#sorry if these are more funny than serious but I really like number 2 the best;;

[cube-cumb3r]

BELOW: DOES ROCK-PAPER-SCISSORS ANSWERS CORRELATE WITH OVERALL FORM RESPONSE BEHAVIOR???

Answer: maybe? idk

Here's the results for ROCK PAPER SCISSORS!

Firstly, rock is the most popular choice, for some reason. Wonder why?

Secondly, if you ended up in the time-loop section of the form you got asked "rock, paper, scissors" again, and were prompted to try and win against your previous response.

77% of responders won against themselves, 20% of people tied with themselves and 2.9% (actually only one person) lost. Responders generally won at the same rate regardless of what their initial pick was, (though an insignificantly higher %age people who picked "paper" at the start won, yet also the only person who lost against themselves also had also picked paper initially? Weird.)

Can we conclude anything from this? Probably not, other than the fact it seemed that the type of person who progressed far enough into the form to get this question, was also more likely the type of person to pay attention to what they were answering enough to win against themselves.

On an unrelated note, while writing this I was pondering whether there is a certain type of person that is more likely to pick rock, paper or scissors? And when I googled it, I got this extremely unhelpful result. Thanks World Rock Paper Scissors Association, why didn't I think of that before !

Back on topic. is there anything else we can wring out of this rock-paper-scissors question?

Well, it seems that maybe generally people overall are more likely to pick "rock", and least likely to pick "scissors", which is interesting given it's a "random" question with "meaningless" answers. It could maybe be explained by two things.

1, "Rock, paper, scissors" is one of the few questions where order of the response options isn't shuffled to show in a random order. So maybe more people just picked the first option.

2, Perhaps there is a certain type of person that is more likely to pick "rock" that is slightly over-represented in my sample, and a certain type of person that is more likely to pick "scissors" that is slightly under-represented in my sample.

3. it's a combination! Perhaps there's a certain type of person that is more likely to pick the first option out of a "random" question, and vice versa.

So what kind of person are these rock, paper and scissor warriors? Well, if we look at their self-rated personalities:

I've truncated the y-axis at 2.5 to make the differences more visible, but it also makes the differences look much more dramatic than they are, in reality the differences are pretty small.

I suppose the most notable differences are that Paperers perceive themselves to be more skeptical (misspelled in graph, don't worry about it) and more confident, while Rockers rate themselves as more silly and more intelligent, the latter I find funny because while Rockers perceive themselves to be more intelligent, they also on average performed the worst in the quiz questions LOL! (<- neither of these differences are statistically significant btw, but it does make me giggle!!!). Paperers also rate themselves as more serious and less intelligent than the other two groups do. Not sure what to make of that.

But self-rated "personality points" are pretty subjective and vague numbers, so is there any difference in actual HARD OBJECTIVE NUMBERS?

No, sorry one more thing. People who picked "rock" also had a higher " avg rock-edibility" score that I mentioned in my prior post, which is SOOOO CLOSE to being statistically significant, but alas it's not. I can sadly not conclude with confidence that on average people who pick "rock" in "rock-paper-scissors" also want to eat rocks, but I really wish I could...

But what can I conclude (maybe)?

People who answered "Rock" on average answered LESS questions than people who picked "Scissors" or "Paper" (on average 16 questions less), which is a statistically significant difference, while people who picked "Scissors" answered MORE questions (on average a whopping 28 questions more), which was also a statistically significant difference.

(t-test results for those who care below, I know it looks like the differences are "flipped" btw, it's just because of what happened to be defined as µ1 in the tests)

So maybe it's not an entirely unreasonable assumption to assume the type of person who clicks the first response in a seemingly meaningless question, is also the type of person to submit the form early and people who pick the last response are more likely to try and see the form through til the end (while people who pick the middle response are somewhere in the middle?)

Not the whole story apparently.

Scissorers were much more likely end up in a timeloop compared to Rockers and Paperers, so while they are diligent form-answerers they are clearly also much more reckless and not agreeable enough for the malevolent Google Form Cube to offer them the secret Password. I can also say that the craziest outliers in character count for free-form questions were from them, Scissorers are writing NOVELS in my google form?!

The mysterious and seemingly not very notewordy Paperers were the ones who on average were the most successful at finding the secret section. Perhaps a person who picks the middle option on a random question is the type to give their answers a bit more thought, and to google their form a bit more cautiously.

Now this of course, was only on a first run, it's not impossible that someone might end up in the good ending on their second, or third, (or fourth, or fifth,) try. (Also, unlike the section prior, these differences are not statistically significant and could just be due to randomness.

Oh but also, and this one is statistically significant, people who responded "paper" at the start on average rated the form worse than any other group. Perplexing.

Did we learn anything? I'm not entirely sure we did.

Does anyone want to do my new google form

[fillinforlater]

Monday of Appreciation: Part 100

Hello everyone, Smite here!

100

Let's celebrate this big number and even bigger achievement with a massive a mount of stories that I have compiled over a bunch of weeks now. 10 in total by 9 writers including all kinds of idols (most are meta, sorrry (not sorry)).

However, first off, I want to say thank you to the interest in support this series has gathered. Thank you all very much for liking and reblogging and sometimes even commenting, it means the world to me. Most of the times, I regard this series as a big success.

I need to say it again though that this is the final regular MoA post. For 100 weeks straight I have gathered between 3 and 11 stories from our community, the only reason/motivation being: Appreciation to those that I really like and want to support. Sadly sometimes, MoA has been seen as something like an seal of approval or rather the "not-inclusion" as a seal of disapproval. This has never been the case or my intention.

With that said, MoA is not dead and will never be dead until I'm dead. New parts will randomly pop up and I will gush over another way idol X has been... written. Until then, stay awesome and feel free to go back to the older parts of this series.

