only served to further anger him when he knew you didn't have any bad intentions at all, you weren't there to hurt anyone. you only thought it was an innocent date and you have paid the price for it at a grave cost. the thought of losing you tonight only fuelled his anger, his jaw clenched tightly as his eyes remained on the man

rules were rules, threatening the 141 was punishable by death. and simon had never been so glad for it

"listen i'm sorry man, i didn't know" the man tried to justify to which ghost scoffed, cold brown eyes glancing at the sharp array of weapons on the table opposite.

"choose a better excuse, that one is overused" his chest vibrates with dark chuckles and it causes the tension in the air to suffocate, this wasn't an amused laugh. this had brought on fear and pain and ghost hadn't even inflicted anything yet. still the man's determined attitude hadn't wavered, much to simon's displeasure.

"fuck you" the man hissed and then cried out in pain when a whip slapped his abdomen, undoubtedly leaving a trail of blood in its wake. his head was yanked back as ghost grabbed a fistful of hair, his face in close proximity of the other

"listen close you bastard, i've dealt with my fair share of bloody narcissists. but you hurt y/n, you shot her. so take your bloody time i'll get what i want from you, one way or another" ghost snarled, the tip of his sharpened knife trailing down her neck circling around the man's abdomen. he screamed when the knife was twisted into the first layer of skin, gaping down to where the blood was beginning to pool on his lap.

"now all you gotta do is give me a name. and this stops right here. but if not..." ghost pushed the knife a little more deeper into the body, grinning under his mask when the man whimpered trying so hard to not scream. to try keep his composture not wanting to bring any satisfaction to the enemy

but hell, it was hanging by a small thread at this point.

"any progress?" a deeper, gravelly voice cuts in and both heads look towards the door. the man lets a small gasp as the rest of the team pile into the room. it was as if they commanded respect, demanded to be listened to. their muscles straining against their shirt, scars littering their bodies proof of the business they were, of the lives they led

"he's stubborn" ghost stops, wiping the few drops of blood from his mask. he was getting rather irritated, wanting to be at the hospital with you but forced to take care of this problem.

"he's looking worse for the wear" soap chuckled but there was no humour in his voice. all he could think about was how fragile you looked after being shot and it made him want to tear into the man but gaz and ghost would hold him back, they already were eyeing him carefully. still it was rather amusing how many people tried to kill them and yet they always seemed to be on the receiving end of the blade.

"why not kill 'im, the poor bastard" soap scoffed with sarcasm, looking at the man with pure anger, his fists clenching as he sized the man up. desperately wanting to be the one to plunge the knife so deep into his heart and watch the life fade away from his eyes. just as he had done with you

"as convenient as that sounds, we'll never end up getting our information if he's dead" gaz leans back on the table, looking at the purple and blue blotches on the man's skin. the way his hair was matted down with blood and sweat, how he looked on the verge of passing out at any given moment. they'd bring him back alive though, none of their enemies ever did have a quick painless death here. ghost had a knack for making his prisoners suffer until they physically and mentally couldn't take anymore, testing each and every brutal limit in their weak bodies. it was only a matter of time until he spilled the dark secret.

but time was not on their side.

"y-you bastards, go to hell" his voice fluctuated angrily as he tried to keep his heartbeat normal, to keep those nerves at bay. to remember his training as a soldier but these men were different, for every step he took they already knew about. he was at their mercy this time.

placing a hand deep within his pocket, the captain of the team entered the room a pensive look painted upon his features. he shifted his bucket hat, looking down at their little victim tied up to the chair as his head tilted a little.

"we're all tired from your little reign of heroism, thinking you're doing well by serving your country and your organisation. for now, you'd do well to remember we're the ones who determine whether you walk out of this building alive. i suggest you start by giving us some answers. you see, myself..." price grabbed the knife from ghost's hand in a quick flash and plunged it straight into the muscle of the man's thigh, completely unfazed at his screams and the splatter of blood coating his cargos

"well, i am not a particularly patient man"

[amarayys]

THE CLIFFHANGER OH MY GOD?????

SPOILERS FOR DRDT CHP 2 EPISODE 12 BELOW THE CUT

OKAY. so david doesnt actually wanna be the bad guy, and cares about his relationships with the others, even if they're fake.... also the xanvid shippers are going to go insane oh my. also j's grudge against teruko is the funniest shit ever.

teruko did NOT like xander being brought up and defended, and david and her just started screaming at eachother, which...yeah, that was fun.

i felt so fucking bad for david, teruko, and arturo, and OH MY GOD LEVI. OH MY GOD. to me, this basically confirms he's not the murderer (of arei... cough cough) because i dont think he'd be made the murderer after that, but who knows...

so, remaining suspects... ooh boy ace i STILL THINK ITS YOU. also eden isnt cleared yet for you eden culprit believers!!!! though i dont see why levi would admit his secret, especially now when nobody is suspecting him, if he was an accomplice... but hey who knows? plus whits there... but i REALLY doubt he did it lmfao

weirdly enough, hu and nico clear eachother, although nico doesnt confirm this... but they dont fight back either so idk????

levis character arc is going to be crazy good, teruko said sorry not clickbait, charles gets sassy as fuck, arturo gets age confirmation + development, eden its not looking good for you, hu gets mad, again, and AWESOME NEW SPRITES. davids gotten so many new sprites.... also im in love with the one (?) new sprite teruko got. ANYWAY THIS EPISODE WAS AWESOME, CANT WAIT FOR THE NEXT!!!

[asteroidzzzn]

more than just a dream - 005, 6am

pairing: college!ellie x reader

synopsis: you transfer to a new school where you only know one person; your childhood best friend. he invited you to a beginning of the year party to meet some new people, but one person, in particular, catches your eye... his other best friend.

a/n: HALLOWEENNNNNN

genre: social media au, fluff

series masterlist -- previous chapter -- next chapter

bria 🧚

HI WHAT COSTUMES R U ALL WEARING TO THE HALLOWEEN PARTY

jesseee 😙😙

hot dog with mustard

y/n

hot dog with ketchup

jesseee 😙😙

hehehehehe

y/n

hehehehe

bria 🧚

😭 anyone else besides those 2 answer pls....

dina

im gonna be ghostface !!

bria 🧚 ❤️ a message

bria 🧚

i love that omg

what ab u ellie?

ellie

eh idk i dont feel like dressing up

bria 🧚

BOOO boring tomatoes tomatoes

dina ❤️ a message

jesseee 😙😙 ❤️ a message

y/n ❤️ a message

ellie

HELP EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU GANGING UP ON ME/??!

y/n

come on u literally have to wear SOMETHING

its HALLOWEEN

jesseee 😙😙

yk who u kinda look like

pennywise

y/n ❤️ a message

ellie

YOU ARE A SICK MAN

ellie left the groupchat

jesseee 😙😙 added ellie to the groupchat

jesseee 😙😙

ellie

??!?!?!

dina

HELP MEE

ellie if u dress up as pennywise ill actually pay u

ellie

how much r we talking ab......

dina

$20

bria 🧚 ❤️ a message

bria 🧚

PLEASE YOU HAVE TO

ellie

oh i will

$20 is $20

dina 💋

hi do u know where y/n is? she spammed me a few minutes ago but i was talking to bria but now i cant find her anywhere

ellie

shes ob the table

singing and dacnging

ik shes wearung a hot dog costuke but she looks hotrn

so hot omh

dina 💋

oh ok so ur very drunk rn

ik shes wearung a hot dog costuke but she looks hotrn ur GONNEEE LMFAO i wont let u forget u said this

focus focus we'll talk later thank you ill go find her

ellie

mmkkhkkk cya

jesseee 😙😙

do ygs know where y/n is

i havent seen her since the party last night and its 6 am already

bria 🧚

im with her rn i had to take her to the hospital

she fell off a table and broke her wrist

jesseee 😙😙

oh my god

ellie

holy shit is she ok?

dina

aw poor girl :(

bria 🧚

holy shit is she ok? yeah she will be

shes honestly more upset she didnt get to see u in ur pennywise costume...

ellie

oh thank GOD she didn't

i looked ridiculous

dina

ok miss 'idc what she thinks ab me'

ellie

dina this isnt the gc with just us and jesse

bria 🧚

uh is there something i dont know

ellie

oml no theres nothing just forget it

dina

oh shit

im sorry

dina deleted 6 messages

a/n; this is my version of a cliffhanger.. also i just realized this is the halfway point in this series and they havent even realized they like each other...... LMFAOOO

i enjoy slowburns a lot actually if u couldnt tell

it will get more interesting soon tho pROMISE

taglist: @ximtiredx @gold-dustwomxn @elliesinterlude @fireflyels @trulygnomed @deluluwh-0-re @elliewilliamsmissingfingerss @emluvselandabs @ariianelle @jokerpokimoon @lonelyfooryouonly @lil-elliesgf @yuaaa05 @ourautumn86 @ucannotcompare

[carebeartherese]

My live reactions to Loki ep 4:

(Already 7 mins in and I’m angry with Kang)

-hell yea the clock lady wants you (what the fuck)

-mobius and Loki are very boyfriends rn

-shit the loom

-LOKI LOOKED AT MOBIUS’ HAND

-sorry

-I love this Victor timely fella tbh

-oh fuck dox

-B15 my love <333

-no don’t let dox live

-oooooo words

-Víctor is so autism

-ob and Casey <3333

-ob and victor meeting each others idles

-snake eating it’s own tail= Ouroboros

-FANGIRLING

-CASEY JEALOUS??