These are the final 10 stories on the regular series of Monday of Appreciation:

-1-

@gangplanksorenji: Do you think you are forgiven? ft. Sakura

Reading smut like this and knowing it was written by Orenji of all people still makes my mind boggle. This is unfiltered smut, set up perfectly (especially with the homage to LSFM's latest comeback). All in all great, especially with the non-focus then back-focus on Sakura.

-2-

@coldfanbou: Culmination ft. Somi

This fic is the finale of the ultimate Somi-bimbo-self-sex-slave series. No, I'm serious, you couldn't go further if you wanted to. It also explains why OC is so hesitant to go after her. Also, NTR, but it's so over the top that it kinda flew under my radar. Somi's hotness is melting our minds, isn't it.

-3-

@lustspren: California Love ft. Soyeon, Minnie

The first time I saw these outfits, I kneeeew someone HAD to write a fic about them, either idol x idol or include an OC and oh boy, lustspren delivered. This has quite the excessive set up, all edging leading up to that hotel room scene that does it all justice. To say it with the words of Mister Smith: "That's hot."

-4-

@smuttysabina: Owning Aespa: Chapter 1 ft. aespa

Exquisite! Charming, funny and utterly drenched in lewdness while also shoving absurdity in your face the entire time. This perfectly encapsulates @smuttysabina's writing style. It's blunt yet still a bit teasing and I like how the descriptiveness is subtle enough to keep you on edge. Literally.

-5-

@ggidolsmuts: Xiaoting's Shouting ft. Xiaoting

This fic has a chinese version and though I cannot speak of the quality of that version, this one definitely has it. One of the many, many great stories you can find in Ddeun's masterlist. Damn, now I can't decide if I want an obedient plaything Xiaoting or a demanding loud Xiaoting (haha, Xiaothing or Loudting (I'm so funny (right?)))

-6-

@tothosewhoyearnforit: A Million Dollars ft. Karina

Ah, the great switch life. Though you might not have a million dollars (sadge), the ability to switch around your behavior to accommodate to your partners wants and needs in the moment... man that is everything. Okay, no, someone incredible hot like Karina, now that is everything. Just like the OC in the next story, I'd pay more than a million to get Karina.

-7-

@smuttysabina: Owning Aespa: Chapter 2 ft. Karina

Oh, look! It's the second chapter to the story we already had! This time we get the bouncy girl in the shower as she bravely strikes a deal with us. Will she succeed though? You better find out yourselves (no really, this will be in the test tomorrow).

-8-

@existslikepristin: Sowon's gig ft. Sowon

Sorry, ELP, I had to put a name on this hilarious mess of a fic. Maybe it does not really deserve a name, but I'm all for it to get one. Hell, even my name is terrible (at least it does not spoil the twist). So yeah, if y'all have like 29,4 seconds on your hand, this is the stuff for you. Damn, why do I love your writing so much?

-9-

@okaylikesmomo: Chapter 4: Sauna ft. Chaewon, Kazuha, Sakura

I love how unhinged this is if you ignore all the context and previous chapters. It makes me think if my multi-chapter series' feel this crazy if one just starts in the middle. Crazy or not, sex sex sex. Although it is okay (writing) sex, neither the writing nor the sex are just 'okay'. LSFM really is that hot and makes us crave for more steamy sex sex sex. What a mess (-.-).

-10-

@iznsfw: Above the law, (under you) ft. Tzuyu

What else can I say except: IZ GOAT?! I guess so, every angle, idea, set up and kink this incredible qt has written has worked flawlessly. I rule that you are guilty of being way too fucking good at this and sentence you to write more sentences to make your sentence longer so more sentences lead to new masterpieces. Please.

Guys, that's it. With a final bow the curtains fall. Until next time. Ciao!

[itaehynz]

Since ur taking requests, I was thinking of an angsty story where reader confesses to best friend/fwb Taehyun, but gets rejected, then spend some years away from eachother but when Taehyun comes crawling back, reader gives him a taste of his own medicine. Sorry if this makes no sense lol

⌗ smoking out the window — k.th﹒ ʬʬʬ

‣‣ pairing: kang taehyun x reader.

‣‣ genre: angst, fluff, nsfw/suggestive, fwb 2 strangers x2.

‣‣ warnings: more than a little nsfw, implications of sex, profanity, taehyun is immature at the start, kissing, lmk if i missed some!

‣‣ word count: 2.5k

it’s been a few minutes of both of you’s moans bouncing off the walls surrounding you. taehyun begins heavy panting just as he pulls out, “yn, that was amazing. wow.” he says while rubbing small yet soothing circles into your thigh.

he places a warm kiss on your lips & brings his hand to rub the nape of your neck while slowly bringing your head into his chest. “yn, i actually love you. that has got to be the best sex i’ve ever had, like truly.” you giggle into his chest, getting this sudden feeling bubbling up in your chest. you’re not sure if it’s just because of the post-orgasm relief or something else.

definitely something else.

as you let out a shaky breath, taehyun raises his head from yours & looks down at you, “baby what’s wrong? something on your mind?”, he asks before placing another gentle kiss in the crown of your head. “yeah, it’s nothing though so don’t worry hyun.” “no, talk to me. i’m open to talk about anything, you know this.” you blink away your tears & move away from him to sit up on your bed.

“it’s just, you know how we said, we can do this friends with benefits shit with no strings attached? or no feelings involved, whatever the fuck we agreed to?” he nods, “yeah well, um,” you sniffle slightly, “i have feelings for you tae.” he blinks a couple times before it hits him. “what?” he says in a passive aggressive tone, “yn, i already told you there can be no feelings involved in this shit. and, if you’re joking it’s not funny.” “tae, i really do wish i was joking but i’m not, i’m really sorry-“

“yn, sorry doesn’t make up for it! i don’t give a shit what you’re sorry for… i can’t continue this. i’ve made it obvious that i don’t feel shit for you, i don’t know how you can be so oblivious of it but yeah. i feel absolutely nothing for you & i never will.”, now you’re pissed. there’s no way he just broke your heart & insulted you in the same sentence.

“taehyun are you fucking serious? i’m oblivious? and you’ve made it obvious?! taehyun. after every fucking time we’ve had sex you bought me food, bathed me, washed my hair and even DURING SEX you’ve called me baby, told me you’ve loved me on multiple occasions and also fucking said you’d do “anything” for me. so i’m sorry if i thought you genuinely meant all of that and wanted to be with me!”

“i’m leaving.” he says while getting up & putting his clothes on. “okay but i’m not finished talking to you? you cannot be seriously walking out in the middle of this— whatever the fuck this is!” he shoots a disgusted glare at you, “i’m finished talking to you, yn. as soon as i leave, cut off all contacts you have with me. i’m done with this and i refuse to look at you right now.” he says as he begins to walk towards your front door, “goodbye yn.”

wow, your friendship with him ended just like that.

yn: you can’t be serious taehyun, are you?

tae <3: serious as ever, don’t text me again. block me.

yn: ….dude.

*this message cannot be sent.*

“fucking asshole.” you breathe out before blocking his number & flopping back down on your bed. tears begin welling up in your eyes again as you turn over into your pillow & begin to sob.

as your breathing becomes more and more rigid, you begin contemplating on every single moment you’ve shared with taehyun. the sweet ones, the unforgettable ones and the intimate ones. he’s always treated you as if you were the most beautiful person in his eyes yet he left with no visible signs of hesitation. you trusted him, you thought he wouldn’t leave you ever… but he did. all those years of friendship down the fucking drain and for what? because taehyun didn’t feel the same way you did. bullshit.

the words he said to you were completely unkind, disrespectful and unexpected, you should’ve seen it coming though… why would anyone feel that way about you? especially taehyun, he’s always had his priorities straight, his goals set, every achievement he’s accomplished is because he’s been so in sync with his emotions and his mind but, is that what he really needed? it’s okay to be reckless sometimes, which is why he started messing around with you.

you’re 100% sure he said there should be no feelings involved and everything you both do is for the considerations of your own pleasures and desires, not to catch feelings. you don’t know what came over you but you fucked it all up. but there’s no going back now, no more taehyun, no more ‘friends with benefits’ stuff. friends with benefits is what broke your heart… no. taehyun is who broke your heart.

don’t let it happen again.

4yrs later.

“fuck i need to get ready.” as you rise up from your afternoon nap, sighing at the thought of a hangover and possibly vomiting everywhere.

it’s been around two years since that whole situation with tae— (don’t remember), never mind. just focus on getting dressed.

you scroll through your contacts looking for your best friend’s name, ‘ah there we go’ pressing their contact and clicking facetime. you see they’re in the middle of getting dressed just as you’re brushing your teeth and fixing your hair. you converse with them for a while before it’s time for you to shower, you hang up the phone telling them you’ll text them when you’re almost ready so they can pick you up from your house and drive you both to the club.

it’s been a little easier to take your mind off of things ever since you last had a “relationship”, which ended poorly. that doesn’t really matter anymore because you’ve moved on, becoming a better and smarter person. making wiser decisions, being careful of who you’re dealing with and making tons more money. you have everything in order and you feel like nothing can get in your way, you’re unstoppable.

as you finish these shower thoughts, you step out and begin searching for clothes, you choose a nice outfit that seems to fit your shape well and begin texting your friend letting them know you’re almost ready. you don’t know what you have planned for tonight but you do know that you’re going to have the most fun you’ve had in a while. work’s been tiring and it’s not as if your home life has been any better, online classes, bills, and more. tonight is the night you’re going to forget all of that and party till you feel like it’s time to stop.

you grab your keys, your bag and quickly begin putting on your shoes to head out. you check yourself one more time before jogging to your door & leaving.

you’re not letting anything stop you tonight.

nothing is getting in your way.

(don’t remember, forget it all.)

you’ve arrived at the club and you’re doing exactly what you said you would. partying till your feet fall off, you’ve had a couple drinks, feeling a little tipsy but not drunk enough to not function, of course. your friend is practically babysitting you as they dance right next to you making sure you don’t get taken away by some stranger or something, but you’re not that dumb.

you’ve been seeing a familiar figure looking at you but you’re too lost in your mind to care. it can’t possibly be someone you know or someone you used to know right? no, that’s insane. anywho, you walk back over to the bar asking for another drink, ‘still too sober’ you think to yourself.

‘they’re still looking at me…’ eh, it doesn’t matter. keep drinking. you say your casual ‘thank you’ to the bartender and sit down with your friend, conversing for a minute before going back on the dance floor.

(it’s him. ignore him, yn.)

‘it’s who?’ you think to yourself, slightly squinting at the figure who’s staring back at you. the magenta and blue lights flickering and shining above them is giving you some sort of light source, but not enough to fully make out who they are.

shrugging it off and making them out to be a random stranger who just thinks you look nice, you go back to dancing with your friend with a small glass of whatever in your hand.

feeling a little bit more tipsy than before, you begin walking over to the bathroom to go pee or unleash whatever bodily fluids out of your body before you do your business in the wrong place (which would be quite embarrassing). as you walk into the bathroom, you rush over to the last stall as you feel your bladder going out of control. quickly using the bathroom, not wanting to waste any time, you flush the toilet and walk over to begin washing your hands.

not taking too long, you walk out of the bathroom and see an unknown figure talking to your friend. thinking it’s someone that they found interest in, you make your way back over to the dance floor just as a slightly familiar voice calls your name.

it’s the person talking to your friend, your friend motions you over and thinking nothing of it, you walk over as any normal person would. the person talking to your friend has familiar facial features but you can’t really put your finger on who it is… judging by their voice, it’s obviously a boy. he has pink hair, cat-like features and gentle eyes. he almost reminds you of… no. he is.