-mobius is so sweet

-NOT THE BIGASS SUIT THING AGAIN POOR MOBIUS

-lmfao petty ob

-hahahahah VOLUNTEER LOKI

-skin?

-mobius and Loki fighting like an old couple is my favorite

-Sylvie = third wheel

-Loki is in fact super fast

-ooop victor is think

-Casey and ob are so bf coded

-CASEY IS THE OTHER WOMAN NOW

-PIE DATE 2???

-sylvie pls let them be a couple

-dude this bitch

-CALLING OUT MOBIUS FR

-HE HASNT LOOKED CAUSE HE LOVES LOKI HE WANTS TO STAY WITH HIM

-MOBIUS AND SYLVIE FACING OFF WHILE LOKI STANDS IN THE BACKGROUND IS ACTUALLY PEAK CINEMA

-WHO WILL HE CHOOSE

-pie pls

-LOKI YOU CHOSE HER???

-oh brad

-shit

-please don’t start a prison riot

-don’t bring Galileo into this

-Stfu dox

-uhhhh this tension is strange

-B15 !!!!!!

-brad doing the same hand-resting thing with his collar

-PIE TIME

-wait sylvie gtfo

-ohhhh please let them fight about MOBIUS

-Loki monologue incoming

-lmfao Thor mocking

-also Loki character development???

-yea those people live because of his lover

-damn wise words ig

-I don’t like them as a couple please don’t let this happen again

-yea sylvie thats kinda the point of hope

-i don’t hate her she’s just annoying on occasion

-anyways

-ok but you are gods tho

-thx Loki also back tf up

-MOVE ON /SRS

-damn that pie room is the real star or the show

-fuck dox srsly

-NO NO RAVONNA STOP

-also crazy bitch Ms minutes honorable mention

-SHES WORKING ON HERSELF OK

-oh shit life on the timeline?? Fr???

-oh fuck no you crazy bitches

-WHAT ARE THEY DOING

-BRAD NO

-FUCK DONT SQUISH THEM

-NO PLEASE OMFG RAVONNA

-MS MINUTES WHY ARE YOU PSYCHOTIC

-Brad that was fuckin cold

-see even ravonna doesn’t actually give a fuck who you are brad

-Casey x OB x Timely???

-It’s hotchoc victor

-I love victor

-mobius is so supportive

-what’s happening with the tempads tho???

-oh sorry b15 it’s people goo now

-MS MINUTES STOP THIS AINT SUPPOSED TO BE HORROR

-Aw he made the guard hot coco

-OH FUCK

-BRAD WHAT THE HELL YOU CUNT

-IT WAS SO WHOLESOME UNTIL YOU SHOWED UP

-MOBIUS AND VIRUSES LMFAO

-shit Ms minutes

-stawp

-loki and mobius need more screen time together

-this feels much scarier than it should tbh

-ohhh….hey ravonna….sorry about all that

-oh shit ok

-mommy? Sorry, mommy? Sorry-

-brad please relax with your 70s hair

-TIMELY DONT BE A DICK PLS

-RUN LOKI RUN

-oh fuck this is it ig

-real Ms minutes sucks

-shits getting real

-loki is gonna get pruned by himself

-sylvie constantly plays elevator music in her soul

-this is where Loki gets pruned!!!! Probably by himself

-yup I was right prune yourself

-damn sylvie strong

-good job loki???

-sorry just had to kill past me rq

-WHOS calling???

-and th e call was coming from IsIdE tHe HoUsE

-oh dammit ob you scared me

-mobius is so worried about his boyfriend he’s willing to reboot the whole system

-LET THE LOKIS USE THEIR POWERS SRSLY

-BYE MS MINUTES

-Aw poor timely they aren’t mocking you

-OH SHIT

-you’ll never be him.

-that shit was menacing fr

-oh DONT send brad out on his own!!!

-he gonna die

-fuck that was kinda hot ngl

-anyways hi sylvie/brad

-FUCK YEA SCREW YOU RAVONNA

-lokius has had way too few scenes today

-loki <333

-oh thank god

-OH THERE IS NO GOD

-THE LOOM

-oh loki please be safe

-don’t send timely out pls

-no dont!!!

-TIMELY PLS DONT DIE

-OH SHIT BLACK HOLE SPAGHETTI

-NO TIMELY PLEASE

-GOD HOW FIX PLS

-NO BAD LOKI

-STAY PUT PLEASE

-DUDE

-THIS SHIT IS TERRIFYING

-B15 MY LOVE

-OH FUCK WHY IS IT DARK

-WHAT THE HELL WHAT JUST HAPPENED

-THAT IS AN UNFAIR CLIFFHANGER

-COME BACK

[blkkizzat]

Do you have any tips for writing fanfics? Like I wanna make my own but I’m scared people aren’t gonna like them 😭 Also how do you usually end a story? I’ve written before for school and stuff but it’s just kinda hard when I come to the end of the story…😓

-🪼

hey 🪼 babes! sorry i wrote alot so it took a min lol. take with a grain of salt though as what works for me may not work for you!

writing tips:

so first off: write for yourself. i know it's been said a million times and a worn out cliche but to break it down a bit— i feel like if you like your fic than other people will too. that is to say, we are all in the same fandom and are dorks/nerds, and like similar things even outside the fandom. i know people have their preferences on content but if you write it for your particular tastes and preferences, i promise there's other people in the fandom that will share in that too.

also even though my adhd works against me, i at least try to be organized and i always make an outline for a fic.

its super helpful to break everything up into small pieces. because then you arent staring at a blank page expecting a story to materialize from thin air LOL.

heres some things to include in your outline.

set the scene/world. where are we? what time is it? what are we initially feeling? which all Setting these things up from jump hooks in a reader as they want to feel like like are immersing yourselves in the world. especially x reader stories. i feel like x reader is so much easier to write then for two seperate characters, because if all else fails you can always call on how you personally felt or would feel in a situation then elaborate on it.

characterization. don't be afraid to make your characters a bit unlikeable, highlight their faults as you do their good parts. ex. my plug!choso fic, reader is a bitch lmfao. she takes choso for granted even though she's the happiest with him. the thing is—she knows that and it starts to eat her up. if a character can have self awareness and grow, then they have more depth than a character written with no faults.

conflict/goal. whats the conflict or what are we working towards? like even for a short pwp for ex: the goal is cum without getting interrupted/walked-in on because we are in a public bathroom. then from there you can work backwards and think. okay so what conflicts/problems would arise? where is this bathroom? what time of day is it and how many people are around? is anyone waiting on us/did we leave others to run off/will they come looking for us? you can make a conflicts out of any of those. conflicts drive the story forward and help you reach your end as its your beacon for how you progress.

ending. your ending only needs to tie the immediate conflict up. there could be an overarching conflict but you dont need to solve everything in your story. ex, continuing from the previous, y'all could be in the bathroom fucking and although the immediate conflict concerns no one interrupting you, the overarching conflict is that you both have significant others already and have yet to break this affair off. of course a pwp so you arent going to dive deep and explain the aftermath or the breakups, etc, but you can leave the story on a cliffhanger and lead the audience to guess whats next.

other tips.

don't write linearly: that is you dont have to write your story in the order of beginning, middle and end. start from wherever you want. skip around. its easier to write out the parts you do know you want then connect it together. even if its just a random piece of dialogue thats a sentence you know you want 2 scenes later, just write it down. writing is a messy process, not neat at all. which leads into... just write: even if you arent sure if you liking the idea 100% just yet write it down! you cant get to the next idea if you are stuck on why the current idea you are thinking of isn't good enough. lol this is why i say i get to a point in the process where i hate everything because ill be stuck with these meh-ideas but i know i have to get them out to get to the good idea.

edit: i edit my fics until l its something im having fun with. if you like it on first go around then thats great but just saying that to say its better to rework it or come back later to it (move on to something else in the meantime) than to put out something you aren't happy with. if you are proud of something you did that will definitely be reflected in your fic!

meditate to tap into characters: idk if you meditate often but i like to try to visualize myself in the character's shoes. what am i feeling? physically or emotionally? are there any distractions? how would i react to this? it helps with conveying character emotion, motives and makes the scene be more immersive. but in at same note, you don't have to give everything. focus on the most important aspect or two and the audience imagination will fill in the rest. some of the best compliments ppl have given me is they felt like they were watching a movie reading my fic (ty y'all the best) and i feel like its because of the immersive aspects in my fics which i take from my own reactions/experience. this also circles back to the point of liking your writing. because if you can convey what you are feeling well enough that you personally feel it re-reading your work, others will too. I hope these tips helped! 💕

[wetcatspellcaster]

Out of curiousity, do you have any tips for outlining and how to recover from burnout? 🫣🫣 I haven't been able to get words on a page for two months now.

hey anon!! I'm sorry to hear that.

unfortunately, I'm not the best person to ask about burnout, as I tend to try pushing through it and my current state of being (bad) tells me how well that's going for me lmfao. in response to that, my only things I can say is:

there might be a reason why you haven't been able to write for two months, and that's ok. sometimes the well runs dry and you have to wait for rain. two months is not very long and is not a personal failure.

when trying to get over burnout, i tend to pick something low-stakes, silly, and fun to begin with. either a sillier scene for a longer piece, or a piece that's disconnected from my other /serious/ projects. do something that doesn't feel like work.

As to outlining, I have a lot more advice there! so below the cut!