“taehyun?” you say with obvious shock in your voice, seeing him made you sober somehow. unable to form any other words you begin looking him up and down, seeing how much his body has changed. he’s more muscular now, features more defined, he’s grown up very well. the last time you saw him you were around 18, now you’re 22.

he’s more than likely the same age as you which isn’t a surprise, but seeing him stand right in front of you definitely is a big shocker. “yeah, it’s me. can i talk to you for a minute?” his voice is much deeper too. “uhh,” you look over at your friend and they catch your eyes motioning their hand in a ‘scurry off’ manner. “yeah sure, we can talk i guess…”, you both begin walking away from your friend and stand in a slightly quiet corner just a few meters away from the dance floor.

“i really wanna apologize, for everything i put you through 4 years ago. it was childish of me to handle the situation the way i did and i’m really sorry. can we possibly try again? i know i don’t really sound sincere but i really do mean what i’m saying”, he ends his sentence off with a large sigh.

you stare at him in shock but also in awe, “i forgive you tae, you know i’ve never been one to hold grudges. yes, we can try again but same rules apply okay?”, “okay, thank you for giving me another chance, i’ll be better this time”, he says with a gentle smile. “tae, i never said the sex wasn’t good… it was just how you reacted to… you know.” “haha yeah… i know, i’m really sorry for that yn, truly.” “it’s fine don’t worry about it, i’m over it.”

(no you aren’t, this is your chance to get back at him.)

taehyun goes in to hug you and you accept his embrace. you hug him back and pull away with a tight-lipped smile, “let’s go back over before my friend thinks i murdered you or something…” “ahah, okay,” you both begin walking back over and continue chatting it up for the rest of the night, catching each other up on everything that has happened in your lives.

2wks later.

nostalgic. is what you’re feeling when you and taehyun are once again in your room for a not-so-weekly sex session, taehyun wasn’t lying when he said he would be “better” but wow… this is fucking amazing. half way into your fourth orgasm, taehyun grabs your face slightly rough and kisses you.

it feels as if you’re in a relationship with him, but you’re not. this is purely for your “pleasures and desires”. you remember what you said though, “same rules apply”, you meant that. just as taehyun begins groaning into your mouth, basically giving you a signal that he’s close to his orgasm, you feel your orgasm slowly crawling up your body.

both of your moans begin bouncing off the walls of each other’s mouths, your nails clawing down taehyun’s back and his hips brutally thrusting into yours at the same pace he’s kept all this time. he’s slowly but surely slowing down, while also rubbing small but gentle circles in your hips.

he pulls out of you, also separating his mouth from yours, there’s a string of saliva when he pulls away which feels slightly intimate. he moves his hand on your hip to your stomach & rubs gentle circles into the lower part of it, “you okay?” he asks in the sweetest tone you’ve ever heard him speak in, “yes tae, i’m fine thank you.” you both sit in a silence for a few seconds before taehyun speaks up.

“yn, i have something to tell you,” he says as a feeling of remorse creeps up on him, “what is it, love?” you say looking over at him with gentle eyes. “you know how we agreed to keep the same rules from last time? well um,” he gulps, “i have feelings for you, yn.” nostalgia, this feels familiar because last time you were the one saying this.

“taehyun, i told you same rules apply, i meant that.” “i know but, i can’t hold these in anymore, i genuinely have feelings for you and i want to pursue a relationship with you.” you feel guilty for what you’re about to say but… fuck it. “i don’t care taehyun, i don’t have feelings for you and i’m not letting you try to make me feel anything for you. i told you “same rules apply” because i knew this would happen. but no, i don’t feel anything for you tae, i’m sorry.”

he stares at you with slight tears in his eyes but he knew this would happen. “it’s fine, i’ll leave,” “please do, also, we can’t continue this anymore. i said no feelings involved, i meant that.” he begins putting his clothes back on and putting on his shoes.

you let out a sigh of sadness but you don’t feel sad. you feel… happy?

“goodbye yn,” “goodbye tae, block my number when you leave please, thank you.” he nods and takes his leave. you sit there, on your bed, with your head in your hands, you feel happy. you begin smiling and think about everything that you did.

you feel a tad bit bad for him but oh… revenge is sweet.

2023 TTYUNZ.

‣‣ author’s note: i hope you enjoyed! any form of note is appreciated <3

‣‣ perm taglist: @yeofy @boba-beom @h00nerz @bucketofhiros @n0-thisispatrick

[meoproject]

Beriith's aging! For fun. And loredump I guess.

I kept the exact years vague because I keep going back on how old Beriith is/how long-lived his race is... I can't really make up my mind, so any definite number I've ever given as his age needs to be taken with a grain of salt because it's probably not relevant anymore. I know the Goet (Beriith's species) are longer lived than say, elves, but I haven't really decided how long-lived exactly, I don't want any humanoid species in setting to have average age over 500 even if this is a fantasy setting... and uhh I haven't really decided how they'd age anyway (though as a reminder, all the loner lived species in this setting age like humans until young adulthood for my convenience, so I can say "5 yr old Beriith" and he would actually be comparable to a five-year-old human child). All I know I want Beriith to be a dilf for a while still because to me... that is peak.

Also I'm planning on making one for Val too. She's probably going to have 1 or 2 less "age stages" because she's younger, but there's still a lot I wanna talk about when it comes to her past, so!