Outlining tips.

the way I outline my work is as follows:

I put all my big plotpoints in a document - the non-negotiables (e.g. in Pieces this was the soul jar, the nature of what ascendency is, the major character death, etc). these are the things that the story needs, to have internal consistency. if you don't have an end at this point, that's so totally fine, but it often helps if you do, because having an ending guarantees the most internal consistency of all.

I tend to outline the start first, and write to a point where I begin to get the tone of the story (in Pieces, this was up to Chapter 7, and the library, I think you can tell because there's a shift in action in this point), and then once I'm there I begin hammering down the specifics of the big plotpoints I mention above.

My outline is always literally bullet points. I start with bulletpoints of the story and its progression, and then as I begin to write in a chapter format, I might make smaller bullet points going beat by beat in a scene.

I try to give myself as much flexibility as possible, beyond the 'internal consistency' point. So while I may have bullet points for the story progression, I do not hammer down a chapter-by-chapter necessarily, because often as you are writing you find the natural breathing points/cliffhangers that will do that for you. If something ends up being longer, I am happy for it to become a chapter - same if conversation etc. that need to happen end up being too short to stand-alone.

Another type of flexibility is the ability to embellish and ad-lib. I typically outline in 'x happens' or "y talks to [side character]", or in lines of dialogue I want to include if I've been struck by inspiration. But the action is not necessarily determined (unless I've been struck down by visions) until I'm writing it. A classic was in Pieces I knew I need to have romance scenes in between plot happening, so I'd be like "something sexy happens" or "another confrontation here". Another example is I knew Orin was going to confront Astarion in an Honest Lie, and she had some goals (wanted to see if he was weak enough to be manipulated, etc.) but the holy water was added last minute when I realised I wanted more horror. Give yourself breathing room to embellish in the moment so you can have fun with it.

My final piece of advice is: know when and when not to stick to your outline! Pieces was my first popular fic as it updated, and a lot of the comments were positing things I wasn't doing. I kept to my outline then, because I knew that trying to change to please others would just fuck the story, bc the story had always been written with a certain ending in mind. So I just had to tunnel down, even if it made people unhappy - at least then, the ending wouldn't feel cheap.

BUT if you are having doubts or... if you're bored, which is the biggest writer killer, then maybe there's a way to spice up your outline. I know sometimes it's unavoidable (Iron throne, I'm looking at you), but try not to do the whole "I am writing to this one fun scene at the end"... you will probably get bored before you get there. Try to make every scene fun for you to write, if you can!!! Be silly with it, as well!

[skyshroom]

Fantasy high Junior year master post xx will update every week

!!!FANTASY HIGH JUNIOR YEAR SPOILERS, ALL FHJY SPOILERS WILL BE TAGGED #fhjy spoilers, #fantasy high junior year spoilers, #dimension 20 spoilers!!!

1. SUMMER SCARIES

Oh we are jumping straight into action

CANON NIGHT YORB DESIGN and it’s a fishy 🥺?! I’m in love

HANGVAN MINI IM GONNA CRY I missed u so much

Moggy the doggy!! I hope Adine just accumulates a truly irresponsible amount of little guys over the season

Baby mini (blursed)

Seated minis?!????

The new hangman art 🥺 puppy

Bloke mode Kristen applebees. Breakup hit you hard so sorry baby girl

After rewatching FHSY twice in preparation for this season I feel almost overwhelmed there’s so much stuff happening the set??? The battle map?? Seated and unseated minis?! I’m going into sensory overload

I need this battle music in my everyday playlist hello?

LOU’S FIRST ROLL OF THE SEASON BEING A NAT ONE (I recognize that dice)

First Beardsley 20 of the season we are so back baby

EMILY TOO LMFAO what is going on

These bits where a brand new character shows up and everyone already knows their whole deal are so fucking funny

Two Beardsley 20s!!!

This cliffhanger is going to be the absolute death of me omg what bad cheese did fig get into over the summer 👹

2. SUMMER BREAKDOWN

I’m a fool and tried to just add my live thoughts onto this post directly and lost all of it when the app crashed so lesson learned. Notes app first from here out. Anyways here are the highlights I can think of

The Ayda armor. Wow, we are so back Figayda nation

Riz hitting Fabian with the van twice is so bffs of them

Riz and Fabian are both breaking my heart already this season they are both so lonely but in such different ways ugh Fabian’s lack of connection with his mom and his security in the friend group while riz has a loving mom but feels so insecure about his place amongst his friends… zoo wee mama!!

Adine and Zayn’s friendship really means the world to me I hope that they explore it more especially now that Aelwyn bailed and left her at mordrid alone

Loving that Sklonda left the pig patrol behind hate that they’re screwing her over but what do you expect cops to do!

Gilear’s luck streak combined with fig’s weird bad luck with having to make a dex save on the stairs only to still wind up with her boot in a bucket of cement is making me nervous in a major way. And then the little blurb about doreen’s fishnet getting torn makes me think she’s got something to do with it and maybe bc Gilear was a lunch lad he is somehow connected I don’t know. I don’t know!

Kristen baby… lesbian canon event

Ayda and Arthur adventures Ayda I am praying so hard for you

The new ayda art 🥺 baby girl

[soaps-mohawk]

first of all. i’m sorry about my error english it’s not my first language dhdjsjsk. 😭😭💀

thanks god my theory was right about dr.keller wasn’t the betrayer!! it was kinda sus for me that you gave that tennis shoes detail twice i meant if it was really her it’d be too obvious lol so that cliffhanger didn’t work on me lmfaoo☝🏼🤪

and that mf who kidnapped our ‘mega was he your oc? bc i only saw one character who has the same surname but she was a woman (or i missed smth?) so i doubt it.

imo graves is still in my row that he’d be one of megas family bc mega know his scent well and it reminded to her mom stuff, but i dont think he’d be their father nor brother idk bc graves is in his 40s (reboot) so he couldn’t be ‘mega’s dad or even big brother so he might be their uncle..? or if it wasn’t like i said hmm maybe he was just an a$$h0e who pretend to get close to mega for his mission some kind of that lmfao you torture me i can’t wait for the next week and see our boys reaction. someoneneed to prepare a gold coin for charon ahrhrhrhrh

thank you very very much for ur hard work on this story i praise and love ur work with all my life !! tysm for made my day better! and pls take care of yourself ! I LOVE YOU RORY *SENDING ALL HUGS TO YOU* 🤍🤍🤍

and btw this is me every day waiting for the next sunday :

Nah I wouldn't do that to my queen. I was giving everyone a red herring for the drama and suspense lol. Gotta keep everyone on their toes somehow. Glad you saw past my cliffhanger!!! 😂

Yes!! He was a side character that I made up that was first seen in...chapter 4? Chapter 5? The chapter when 'mega punches Corporal Allen.

As far as Graves...you'll see 🤭 everything will be revealed in the next chapter, don't worry.

Aww thank you!!! I'm glad you've been enjoying my story and the pain!!

And don't worry about it, your English is fine!!! 💚💚

[irisxstardust]

2 | Shut Up

SUMMARY: You and Ellie used to be friends until one day when she decided she was done. You hadn't spoken to her since and now, five years later, you are given the unfortunate task of going on patrol with the girl. A little argument and one stalker later, you're playing her hero. But is it enough to repair the damage made to your relationship all those years ago?

A/N: i hate it but i dont. also guys sorry if its bad i literally got like disowned while writing this so im sorry if it falls off in the middle i tried lmfao. i also struggled for like a whole day trying to outline this i am so sorry LMFAOO love u anyway

CW: swearing, suggestive language, cliffhanger😇

WC: 2393

"Do you want to talk?"

You stared at her for a minute, completely dumbfounded by the sudden imposition.

"About... you know, everything?" she continued, her own eyes darting around the room looking everywhere but at you.

You stand there still, opening and closing your mouth like a fish out of water.

"It's kind of- um cold out here, if you don't mind so..."

She was tangling her fingers together again and again as you finally opened the door wider and stepped off to the side for her.

"Sorry, sorry," you finally said, letting the door swing shut. "My parents are out right now at work so we can just... talk here." You tried to laugh but it came out broken and shaky.

She nodded, also trying to chuckle lightly about the situation at hand. She took an extra moment and observed you - which made you all the more uncomfortable as you thought of the image of yourself in the mirror from earlier.

You both stood awkwardly in the doorway for a moment, just looking around and breathing heavily.

"I made cookies," you offered, nervously turning toward the kitchen. You walked lightly, almost speeding off to be in a room where Ellie was not.

She followed uncertainly, taking a deep breath as you pulled a chair out at the island for her.

You started speaking as you reached over the sink to open the window, "what do you want to talk about first?"

Ellie paused, eyes scanning the plate of cookies you placed on the table in front of her, "just... you know." She shrugged, resting her elbows on the edge of the table.

"Patrol? The party?" you suggested, trying to spark her memory and get her talking.

If she wanted to talk so bad, you were going to make her start the conversation.

"No, no. Not that. Not yet. I just... feel like I should apologize. Not about that but about that thing I said - a couple years ago. I don't know if you remember it but-"

"I remember."

You remembered it perfectly. You spent every waking minute trying to forget. You never did. No matter what you did to forget her you always remembered by morning. You picked up every possible job available to you in an attempt to at least move on a little - but by nighttime, when you were alone, it was the only thing you had to think about.

She inhaled sharply, "Thought so."

"Why do you want to apologize now?" You moved to sit down in the chair next to hers, brushing your hair back behind your ears. "I mean, isn't it a little late?"

But isn't this what you wanted?

You used to dream of the day that Ellie Williams would stop by your house to apologize - she would always join you in your room and give you a million reasons why, always give you a long, drawn out speech about how sorry she was. However, she would also admit that she was madly in love with you and that she thought of you just as much as you thought of her (which, by now, you thought was absolutely ridiculous, right?).

"It's... complicated," her eyes finally found yours as she paused. "You didn't deserve that. I was just-"

"Scared?"

She hummed, briefly looking down as a small smile tugged at her mouth, "only a little."

You chuckled, reaching for a cookie, "is that all I get? 'I'm sorry, Y/N, I was scared!'"

She laughed too, shaking her head and rubbing her forehead with her fingertips, "what else do you want?"

And you're biting back a suggestive smirk by digging your top teeth into your bottom lip, averting your eyes to the table, "I could think of a few things."

She seemingly picked up on the tone as well because when she responded she was also biting back a grin, "oh really? Like what? Care to show me some examples?"

You began to speak but laughter exploded through the room as you cut yourself off.

"I thought you had ideas, hmm?"

"Is that it, Williams? Because I am about three- no two seconds from kicking you out of my house," you threatened, little laughs laced through your words.

"Yeah, how about don't fucking call me that!" The words are harsh but her tone was playful as you both laughed.

Was it always this easy?

It felt like every time you and Ellie put the past aside - all things considered - you really got along. You made meaningful conversation and you really did enjoy her company. You fell into that same easy rhythm just as you had at the party the night prior; except this time there was no way Cat could interrupt again.

"I'll call you what I want," you finally said, "Williams."

She rolled her eyes at you while biting into a cookie, her eyes lighting up at the taste, "these are really good!"

"Thank you, oh my god," you laughed, wiping cookie crumbs off your hands. "My dad found the recipe in some old apartment a few years ago. They're snicker-doodles and I make them all the time; they're actually my favorite food ever."

That's how you spent the rest of your day; sitting right alongside Ellie, eating cookies, and cracking jokes. You did also get her to delve a little deeper and truly apologize for some of the stuff she said to you.

You were on cloud nine far after Ellie left your house, which prompted you to skip down to Dina's house to tell her all the good news.

"Dina!" you sang as bounced into her house, "I have news!"

You found Dina and Jesse resting on her couch, watching a new movie on the TV.

"Haven't you ever heard of knocking?"

"Sorry, I forgot."

She laughed, "what is so important that you need to come running into my house at four PM on a Monday? Aren't you supposed to be at the daycare helping your mom?"

"No, I didn't feel that good this morning," you sat down on her couch across from her, "but that's not the news."

"What's up?"

You bit your lip excitedly, "I talked to Ellie today."

Dina's expression stayed happy, but Jesse's changed from happiness to something similar to outright shock. "About what?" he asked.

"She just kind of apologized for all that stuff she said-"

"And you accepted it?"

"Yeah, of course. I thought it was nice I..." you trailed off.

Jesse's reaction was certainly not one you were expecting. Sure, he wasn't too excited the last time you'd talked to Ellie but even now? Even after she sought you out and went to your house with the soul purpose of apologizing to you? It still wasn't good enough for him.

"I mean it's not really about you, Jesse. She apologized to me and I accepted it. That should be enough for you."

"It is, Jesse's just being stupid," Dina finally said, smacking Jesse's knee lightly with the back of her hand. "I'm glad you guys talked it out. You talk about anything else after?"

You nodded, eyes still on Jesse's disapproving expression, "oh yeah just... normal stuff. We ate some cookies and stuff and then you know. We talked."

"Its just," all eyes turned to Jesse as he paused, "a little quick, don't you think? Does she really deserve forgiveness or do you just not care because you're head over heels for her?"

"Excuse me?"

"C'mon, we all see it. Right?" He casted a look to Dina looking for reassurance, but found none. "Oh don't tell me you've never thought about it! Hasn't Ellie told you too that-"

"Jesse, stop." The hardness in Dina's voice made Jesse stop completely, his eyes unmoving from hers.

"Hasn't Ellie told you what?" You looked between the pair, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Nothing, Jesse doesn't know what he's talking about," Dina gave Jesse a hard look before she turned back to face you dead on. "Did you want to stay the night? I found an old copy of Jurassic Park on patrol. We're only a couple minutes in if you want to stay."

It was convincing, sure, but Jesse's attitude had turned your stomach and you were no longer interested. The interaction had spoiled your happy mood, making you all the more interested in going home.

"Thanks but... I'll pass. I'll stop by another day to watch it if you want, though."

You bid your goodbyes as quickly as possible, taking a quick peak at the clock before leaving. Five minutes. You talked to Dina for only five minutes. You wanted to stay and talk all about it, you wanted to stay overnight and tell Dina how nice Ellie was; but you didn't. You left after five minutes.

The interaction at Dina's was on your mind for far longer than you would've liked. For a week straight the only thing on your mind was Jesse's words - and Ellie.

You now felt beyond awkward whenever Jesse approached you, and you began to feel the same with Dina. Why couldn't he just be happy for you? You finally got what you wanted after years and it wasn't enough?

The entire situation sat in the front of your brain - like an itch you could never scratch - until Ellie came to you one day as you were leaving the stables.

"Hey, Dina invited me to a party at Tipsy Bison. Are you coming?"

"Oh," that was new. "I didn't know there was a party."

Ellie's face twisted into one full of massive confusion, "she didn't tell you? I figured you were the first to know."

You shook your head, "I- yeah no. Never heard about it."

Ellie hesitated, "well, will you go anyway?"

"Why should I? I mean if Dina doesn't fucking want me there-"

"But I want you there."

You stopped moving completely, turning to face Ellie. "What?"

"I am inviting you to go to that party. With me. Together."

You didn't speak.

"It'll be fun; and if it isn't then we can leave. You and me."

"You and me?"

She nodded, and as you stared into her eyes the distance was no longer there. She stared into you with a certain warmth that had butterflies swirling round and round in your stomach.

"When?"

The party was only a few days away and was particularly late at night. You knew that if Dina had asked you about it you would've immediately said no.

But you couldn't say no when Ellie was looking at you so warm and full of light. It was all you'd wanted since you met her. So you agreed.

You'd spent the remaining days you had until the party to prepare yourself. You didn't dare bring it up to Dina when you met her for patrol the morning of. You didn't dare mention it to Jesse as you briefly conversed with him while putting your horse back. You just didn't mention it.

You tried to forget - but you obviously aren't very good at that - so you ended up passing some time - as you do - with the kids at the daycare.

Ellie met you outside the daycare as you exited, her hands tucked into her pants pocket as she leaned against the wall. She lit up as you walked towards her, her mouth twisting into a grin.

She walked with you on the way to the bar, her arms brushing against yours every now and again.

You anticipated seeing Dina again under the string lights, you anticipated the way she might react. I mean you were friends, you still loved her - so why were you so worried?

Besides, it wasn't really Dina’s problem anyway; Jesse was the one who was so upset about it.

The walk was short, mostly fueled by your anxiety filled speed, and you wasted no time in walking through the doors. Might as well get it over with.

You didn't see Dina for what felt like hours.

You looked for her and Jesse but you didn't find them. So you danced and you drank and you found yourself mostly preoccupied with Ellie. She definitely helped you forget about the anxiety bubbling in the pit of your stomach.

So much so, in fact, that you didn't feel anything but pure joy until you were staring Dina in the face.

“You didn't tell me you were coming!” was the first statement out of her mouth.

“Sorry. I was going to but-”

“I’m glad you came,” Dina smiled, but a certain hardness in her eyes made you second guess the response. “You didn't look too happy at the last party so I didn't want to bother you with another.”

You opened your mouth to speak but she began again.

“Who even managed to drag you here?”

You hesitated, “Ellie.”

Dina began to speak, saying something about how happy she was to hear about your friendship, but you stopped listening.

You sat in a daze for the rest of the night, trying to go back to enjoying yourself but you mostly just questioned yourself. Was there ever any issue with Dina? Why were things so awkward? Was it you?

At some point you lazily trudged off to the bathroom, hoping to just take a quiet breather and recuperate from your thoughts, but the line outside of it was enough to turn you away and send you sneaking off through the doors.

You brushed sticky baby hairs out of your face with your fingers, rubbing your eyes and breathing in deeply. You plopped down onto the ground and leaned against the wall. The streets were barren and dusky, small lamps from inside buildings illuminating the city.

After a few moments the door opened and closed and one very important person walked over to stand beside you.

“Are you feeling okay?” Ellie asked, stuffing her hands into her pockets.

“Yeah. Just a little overwhelmed.”

She hummed, “about what?”

You paused.

“Everything?”

“Everything.”

You slowly stood up, finally looking directly at her.

She had a small smirk on her face as she replied, “we all know you think too much. Stop thinking.”

You laughed, “how am I supposed to stop thinking, Williams?”

“I could think of a few ways.”

You managed to respond with, “Like what?” just as she leaned a little closer to you, her hands reaching out towards you.

“You’ll see.”