Anyway. Sorry this is long.

CHILDHOOD: Beriith is an only child. Even as a young child, he is serious and stubborn. His parents are two craftsmen/artists: his father does pottery and other assorted clayware, while his mother creates jewelry. They have a small shop and workspace attached to the house they live in, and also travel to fairs and markets to sell their wares. They hope that their child will grow up to take interest in either of their crafts and continue the family business in some form. As a young child, Beriith does not care about pottery or jewelry, even if his parents try to encourage him.

When he is about seven or eight years old, his family is part of a traveling caravan, enroute to a more distant marketplace, and they get attacked by a monster. A traveling warrior happens to be nearby, and single-handedly kills the monster, saving the lives of many. Beriith sees the whole fight and knows instantly what he wants from life. 

TEENAGER: Beriith's parents are against him training to become a swordsman. They love their son but don't understand why he'd rather do that than focus on art or creativity. A family friend convinces them to let Beriith become a local retired guardsman apprentice: the friend reasons that the boy will either become fed up with the hard physical work required and come back, or he excels, and Beriith's parents wouldn't be able to keep him home anyway, not long term. So, eventually, they relent and let Beriith go.

Under the guidance of an experienced warrior, Beriith indeed excels at his training. In his late teens, Beriith enlists into a local chapter of road guardsmen. While this sounds boring to the uninitiated, road guards are in charge of making sure the roads are safe to travel on... so they mostly fight and hunt monsters that get too close to roads or towns. His parents are sad to see him leave his hometown, and while he occasionally writes to them, he becomes distant from his parents almost by accident.

As a teenager Beriith hits a growth spurt before filling in, as some teenagers do, and there are awkward few summers where he is almost a full head taller than most other people he knows, while still a gangly teenager. I'll also take him until young adulthood, until his horns are fully grown. During this stage he hasn't fully internalized the size of his horns either, and awkwardly knocking into things with his horns is a sad but funny reality.

YOUNG ADULT: Beriith's young adulthood is good. He makes through the ranks fast, and is a reliable, loyal worker who is willing to push himself and also inspire others around him to try their best as well. He is skilled on the field, able to make split-second decisions on the fly, he is strong and dangerous. He is still serious and has a dry and sarcastic sense of humor, but during this time he has close friends and is generally well-liked by his peers. He starts a serious relationship with a woman named Paimona, who matches his energy well, and people around them think they will get married in the future and start a family. He continues to be distant from his parents (who have taken an apprentice) but he occasionally visits and writes to them still.

But things don't stay good forever. Gradually, as Beriith becomes older, he starts to take his work too seriously. He takes on more responsibilities; he's on the field as often as he can, and when he isn't, he does paperwork and administrative work. Or he's training. Or planning. Eventually, his friends get tired of being rejected, and largely leave Beriith to his own devices. His relationship with Pima suffers as well, and eventually Beriith breaks off their relationship over conflicting interests -- she wants a family and children, he wants to work and no children.

Having distanced most of his friends, Beriith focuses solely on work. He might've been heading towards a burnout, and perhaps his life would've turned around if he truly had experienced and gotten over it; maybe he would've healed and learned the importance of having friends and family around him. This never happens. Because a civil war breaks out, derailing everything.

ADULT: The monarchist faction of the Goet wants to reinstate the royal line that was dethroned several generations ago. This sparks a bloody civil war between the monarchists and people's union (an anti-monarchist faction who do not want to return to the days of royalty ruling over) that will take somewhat long time to resolve. Beriith serves on the people's union's side -- most of his peers share his values, and fight on the same side. But some do become monarchists, and Beriith must fight - and kill - several of them during the war.

The war keeps Beriith busy. It's not non-stop action, there are times when the civil war goes somewhat cold, or at least cooler, and there are moments of normalcy even during it. Beriith starts another serious relationship, with a woman named Vapula, who is a soldier like he is. She gets killed in combat later in the war, after making a rash decision, and Beriith develops horrible guilt over her death. Eventually, the people's union's forces the monarchist faction to back down. The monarchist's leadership is forced into exile, and a painful and slow rebuilding of the country begins. Beriith hopes to return to his pre-war work, but for a while he works as a manual laborer, helping to rebuild infrastructure.

At some point, he visits his parents, their hometown having survived the war relatively untouched. At this point they've basically adopted the apprentice they took, and he is more like the is the son they wanted, rather than Beriith, the son they had, but never really understood. The meeting is awkward. His parents have planned to give their business to their apprentice, and Beriith feels more like an outsider than anything. Beriith leaves feeling awkward, and while he doesn't know it, this is the last time he'll ever see or talk to his parents.

Beriith never gets to properly get back to his work, because not too soon after the civil war ends, the neighboring nation of the pseudomonarchia invade.

OLDER ADULT: The Pseudomonarchia invasion is worse than the civil war was. The exiled monarchist leadership collaborates with the invading force, giving them access to some intel and insider information. The Goet forces are scattered and unprepared, still recovering from the civil war. The Pseudomonarchia take over lands, but are willing to let the Goet stay, if they agree to become underclass. Some stay, but most choose to fight back and, eventually as the war becomes hopeless, flee. Beriith works in more organized military efforts, but also occasionally splinters off to work alone, utilizing his experience with the terrain and nature to guide refugee groups.

At some point during the war, Beriith is taken to a POW camp (pictured) where he spends about six months until a revolt lets him and several others escape. The camp isn't the worst it could be, but there is forced labor (it's re-education through labor kind of a camp) and while they actually get fed, it's not enough to let Beriith keep his bulk, so he actually loses muscle mass during this time, and this is pretty much the low point of his life.  Even after escaping, he is particularly unhinged, and spends the tail end of the war being dangerous, unpredictable and on so many uppers to keep himself upright.