[pjo-obsessed-nerd]

sometimes valentines day really sucks lmfao i was talking to a guy 2 weeks ago, we made plans to go on a coffee date, and see a movie, and then he ghosted me. i had to go to dillons for my dad, running on 2 hours of sleep, already overstimulated, and walked into a crowd of 20 ppl all around the florist stall (which is directly in the way of our pharmacy, my destination), and then a guy came up and stood less than an inch from my back to reach for a flower that was behind my shoulder, so i started panicking. When i tried to leave, more people had come in so i literally could not get to the front doors without touching over 3 ppl at once. I literally ran out of the store crying because i was freaking out and people were staring at me. On top of that, we had no food at home that i can eat without making a fiver person meal, so i went hungry. i made brownies, burned the tops while simultaneously making the bottoms too liquidy to taste any good, let alone be safe to eat. when i went to vent to my mom, instead of being sympathetic and saying it would get better (what i needed/wanted to hear) she told me to stop bitching about it. For dinner, we had tortallini, which is normally amazing, but the tomato sauce literally made my mouth itch (Which is something i only experience when i eat citrusy foods, and im allergic to citrus, but this feeling was 10x worse), and my paycheck dropped just in time for me to get a meal from wendys before going to work on another 2 hours of sleep. The 3rd book of the series im reading (Newsflesh Trilogy by Mira Grant, it's zombies, conspiracy, journalism, tiniest bit of romance but i would die for Shaun and Bekks to kiss just one more time, go check it out if that sounds cool to u) won't be here for another week after i finished the second one on a major cliffhanger, and i haven't written anything in nearly a month. the times tamps of my book says as much. Also, i'm single, all my friends have boyfriends or girlfriends, and every guy or girl i talk to ghosts me after learning i have adhd/am working on a autism diagnosis. that, and my friends are lowkey ignoring me. on valentines day of all days, so the one group of people i'm supposed to be able to talk to when my life gets shitty the same way they talk to me when their lives get shitty have just been ignoring me for like, a week. idk what to do, cus im torn between punching a wall and curling into a ball so tight that i just POP out of existence. Anyway, sorry for the rant. if you read this far, i appreciate and love you <3

[lawomi]

From The Start - Trans!Trafalgar Law x AFAB Mink Reader

LINKTREE for Ao3, Wattpad ext.

Chapter 5 - The Wolf Listens

Law isn't the only one interested in you; he hates this fact. But you aren't the only one interested in him, either. A chapter exploring jealousy amongst Law's closest friends.

Minors DNI

LawBepo & Penguin/Reader are focuses in this chapter! Sorry for reposting this one, deleted it on accident lmfao. Next chapter may take a bit as it requires me to read Novel Law, hah.

CW's: Rape threats, Dubious Consent, Manipulation, Sex toys, Smut cliffhanger :P

Bepo yawned, stirring from his sleep to find that his captain wasn’t in bed with him. This was odd as his captain slept best with him. Law would call him over if he knew the night would be unpleasant, if he (very often) had nightmares, or if the Tang had grown too cold. He supposed his captain had gotten too hot thanks to the stuffiness of the inn, so he got up first. Bepo couldn’t help but feel guilty that he may have made Law’s night worse.

Getting up with a start when he realized what time it was, he rushed to the restroom. After, he combed down his messy fur with a thick brush, removing the gathered fur ball into the trash every so often. He tended to fill the trashcan with it, so he replaced the bag for the cleaner himself to dispose of his bag elsewhere. Once the fur that was typically visible was to his liking, he slid his signature orange boiler suit back on. Gathering up the key to the room and his and Law’s few things into his backpack, he headed downstairs to the main floor.

Shachi had insisted they— Penguin, Law, Y/N, Ikkaku and Bepo himself— should sleep at the hotel to be at the diner as early as possible. It had been a while since they’d done so and Shachi was excited to introduce Y/N to food they hadn’t had before. They weren’t the only ones with the idea as not only civilians were filling the tables, but so did the Straw Hats. Bepo could see the civilians looked nervous, clearly recognizing their notorious faces. Not to mention, there was definitely a wall lined with some of their wanted posters.

Something inside Bepo felt off when he realized Law was conversing with his childhood friend, Y/N, who looked particularly happy today. He narrowed his eyes, wondering if captain had left bed early for a different reason… He shook his furry head and walked forward, forcing a big grin as he greeted everyone, sitting beside Penguin. Penguin, notably, was resting his elbow on the table, chin in hand, staring at Law and Y/N with a grimace. They hadn’t taken notice, Law was too entangled in explaining why the bone structure of minks and humans were so similar. Ikkaku and Shachi would occasionally interject with a question or a joke. Law glared at Shachi whenever he emphasized how much of a nerd he was.

Bepo’s ears flickered in surprise when Y/N laughed. It was common to hear them laugh, they were a very giggly individual. But this was a genuine laugh, clear as day, and he watched his captain’s icy heart melt. For just a few moments, Law looked at them with a crooked smile, a smile that only Bepo ever saw. Could he be in love? No, that’s impossible. I mean, Captain has a busy life, he has no time for that, Bepo sighed through his nose. He luckily was distracted by the waiter who took their requests. As soon as they were done they left to submit the orders to the kitchen and to prepare drinks.

After the meal, Shachi, Penguin and Bepo separated from the small group. Finally, Bepo felt he could voice his concerns. What could this mean for them— if Captain was in love? Would they still look for the One Piece? Would Captain still want him around?

“Penguin,” Bepo fumbled with his fingers, he glanced up to see Penguin kick a rock clumsily, his hands were stuffed in his pockets. “Why are you so upset?”

Penguin looked up at Bepo, the speed in which made his hat flaps slap him in the face. “Gah!” he rubbed his face, his cheeks tomato red. “Fuck Bepo, don’t scare me like that.”

“I’m sorry…” Bepo looked down at the floor, classically depressed over being scolded.

Shachi leapt ahead of them, walking backwards to face them. “Isn’t it obvious, Bepo? He’s jealous! He’s in lo~ve,” Shachi teased him, predictably sending Penguin in a fury. Penguin lunged at him, ready to punch him in the face. Shachi dodged, then the two were running circles around their big bear friend.

“Jealous? Jealous of whom?” Bepo watched the two come to a halt soon enough, panting from the effort. Penguin glared at his best friend, but he stood straight to respond, patting himself down.

“No one,” Penguin tried to keep calm. “It’s not a big deal, y’know?”

“Don’t be fooled,” Shachi grinned evilly. “It’s obvious he likes Wolfy. If you…” he made a hole with his right hand, penetrating the hole with his left pointer finger, “…connect the dots, it’s pretty clear who he’s jealous of.” Shachi honorably accepted Penguin’s fist to his face this time. Although, Penguin proceeded to jump on him, forcing him to the ground and kicking up dust.

“I’m not above killing you!” Penguin snarled, punching him a second time. Bepo quickly picked his friend up by his armpits, easily raising him off of Shachi. Shachi was still laughing, his hat had been thrown off and he looked a mess. He was spent, he remained on the floor with his limbs splayed out.

“There’s no way I could compete with Captain!” Penguin blurted when Bepo put him down. “That dude’s a fucking model and my boss. Y/N deserves better than me anyhow. It’s fine! I’ll get over it. I’d be glad if that emo was happy for once, too.”

“I want Captain to be happy, too.” Bepo said, though his drooping ears betrayed him. “I wonder if Y/N would replace me.”

Penguin laughed at this, “Replace you? That’s insane. They may be a fluffy wolf or whatever but you’re way softer. You are Captain’s best friend, Bepo. No one knows as much about him as you do. And you refuse to tell us his secrets, too! You’re fluffy and you’re loyal!”

“Say,” Shachi finally got up, patting down his dirty boiler suit. “I’m asking this seriously, I swear. I mean, Y/N is a mink, right? Minks can like other races... And we can like minks, right? Do you like Captain more than you let on, Bepo?”

Bepo’s eyes widened, he glared at Shachi, but then hung his head. “I don’t know.”

“I see,” Shachi rubbed his chin. “Well, boys, whatever may happen we should support Y/N. It’s their choice in the end. Plus, we haven’t even persuaded Captain to let them join yet… If he likes them, there’s a greater chance they’ll join.”

“Or Captain will just resign the possibility entirely,” Penguin shook his head. “He’s protective of us, imagine someone he falls for? And a devil fruit user? Impossible. He’d send them to live at the best resort he could find, but keep them here? No way!”

The three friends laugh dryly. Maybe this was worse than they thought. “Should we,” Shachi offered, “Break them up, then…?”

The Heart Pirates gathered on the deck of the Polar Tang. They stood in their assigned positions, waiting for Law to come out of his office to evaluate their work. Uni was in charge of keeping track of purchases, so he was to provide the receipts. The others would have to explain and correct any excess or missing items purchased with the Heart’s funds. Meanwhile, the three samurai and the four Straw Hats stood in the back or leaned on the railings. Zoro was already asleep, as usual.

“I can’t go out like this!” Came a muffled voice from behind the Tang’s main entrance. Everyone looked on expectantly, finally seeing the door open. Law’s scarlet face could be seen clearly as he walked out, dressed in all black; black shoes, black jeans, black long sleeve shirt, all black save for his signature hat. Y/N was clinging to his back in human form, grinning and wagging their tail. Law let out a long, exasperated sigh.

“Are ya’ll dating now?!” Several voices asked this at once.

“NO!” Law barked, Y/N’s cheek was rubbing against his ear. “She’s a mink. What do you want me to do about it?! Whatever, get on with it. Uni-ya, come forward please.” Still flustered, Law did his best to hide his face behind the brim of his hat. Y/N stared at the paper, remaining calm enough to allow him to read. Predictably, the crew and guests were snickering in the meantime.

After clarifying a few things, Law seemed satisfied with their stock. “This should get us to Wano. Meanwhile, I had some new clothes tailored for us. Modify them to your heart’s content, but remember we must resemble Wano’s civilians, especially everyone guaranteed to enter Wano. Understood?”

As the Heart’s scattered to prepare the ship to dive, Bepo walked over to Law. He had a sour look on his face, his black lip jutting out in a pout. Law glanced up from the paper he was reading, raising an eyebrow at him. “What is it, Bepo?”

“Omi, you can’t just cling on to Captain all day,” Bepo had ignored Law. Y/N perked up, not removing their arms from around Law’s neck.

“Bepo, are you jealous?” Law smirked, eye brows raised in surprise. “Relax, it’s fine. My dignity was already shot. They’re hardly heavy to me.”

“What about me then? Can I do that?” Bepo frowned, crossing his arms.

The couple laughed, Law grinned at Bepo. “Quit being cute. I could carry you, but uh… Not only would you be heavier, I’d have trouble navigating with my face covered by those big arms of yours.”

Bepo’s fur was pink. “Tsk, whatever. Well, you said you aren’t partners, right? Are they your new favorite mink? You didn’t even sleep the whole night with me!”

It was Law’s turn to grow red, “Yeah, well sometimes I just can’t sleep, okay! I needed some air. You know this!”

You think back to the hotel. Law had snuck himself to your room— he had purposefully gotten you your own— and ended up in your arms shortly after. You were both shirtless, but nothing happened beyond casual dry humping and French kissing. It left you awake, that was for sure. Both of you had gone to breakfast first after taking turns in the shower; it was disappointing that Law wanted to shower alone. You didn’t understand why he didn’t want to show you what he’d already shown you! You weren’t going to force it, though.

At the moment, you yawned thinking about your bed bunk. Law glanced toward you, “Anyway, we should head inside. We need to take off. Right, navigator?” Law looked at Bepo with an authoritative gleam in his eye.

Bepo sighed and raised his hand to his forehead in salute, “Aye aye, Captain.” He waited for Law to turn and enter first before following.

The Tang was soon ready to sink into the sea and continue it’s journey. It was mid morning by now, the crew had to make sure the Tang was in tip top shape before departing. Bepo, Penguin and yourself are assigned to work with Clione to prepare lunch now that the sub was on the move.

It was a little awkward. Bepo was avoiding you, he had gone to fetch some ingredients in the pantry. You were asked to cut some vegetables, which you weren’t great at, so Penguin decided to help you. Shyly, he leaned behind you and guided your hands, showing you how he properly cut each slice. You smile at him in thanks, making him blush. You lean in to give him a peck on the cheek, to which he melts and rests his chin on your shoulder.

“You’re quite submissive,” you tease him, a sly grin on your face.

“Huh?!” Penguin stood straight again and shook his head. “N-no! I mean, I can dom. Aha… What were we talking about again?” He pulled at his boiler suits collar, unbuttoning it to get some cool air.

You busied yourself with slicing and dicing various veggies for the meal. You wanted to give Penguin some space as he seemed uncomfortably flustered. He hovered around you, making sure you were okay. Occasionally you heard him stop, distracted by his thoughts, then suddenly begin working again. You can’t help but laugh, relishing in your work. Once Bepo returned with the spices work flowed faster, Penguin made extra effort to stay focused. Bepo continued ignoring you for now, until lunch was ready.

Law, surprisingly to his friends, was one of the first to arrive to lunch. He leaned over the counter and addressed you, to Penguin’s dismay, and gently touched your hand as he thanked you for helping, despite not being a Heart Pirate. A sleazy grin adorned his face as he stared at you.

“Hey, Captain!” Bepo half shoved you out of the way. “We have grilled fish, aren’t you happy? Penguin did a great job prepping the fish.”

Law smirked and scoffed, “Heh, yeah Bepo. Thank you, too, Pen’.” Of course, shoving you only resulted in you walking over to touch Law’s arm, causing him to admire you again. Bepo frowned, furrowing his brows in annoyance.

“Hands off,” Bepo couldn’t help it. “I’m his mink, not you.”

You laugh, “Oh, I’m so sorry, Bepo. I never meant to upset you.” You back away a few paces. Law gave Bepo a neutral faced pout, raising an eyebrow in question.

“Omi~,” Penguin mimicked the name he heard Bepo call you on occasion. He placed his hands on your forearms from behind, then guided you towards the table. “C-come sit with me, leave them be, yeah?” He could feel Law’s glare burning the back of his head.

You couldn’t contain yourself, amazed that you had caused a rift between the friends. You’d have to have a conversation with Law about this and avoid any more conflict. It wasn’t your intention to cause jealousy, you simply didn’t understand it. You sidestep away from Penguin, gently touching his arm to let him know to stop. You look over at Bepo who was focused on Law.

“Why would you want to replace me,” Bepo teared up, his anger showing with bared teeth.

“I wasn’t trying to replace you, Bepo…” Law stared up at his giant friend. “Nothing can replace our bond. I’d sink anyone who got in our way. But, you can’t stop me from having other relationships,” Law’s eyes widened in surprise thinking back to what you said about having more than one partner. He stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Bepo didn’t seem convinced. “Yeah, well, they’re replacing me as the person you sleep with—”

“—You really need to stop phrasing it like that, Bepo—”

“I’ve slept with you since you were little, when we lived with Wolf! I care that you don’t have those night terrors…” Bepo covered his snout. “Oh… Right.” Penguin and Shachi burst out laughing in unison. You couldn’t help but laugh, too, but you cover your mouth and try to stifle it.

Law’s face was on fire. He stood up and jabbed a finger at Bepo accusingly. “You can’t just tell everyone that!”

“This isn’t everyone! It’s Penguin & Omi!” he held his arms to his sides, hands balled into fists. It was rare to see Bepo yell at the captain.

You walk to Law and place a hand on his shoulder. He whirls his head around and grits his teeth at you, but calms as he realizes it wasn’t Penguin. He scoffed defiantly, blush apparent on his cheeks, “I don’t have time for this shit. I’m having lunch in my office,” Law walked over to pick his plate off the table, place a few onigiri and fish on his plate, then stepped out. As though on queue, the others arrived only to dodge Law, watching him in confusion as he headed for his office.

Bepo sighed, glaring at you.

“After lunch, can we talk?” you say to him, simple and straight to the point. His eyes widen in surprised and after deliberating a short time he nods. You needed to explain how your relationships worked or you would ruin the sweetest relationship on this sub. Bepo was important to you, too. Seeing that little cub you knew as a child in him at every turn made you want to protect him. If he loved Law, you needed to know, and you would support it.

The lunch was easier once you were all settled. You tried to act normal, enjoying your time with Robin on one side of you and Penguin on the other. Penguin seemed jealous of how you interacted with Robin as well, so you invited him to talk to you later, too. He seemed nervous after you asked, as though he was panicking that you knew. It was painfully obvious.

Valuing communication in relationships is important and necessary. Maybe Bepo is sold on this idea I’m trying to take Law away…, you think as you walk towards the Tang’s library. You decided it was here you would talk, while everyone was busy elsewhere. Bepo awaited you patiently, fumbling with his paws while in deeply conflicted thought. Did he love the captain? He still wasn’t sure. This could ruin everything.

“Hello, Bepo,” you smile at him, walking over to sit beside him. He frowned and glanced away, nervous of your confidence.

“Hello, Y/N.”

“I need to explain what’s going on between Law and I. Are you okay with that?”

“I feel like I already know, but sure.” Bepo wrinkled his nose at you.

“We… are friends with benefits,” you point out. “It’s just for fun. We aren’t in a romantic relationship, but it’s a new dynamic and so… Law is excited to show affection.”

Bepo raised an eyebrow at you. “Captain isn’t someone who shows affection publically…”

“The crew already assumed things when I was hanging off his back,” you chuckle, picturing the flustered Law accepting his fate. “Besides, I’m the one initiating it first.”

Bepo seemed quizzical. The fact Law allowed them on his back at all told him otherwise. He wasn’t sure how to go about explaining. He knew very little about sex in general nor relationships. Law had taught him the basics, but he wasn’t sure how to word what he suspected.

You twiddle your own fingers now, “He… is a bit jealous of Penguin, though.”

“What about Nico Robin?” Bepo’s ears perked. “I noticed his disappointment when you’re cuddling her. Zoro as well, when he tries to defend you.”

You rub your chin. You aren’t one to be oblivious, but Law was enigmatic. You didn’t want to tell Bepo outright that Law enjoyed dominance. If he didn’t own you, it didn’t feel as fun. Maybe there was a romantic element to it, but he won’t even let you join the crew, let alone ask for a committed relationship. You couldn’t see him loving you.

Bepo sighed, trying to release awkward tension. “Well, whatever the case may be… If he likes you, he could replace me. If he likes you, he’ll want to sleep with you often. You will become his comfort, not me.”

You stare at the ground, unsure what to say. You couldn’t reassure him, since that was entirely in Law’s hands. “If it helps, Bepo…” you lean back into the soft couch, running your hands along your thighs. “I am polyamorous. I date more than one person. I do not think Law could ever want to share… So I cannot make this relationship any deeper. Do you get what I mean?”

Bepo’s expression softened. “Oh… I’ve never thought of that. I don’t understand, but I see that Captain could be incompatible with you. Thank you for telling me. Although, now I worry this could break Captain’s heart,” he stifled a laugh, much happier overall. “I don’t want him to get hurt… If that’s how this works, though, then you’d want time with others giving Captain plenty of time with me as well. I suppose I feel relieved, so, thank you,” he paused a second and gave you a dirty look, “Though if you do hurt Captain, I’ll punish you myself.”

You grin, giving him a big hug. With a start he returned the cuddling. “Garchu!” you muffle your words in his fur. His giggle vibrated through your body, it felt genuine. You hoped that this would stop his jealousy from escalating any further; his love was too important to you and too important for Law. Next, you would have a talk with Penguin.