Eventually, the Pseudomonarchia take over most of the Goet lands. The survivors either move to refugee settlements in nearby friendly areas, or are pushed to small territories unclaimed by the Pseudomonarchia. Most people alive during this time have lost friends and family, and there is currently little hope of any attempts at reclaiming land. The survivors start building new communities in areas they have settled in.

CURRENT: Beriith as he is in "current" time. After the war ended (though there are still occasional conflicts around the "new" border, so ended is perhaps a wrong word), Beriith lives in a community near the Northern Gnomish border. He has a house there but spends little time there. Suffering from an intense survivor's guilt he finds it hard to stay with his kin, and so he decides to become a traveling swordsman, working mainly as a bodyguard around the [name pending, but basically fantasy europe]. He has undiagnosed PTSD from his experiences, and he manages however he can (often not well).

Then, suddenly, one time when he is actually visiting his own home, he gets magically whisked away by a summoning ritual gone wrong and finds himself bound to the service of a certain mage...

[amorest-viesse]

[Your Warm Hand in Mine] - Chloe SR Card Story Translation

Ft. Figaro (Akira and Western wizards mention in card episode)

A Line for the Lady - Chapter 1

[Weeping Princess’ Castle]

Chloe: May I have your hand, my lady?

Chloe: …No, that’s not right. Maybe it needs to be more gallant.

Chloe: To ensure you’re not swept away by someone else, may I have your hand, my lady?

Figaro: Ahaha, how forward of you, but by all means.

Chloe: Whoa! Where did you come from?

Figaro: Oops, sorry for the scare. You just seemed so serious, I thought it might help to have a partner.

Figaro: Although, it doesn’t look like things are going too well right now.

Chloe: Ahaha… You got me there.

Chloe: Truth be told, I just can’t get the hang of this escorting thing. No matter how much I practice, I always get nervous and totally freak out.

Figaro: Really? I never would’ve guessed from the number of times I’ve seen you invite the Master Sage out. 

Chloe: It’s totally different with them though!

Chloe: We’re basically BFFs, so if I goof up, we can just laugh it off!

Chloe: I can’t exactly do that during a ceremony with strangers though… If I leave a bad first impression, it’s totally over for me!

Figaro: Hmm, I see the dilemma now. Well then, what if you did this?

Figaro: Don’t put too much pressure on yourself and try treating it like a game.

Figaro: You Western wizards are always doing that kind of stuff right?

Chloe: Think of it like a game? You know, that might just work!

Chloe: Oh, but what should the setting be? A ball? A birthday party? A theatrical production?

Chloe: What do you think, Figaro?

A Line for the Lady - Chapter 2

Figaro: Let me think…

Figaro: What if… you were the heir of a noble family meeting your betrothed for the first time, and you needed to take her out on a very special date?

Chloe: Me? An aristocrat?

Figaro: If the situation is too difficult to imagine, I could always turn into your beautiful betrothed for practice sake.

Chloe: Eh!? You? As a noblewoman!?

Chloe: As much as I’d like to see that… I wanna give it a shot on my own first.

Figaro: Ahaha, fine by me.

Chloe: Alrighty then, here I go. …Ahem.

Chloe: …It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, my fair lady. I have been eagerly awaiting this day. 

Chloe: Dressed in dusky blue with luminous diamonds about your neck, you’re the very vision of a star, descending from the heavens to grace us with your ethereal presence…

Chloe: Now, may I have your hand, my lady?

Figaro: …

Chloe: So? How did I do?

Figaro: It was even better than I’d expected. You really are Rustica’s apprentice.

Figaro: I think you’d charm just about anyone like that.

Chloe: Really?

Figaro: Really. Every word was elegantly and beautifully delivered.

Figaro: Although, it was funny to hear you compliment your partner’s dress and accessories without them actually being there. I’m sure no one but you could’ve come up with a line like that.

Chloe: Ehehe, I’m glad to hear it! I think I can totally take on the real thing now.

Chloe: Thanks so much for helping me out, Figaro!

We Gotta Go All Out! - Card Episode

[Manor Living Room]

Chloe: This should go… here. And the fabric should be gathered here…

Akira: Good afternoon, Chloe. Is that a new dress design?

Chloe: Oh, Master Sage! Great timing!

Chloe: This is super random, but what kinda dress do you think would look good on Rustica!?

Akira: This is for Rustica, you say?

Akira: Um, I feel like he could make anything work, but maybe… He’d like one with a bluebird embroidered on it.

Chloe: You think so? Alright then, I’ll keep that in mind.

Akira: Did Rustica request this?

Chloe: Ehehe, these outfits are actually for a special class session.

Chloe: When I told the other Westerners about how nervous I was during the mission, they offered to give me a special lesson on escorting…

Chloe: We’re using transformational magic so I can have practice with both men and women!

Akira: Oh I see now! That sounds like a lot of fun.

Chloe: Right? Figaro also gave me some really good advice during the mission.

Chloe: Which is why he’ll be there too as a special guest instructor!

Akira: (A Western wizard lesson with Figaro in attendance… I’m really curious now…)

Akira: …Hey, do you think there’s room for one more? I want to see how your lesson goes.

Chloe: Of course there is! In fact, you should join us as a participant!

Chloe: I’ll make sure to design you the most beautiful dress and dashing suit ever!

Home Screen Voice Line

“Ehehe, do you remember how I gave everyone presents to show my appreciation the other day? Well, as a thanks for the thanks, some of them gave me a gift back. I totally wasn’t expecting it, so it made me super happy. W- Wait, you’re giving me one too!?”

[insertsomthinawesome]

Sorry if this doesn’t make sense but how do you… art? Like from looking at your art, there’s just so many different fandoms and it’s all fantastic!! How do you not stick to one or feel like you *have* to stick to one? Sorry

Aw Friend! No need to apologize! :D You asked your question plenty politely! That's a really interesting question actually, and I'm fascinated to be asked it! Because I actually do know the kinda thing you're talking about! or at least I have experiences that feel like they line up with what you're asking. A lot of its... growing up? I guess? And not in the sense of like. becoming an adult. but the non-stop process of growing and learning more about life. When I was younger, an actual child, I just Did it. I drew whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. I didn't question hoping to a new interest or drawing different fandoms. I just did it. But the older you get the more complicated a lot of things get right? 😔 That was true for me.

I actually spent several years terrified, of moving on. Of leaving old fandoms behind. There was one fandom I actually forced myself not to leave for like... 2 years? Because I was afraid of all the projects I wouldn't complete, all the stories I wouldn't tell, all the art i wouldn't make. But honestly that was a horrible decision? It burnt me out of the specific fandom SO BADLY. Its only been around this last year that I've been able to enjoy things around it again without an overhanging shadow of stress.

I was still scared to fandom hop after that incident tho. Despite having gotten burned by caving to my own fears. It wasn't until I got into Trigun that I actually started to get less scared. A friend I met in that fandom, someone who was older than me, told me that... things have a way of coming back around. If you know the song "Everything Stays" From Adventure time? She said it was like that song. You will inevitably get older. But these things won't be gone. And you can always come back to them :) That clicked in my brain... and it took a bit longer, a bit more time of accepting that fact for me to find peace... but honestly? I kinda have now. At least for this moment in time. I wouldn't be surprised if the fear comes back around again, fear is funny and insidious like that. But I have the tools to beat it now :) The other two things I would mention are these: For starters: this might be obvious? But I'm a hobbyist artist. I don't make money off of my art, I don't sell it, I don't need numbers or clout in order to pay my bills. I'm completely free to do my own thing! Ain't nothing wrong with making a living off of your artwork and if that's the path that you want to walk GO FOR IT. But that path does have its own challenges. Because I don't walk that path, I am free to make whatever I want, without worrying about how it might reflect on my finances. The other thing is...

PERFECTIONISM...

THIS, NASTY LITTLE VILE COCKROACH, WILL RUIN YOUR ART LIFE SO BADLY ITS INSANE. It will ruin your NORMAL life super fast too 😔 it is an insidious little shoulder devil telling you, that you will be happier if you just do it the "perfect" way. IT IS SO SO SO SO SO SO WRONG. That is the key to the door of endless procrastination and broken dreams. SFLJSLF to get less metaphorical about it though: If you're always waiting for the perfect moment to make art for a fandom, to leave a fandom, to join a fandom (in this case i just mean "Get into the thing that interests you" when I say "Fandom") or create literally anything, you will be waiting forever. I know because i have been :') And its made it very hard to draw both in my past, and right now this very day.

Truthfully i'm still working on that one??? I've had some epiphanies recently that have helped a lot with my perfectionism... but I haven't tried drawing since having them? (drowning in the new Honkai Star Rail Patch WHEEZE) So uh. Not sure If I'm over that hill yet xD But yeah, if that's one piece of advice i could give you to take seriously, its don't chase perfection, in ANYTHING. Especially art. It will never be enough for you. And if you're doing it for other people, it will never be enough for them. Art is wonderful and messy, and human. And that is okay.

Its taken me a lot of soul diving and thinking and a lot of help from outside influence and kind people for me to figure this stuff out too. So don't feel bad to ask for help kay? We all need help. A lot xD I'm still not like, the king this stuff either. There are a lot of smaller, more niche, fandoms, I want to draw for, but still haven't, because of my own anxiety and embarrassment. There are fandoms I haven't drawn for because I don't feel like i have the adequate amount of information to be, ""allowed"" too (which is totally a fake standard btw, there is no barrier to entry for when you're "allowed" to draw something). I'm working on these problems every day.

Oh actually one last note: People can influence how hard it is for you to draw for a bunch of fandoms too. If you know you'll get made fun of for drawing something, its hard to draw. If you know you'll get praised for drawing something, sometimes that makes it easier to draw. Both of those things can mess you up BAD. Constantly drawing for other people (when its not a deliberate gift) can make you feel really upset and angry, and dissonant with your artwork.

But it can be equally as hard to realize nobody will share your enthusiasm if you don't draw what they like. That's not a judgement against anybody's friendships, we all got our own interests, and nobody can be 100% Invested in everything their friends enjoy. But It can make it a bit more emotionally challenging sometimes. And it can be hard to like?? Emotionally deal with that? in a way it makes art that you know will perform well, either with your friend group or online, like... "Candy". Its tastes good, but it doesn't give you long term energy (ie there's nothing wrong with it, but its not sustainable as your only form of sustenance) Meanwhile making art that is purely self indulgent is like eating a full and healthy meal. It gives you that long term energy of personal satisfaction, and your enjoyment and happiness also doesn't inherently hinge on whether or not other people appreciate it like you do. Obviously there's no issue if what you genuinely want to draw would also do well online/with your friends!

ANYWAYS, yeah, I'm still maturing and learning and growing with a lot of my opinions and perspectives and emotions on this stuff? Its definitely easier said than done, and while from the outside it looks effortless... I understand why you'd be struggling anon. I hope you can figure it out for yourself too! Best of luck :D also i could go on and on and on about this topic for years because alsjdfaksjdflJSDJGSD ooohhhhhhh boy I have learned and witnessed and thought many a thunk.

[gren-arlio]

When was the last time I did this? Oh well, welcome to Season 2, Episode 4 of Waku Puyo Translations.

(Have you seen this animal? This DWEEB?)