“And where are you off to?” Law stood in the hall as you walked towards the library the second time that day. He was standing towards the center of the hall, coyly blocking your path. You roll your eyes at him, but your smile is persistent.

“I’m just going to see Penguin,” you say honestly, tone soft. However, you can’t seem to make eye contact. His eyes bore into you, you felt a fiery envy radiating from him. This, too, was a relationship you didn’t want to ruin for him. Even if his feelings were out of your control.

“Let’s go together,” Law commanded, his air of authority suffocating. “I don’t want you alone with him.”

You snarl, your skin crawls, feeling as though you’ve been violated. “I told you the truth, sir. I want you to respect my privacy, sir.”

Law let out a howling laugh. He was grinning, although his eyes told you he could hurt you. “You don’t tell me what to do, love. I go where I please on my submarine.”

“Save the dismembering for the bedroom,” you retort. “I’m just going to explain that you and I aren’t in a relationship, but if he feels a certain way, it likely won’t work out.”

Law furrowed his eyebrows, grimace darkening his face. “And if you’re lying to me?”

Your heart was racing now. “The fuck do you mean by that? Am I a whore to you?” You notice Law’s grip on his Kikoku falter.

Law grit his teeth in anger, he reached forward and took your jaw in hand firmly, forcing you to look into his eyes. “Anything you say to him you can say to me. I let you stay here. I want to fuck you. You aren’t dating nor fucking my crewmates.”

You hiss, his grip felt like it’d bruise you. An involuntary heat pooled in your stomach; you curse yourself. God, he was hot when he was angry. But the things he said felt like a personal attack.

“Later, I’ll finally take you,” Law said, voice rich and smooth in your ear, “And I’ll mark you. And I’ll break you.” He let you go. Both of you glare at one another for a moment before Law turns around. “It’s up to you, though. Fuck this up and I won’t. Stay away from me and I won’t chase you.” He began walking in stride to his library. You stagger after him, the haze of rage and desire swirling in your head.

“Penguin,” Law opened the library’s door. His friend panicked, causing him to jump up from his seat and drop the book he was reading.

“C-Captain,” Penguin saluted. He dropped his arm when he saw you, “Y/N?” You roll your eyes again, arms crossed tightly to signal to Penguin you hadn’t planned this. Penguin pressed his lips into a line, looking up at Law who stood quite close, intimidatingly so.

“You came to talk to Y/N, I see? Well, go ahead. What are we talking about?”

Penguin narrowed his eyes at Law, “Erm… We planned this for us two. It’s not that you shouldn’t hear, Cap’, but… It has nothing to do with—”

“It has everything to do with me,” Law countered, now sitting coolly on the round couch that wrapped around the center pillar of the room. “Out with it.” Penguin clicked his tongue, tensing his jaw.

You walked up to him and began, with a clear voice, “I don’t want to date a single person on this ship. And by that I mean, I don’t date individuals, I date in multiples. I’m polyamorous.”

Penguin looked surprised, at first unable to open his mouth. “I,” Penguin began, slowly, “I would do anything for you.”

A blush spreads across your cheeks, as hard as you tried to maintain confidence. You glance at Law, who’s face was hidden under the brim of his hat.

“I know it’s soon,” Penguin admitted, “but I’m in love with you, Y/N.” It took an absurd amount of courage to say this in front of Law. Law was now standing, which caused Penguin to shiver. “C-Captain!” he turned to him, “I don’t need to date them. I just wanted to let it out,” he held his hands in front of him, “I’m not leaving this crew. I’m not choosing them over you,” he got to his knees and bowed his head, forehead touching the ground. “Please forgive me!” Tears began to flow down his face and onto the floor.

Law seemed to soften. “Penguin,” he crouched and placed a hand on his shoulder firmly, coaxing him to straighten himself. “As your captain, my goal is your earned respect. Don’t fear me that way. You’re one of my closest, most trusted friends. No one stands between us.”

Penguin pulled his own hat down over his face. He was sobbing, tears flowing and chest heaving. “I-I’m sorry, Captain.”

You watch the scene unfold, unsure what to do. Penguin had just confirmed this meant you were unable to reciprocate even if you wanted to. Although you had mixed feelings, an undeniable warmth filled you knowing Law was just being stubborn and did not plan to cut Penguin off or treat him like a traitor.

Law focused on Penguin, guiding him to stand back up. He sighed through his nose, conflicted on what he himself should do. He wasn’t accustom to relationships like these and he hadn’t realized it could cause rifts between his friends and himself. Should he allow Penguin to ask if you reciprocate or should he end this meeting immediately? Should he give the two of you privacy? Jealousy still crawled along his skin. He didn’t like this feeling at all. Y/N was driving him insane, he didn’t know if he loved them. Penguin was inspiring and Bepo had made him question, too… Was being poly viable? Should he share? Did he want to explore others, too?

“Okay, I trust you both,” Law whispered quietly. “I’ll leave you two alone to finish this.” He smiled at Penguin, who’s red teary face just got redder. “Be wise,” he teases his friend, “I don’t want to regret my choice.”

As Law left the room, you approached Penguin and gently take his hand. You smile widely, gently kissing his knuckle. Penguin was still recovering, rubbing his eyes. He was scarlet thanks to your attention. Unsure what to say, he silently watches you, turning his hand to cup your cheek.

“I don’t feel the same,” you say softly. His hands falls from your face, his lip quivers as he holds back more tears. “But,” you hold his face, gently wiping tears away. “Would you be happy if we had sex? That way, you can enjoy me without that commitment.”

Penguin was so flustered, overflowing with emotion, his throat was tight. He smiled shakily, then shook his head. “I won’t use you like that,” he croaked out.

You take his face and press a deep kiss to his lips. The taste of salty tears and his warm, soft lips makes you lick them. His hands wrap around your waist, reciprocating the kiss, despite how fast and hard his heart was beating. He felt light headed, but he chose to focus on the kiss. After a few moments of this, you had backed him up to sit down again and sat on his lap. He was hard, his member poking at your core.

“Wait,” Penguin slowly parted the kiss. “I… I don’t want to do this,” he rubs his damp cheek again with his wrist. “You’re… gorgeous, but… We need protection and… I don’t think Law wanted us to do this. I don’t want to upset him.” He glanced down longingly at your chest, shivering as he adjusted himself, his dick rubbing up against your heat. “I-I really want to, but, I can’t.”

You smile, kiss his cheek and stand, reaching a hand out to help him up. “You’re right…” you glance away. “I… do like you, actually, but you’re right. I want to love Law and I want him to feel satisfied before I choose anyone else.”

Penguin nods, a happy, drunk grin spread across his face. “I-I’m glad that you like me,” he whispered. “I think Law really likes you. I think that idiot is in love, too. He won’t show it to you easily, we live a dangerous life, y’know.”

You nodded, giggling slightly at his expression. “Y-yes. I’ll figure it out. I can move on from the both of you if things don’t work out, I promise you.”

Law was out of his office, active around the ship, making note of what needed to be done. His eyes would fall on you whenever he passed you, be it with Robin or Ikkaku or both. You could see a distrust in those yellow orbs; a longing, a hunger. He would be waiting tonight. He was clearly anticipating it. You wonder, based on his early behavior, if he still wanted to hate fuck you.

The idea was remarkably arousing. You liked mean. You liked a bit of pain. You worried, though, if he ever was sincere—as other pirates would be—on wanting to own you. He probably meant it in a possessive monogamous way, sure, but how he spoke earlier felt as though he didn’t respect your humanity. Did he have the urge to enslave you? Maybe in his darkest fantasies, he made you do what he wanted. The thought made you hot, it also made you sick. He could easily just switch around and do what he wanted. He was so much stronger than you.

“Wolfy,” Robin gently stroked your hair, making sure to adjust some away from your face and scratch behind your ear. “You seem nervous.” She leaned near your face, smirking sweetly. You both sat on the women’s quarters couch.

She was right. You felt pressured. Even though he was dreamy, even if he was just your type, you feared he’d stop talking to you if you failed to show your face. This was a forceful situation. You’d have to trust that he would stop if you told him to.

“I’m fine, Ms. Nico,” you grin as brightly as you could, given the circumstances. “I’m sorry, what were we talking about?”

“Oh,” Robin laughed softly, “Yes, I was telling you about Ikkaku coming to bed soon; she was busy helping Uni with a broken pipe. We can wait until she arrives, but you seem tired. Maybe you should rest now.”

Anxiously, you run your nails along your upper arms. You changed form, hunching your longer body forward. You felt safer like this, stronger like this. Many arms surrounded you; Robin used her ability to give you an all encompassing hug. She enjoyed the feel of your mink.

“I miss Chopper,” Robin said absentmindedly. You glance up, seeing her bright eyes come closer. “Tell me what’s wrong,” she coaxed.

“It’s private,” your black lips curve into a weak smirk. “I can take care of it myself, but I appreciate your willingness to help. Law wants to see me tonight, though, so…” you hesitantly add.

“Hm… I see,” Robin nods, skeptical of your secrecy. “Well… You know I can eavesdrop if you need help, right?”

“He-He’s not dangerous!” You stammer, not wanting the conversation to continue in this direction. “Thank you, Robin.” You blush deeply as she kisses your cheek, rubbing her face into your cheek fur.

“If he does not respect you, make as much noise as you can. Even if his crew will do nothing, the Straw Hat pirates will fight for you,” Robin purred. She backed away and released her technique, the flower petals distract you for a few seconds as they whittled away mid air.

You sigh and stand. “Thank you. I should go now before Ikkaku talks me out of it,” you chuckle half heartedly. Turning back to your human form, you wave at Robin as you walk out of the room. Robin waves in return, watching your tense back with slight concern. She trusted Trafalgar Law, so she would not make a move until a problem was apparent.

The halls were still bustling with activity as the crew finished up their tasks. Law was nowhere to be seen, as expected. You jump when a flash of blue passed through you. Law’s Room ability. None of his crew expressed concern, accustom to their captain monitoring their activity at certain points of the day. There was a curfew on the Tang, so it wasn’t surprising to them. As you neared the door to his quarters, this area of the Tang rather quiet, you take deep breaths to calm yourself before attempting to knock.

Inside, Law had activated his ability for another specified purpose. He wanted to know where you were. Relief washed over him when he saw you in the hall walking towards him, thus he proceeded with the rest of his inspection of his crew. Penguin was on task cleaning, he noted, and so was Bepo. Shachi and Franky were helping Ikkaku and Uni. They had finally fixed the pipe someone had accidentally damaged that day, so Shachi and Franky were cleaning up.

The samurai were also making themselves busy cleaning as they liked to do among the crew, wrapping up their own tasks and heading for the guest quarters. Usopp was already in the men’s quarters, finishing up an artwork he’d been painting. Zoro was sleeping in the helm room, he liked to help keep watch with the Heart Pirates already tasked for night watch as he slept most of the day anyhow. Law couldn’t help but value him as Zoro easily put any sea kings that disturbed them in their place.

Outside of the room, you lift a hand only for the bolted door to open, revealing a shirtless Law. He stared down at you with a neutral expression, tall and intimidating. As you usually did, you brush your fingers along his tattoos, coaxing a smirk to form on his face. With slight force, he grabs your arm and pulls you inside, closing the door behind you.

In a whirlwind, Law was on top of you. He had pushed you onto the bed, locked himself between your spread legs, and kissed your lips roughly, forcing his tongue through. You whine, trying to breathe as all your senses are overwhelmed. He pressed your hands into the sheets, fingers laced together, and he roughly humped your core.

“You’re mine,” he growled as he parted the kiss. He freed one of his hands and grabbed your chin roughly. “Don’t you want to belong to me?” he bit under your ear, sucking the skin so the blood would collect.

“No,” you finally squeak, although it became a moan as he sucked hard and slammed his hips into yours.

“You know the safe words,” Law licked at the hickie he left. He rubbed his core into yours and you suddenly realize something.

You glance down to see an especially large bulge in his pants. A little confused, you adjust yourself, wrapping your legs around his waist to bring him closer. The tent was hard and didn’t bend as easily as you’d expect. “Is that a dildo?” You gently pinch his ear to make him stop biting your neck.

“Yeah,” he responded, his voice husky and rough by now. “You want it now?”

“Red,” you whisper. He stops and pushes himself up with both arms to look at you.

“What?” he frowned. “You don’t like straps?”

“I need to talk to you,” you state firmly. Fear boiled inside you, your hands gripped his wrists tightly.

Although he was clearly displeased, he got off of you instantly. He helps you sit up and sits down beside you, making the bed jolt. “What is it?” he demanded.

“Am I… a person to you?” You shiver, not looking at him now.

“I told you already,” Law sounded a tad annoyed. “No matter what form you’re in you’re still you. … I say nasty things when I’m jealous, alright.”

Your eyes land on his face again. He was flustered, looking anywhere but at you. “You were that jealous I was going to talk to Penguin?” You knew, you just needed him to admit it a bit clearer.

His defiant eyes narrowed at you, moving in close so his breath mingled with yours. “I don’t like sharing. We aren’t partners, but you’re on my ship. You can touch who you want once you’ve left.” His large inked hand slipped on top of yours, squeezing it tight.

You found yourself kissing him, tongues rubbing together. Your free hand runs up his thigh and grips his tent, making him moan in your mouth. You part the kiss, curiously locking eyes with him, then glancing down.

“It’s a fun toy,” Law grinned wickedly. “It doesn’t need a belt. It has an egg attached that fits inside me, typically called a strapless dildo. Has a nice textured padding to rub my dick against, too.”

“So,” you giggle, pinching his chin, “You seem to have some extensive knowledge on uncommon toys, don’t you? Do you have a collection?”

He stuck his tongue out playfully, “I do love having various collections. I always want to explore.”

This felt so intimate. Law was being honest, vulnerable, nothing how you expected since he faced you in front of the library. You weren’t in danger, you weren’t in need of help. Still, you felt weary of him. He was still stronger than you. He still had abilities you couldn’t dream up. It made you worried you could step on an eggshell during a conversation. You knew nothing about him.

“Tell me,” you whisper, stroking his hair and sideburns, “Tell me about yourself, won’t you?”

Law reached for you, hooked his thumbs in your pants and forced you both to fall onto your sides. You blush, laughing at his suggestive eyebrow wiggles. He reaches up and squeezes both your wolf ears, stroking them inside, making you shutter. He waited for you to relax, before finally speaking.

“You have more questions, huh? Always curious. Why do you need to know? You could waltz off and spread rumors, reveal my darkest secrets to the world,” he bit your lip, still grinning as you bit him back.

“Why are you so paranoid?” you press your lips against his and blow a raspberry. He sputters in surprise.

“Hey!” He pushes your face away with his right hand. You giggle and raspberry into the palm of his hand. Law’s heart was fluttering, his face burning up. His perturbed expression becomes a loving, serene smile, truly appreciating that you could play at a moment like this.

“Are you in love with me?” It was a blunt question. You whispered it into the palm of his hand, your eyes closed as you kissed it. Your fingers rub along where you knew his tattoos decorated his fingers.

Law didn’t respond. He stared at your actions, his golden eyes become a somber, amber color. You peak at him, opening one eye as his fingers close around your face, gently running down your cheeks until he pinched your jaw loosely, tracing your lower lip with his thumb.

Giggling, your hands wraps around his hand. “You’re bad at this,” you tease.

“What about you?” He interjected. “Are you in love with me?”

“I don’t know,” you admit, the smile never leaving your face. “You make me exceptionally happy,” you grin wider, “You’re so fascinating. Being this handsome is a bonus to me…”

His thumb traces your smile, playfully hooking his thumb at the end. You complain with some grunting. He laughs softly at you, pinching your cheek. A few moments pass and he stretches his arms, one under your head and the other around your waist. Again, you are kissing, though this time his lips simply pecked you, then pressed yours firmly in passion, holding the pressure with his eyes closed. Your heart thuds against your chest and you feel his thundering as well, resting your hand on his chest above it, rubbing the skin tenderly. You supposed this was his answer.

[youredreamingofroo]

Ya'll... I think I might start a new story, I have a... basic concept of what I want it to be like, and I already have a name (under the impression that I don't suddenly do a 180), I just need to do like... all the writing and make the characters LMFAO It's gonna be a little on the dreary side and dark (which is the kind of writing/genre i aspire to write about, also means I'm gonna have to redo my personal reshade that ive been cooking for like... 3 or 4 months... 😭)-

in the meantime, I might start working on gussying up my navi post (and by gussy up, i mean completely redo) because as nice as it is, it's, idk, a little outdated (i guess), I have an idea for a new theme except i'm either going to a) put it in the drafts and wait til I start the new story to post it so the info is all there or b) make it and then post it and when i start the new story, edit it and put the tags and stuff in for the story.

ALSO might do a name change cuz... this name came from WAYYY before i joined simblr, and its got a charm to it, but i dont rlly like it anymore,, it just dont sit with me the same way that it used to lmao

*(writing this after i posted cuz i forgot to say this - its under the cut and in regards to NSB with the new story - it also kinda turned into a rant lmfao) TL:DR for ppl who don't wanna read my stupid fucking rant: NSB is prob gonna go on a hiatus regardless of if i start a new story, cuz as much as I love it, it's started to feel like a chore and less of smth i enjoy (even tho, like I said, I rlly enjoy/love it) Sorry to my NSB enjoyers out there.

regarding NSB, yes it will probably go on hiatus when making this story bec writing is already kinda exhausting for me as well as editing and NSB has progressively became more and more story-driven than gameplay-driven, and especially after these three days, im kinda burnt out from NSB, i know i just left it off on a cliffhanger with the new baby, but to be honest, I don't wanna deal with another child, i barely get by dealing with the four, and dealing with toddlers> are so fucking annoying cuz of the Sim AI, which in and of itself is just demotivating, i do REALLY love not so berry, i love the story ive created with it, but i guess im just tired of playing the same generation for so long, not to mention the fact that i made it a rags to riches challenge, i know i didnt have to but i prefer to, and bc of that, i havent been able to properly decorate, and i dont really wanna go back on myself, if i decide to continue NSB, i will probably take the RTR rules away since its so annoying to deal with having like, 1000 simoleans all the damn time. Also, i've been planning what to do for generation 3 since catty gave birth, but i had to put NSB on a hiatus bc of a stupid glitch and was only recently able to start it up again, and I still havent moved onto the next gen. I kinda lost the plot with that rant, but basically, NSB will probably go on hiatus, regardless of the new story, I've been wanting to dwell more on Roo and his whole story and the people in his universe and after a bit, NSB has started to, as much as I love it and the storytelling and whatever, feel like a chore, which kinda hurts to say, but its true. Sorry to any of my not so berry enjoyers out there