Heya guys, I'm finally back doing this funny nonsense since school has finally ended, or basically ended depending on when I post this. I have much more time to do stuff, and I'm hoping for a good summer.

I like doing these mock translations, and yeah, I figured out the word for the thing I do. They're not professional, but they're just a mock-up, a way to get the general information in for the people. And it only took me a whole...year to figure it out.

I'm a tad foolish.

For people who dunno, I just kinda do this stuff on my spare time. I do plan on making a big Google Doc about it sometime, revisions and all, but that'll be months and months of work. Since I got a new laptop, I can type these things a whole lot more quickly, at the cost of trying to figure out what the hell what PC Tumblr looks like. I'll learn within due time.

Well, in that case, here's the video in question:

Timestamps:

Door: (0:07)

Merchant Nonsense: (0:25)

MORE Merchant Nonsense: (1:40)

EVEN MORE Merchant Nonsense: (2:03)

Rulue Encounter 1: (3:05)

Schezo Encounter 1: (3:50)

Info Booth: (4:38)

Sasori Man Encounter: (8:00)

Schezo Encounter 2: (9:23)

Rulue Encounter 2: (9:58)

Cockatrice Midboss: (12:20)

Skeleton-T Encounter: (13:50)

Owlbear Boss: (13:50)

Info Booth 2: (19:04)

Lets see how this goes. Hope you enjoy.

And on a serious note, I'm so, so sorry this took so long. Life got super busy, and still sorta is, I even got myself a summer job. I'll try to continue these, I promise. I'll post more informational stuff too, I think people are getting really tired of my super casual posting, so I'll begin to balance them more. And I'm also going to stop putting the timestamp on the translations, since they're...already at the top.

Door:

Arle: Huh? What does it say here...?

Door: They who has 6 orbs, raise them.

Arle: ...6 of them? I mean, I have a few, but not six of them.

Carbuncle: Gugu?

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Merchant Nonsense:

Fufufu: Welcome.

Arle: Oh, heya there.

Fufufu: Fufufu, you're here to buy something?

Arle: So you're a merchant as well, I assume?

Fufufu: Fufufu, well, I got a lot of interesting stuff for you.

[This opens up a menu for the shop, and I'll just go by page number rather than what the player here does. Some of the names might be wrong, my apologies.

Page 1: Rugged Stone Life Stone Soul Stone Ruby Sapphire Emerald Useless Wand (Could also just say Worthless. Either or.) Transforming Wand (I'd assume it does, since the text says it'd transform something, so it's what I'll be going with.

Page 2: Golden Wand Multi-trap Scroll Monster Scroll Cursed Scroll Super Cursed Scroll (It's basically still a Cursed Scroll, so I'll just call it this.) Forgetfulness Scroll Slowness Scroll Rotten Soup (Part of Medicine.)

Page 3: Poison Illusion Medicine Blindness Medicine Dizziness Medicine Sealing Medicine Sleep Medicine Forgetfulness Medicine Slowness Medicine

Page 4: Rotten Herbs Hunger Herbs Falling Herb (I asked like three people and we all pointed to this) Drain Herb Rotten Apple Poisoned Apple Explosive Apple

Page 5: Rotten Curry Plain Curry Rugged Book Heavy Book Difficult Book

And that'd be all the items here. These are easily the hardest things to do.]

Fufufu: Fufufu, I see you haven't learned to fuse yet. (In-game, it's sorta called Synthesize, but the gameplay mechanic is virtually fusion. So for clarity's sake, I'll call it Fusion.)

Arle: Fuse? I mean, you're not wrong.

Fufufu: Please bring me a Flame Ring (1) then.

Arle: So if I bring it, you'll teach me?

Fufufu: Fufufu, indeed.

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MORE Shop Nonsense:

Momomo: Welcome to the shop.

[...More Menus. Yay. So it says:

Rings <-

Amulets

Scrolls

Books

Medicine

Herbs

Food

Accessories

Page 1 of Rings:

Plain Ring Rugged Ring Flame Ring (1) Ice Ring (1) Lightning Ring (1) Thunder Ring (2) Supernatural Ring Rock-Punch Ring (1) (I'd assume this is from Rulue's Story.)

Page 2: Flame-Strike Ring (2) Ice-Strike Ring (2) Player buys a Flame Ring (1) and leaves.]

Momomo: Thank you for shopping with us.

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EVEN MORE Shop Nonsense:

Fufufu: Fufufu, welcome. Did you get the Flame Ring (1)?

[Menu pops up saying "Do you want to give him the ring?" We say Yes.]

Arle: Yeah, here ya go.

Fufufu: Now watch carefully, because something interesting is going to happen.

Arle: What're you gonna do?

Fufufu So, look at this Flame Ring (1) and Ice Ring (1). We combine the two, and...

Arle: Huh?

Fufufu: Look. Now we have the Thunder Ring.

Arle:

What!? How'd you do that?

Fufufu: Fufufu, you really want to know?

Arle: I wanna know, yeah! Can you tell me?

Fufufu:

Fufufu, you sure ask for quite a good bit.

[Arle has learned the Fusion skill. Now, you can Fuse your Rings and Amulets.]

Arle: Wow, thanks!

Fufufu: Fufufu, good luck on your journey.

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Rulue Encounter 1:

Rulue: Oh-hohoho!

Arle: ...What's up with you today?

Rulue: You don't have a VIP Ticket, huh?

Arle: Ticket? Hmm, so Rulue got one as well...

Rulue: Wait a second, you said "As well". Arle, where did you get a VIP Ticket?

Arle: Oh, from Sasori Man. I could ask you the same question, how did you get yours?

Rulue: Well, how I got it is not important at all!

Arle: Alright...But it's not fair for you to ask about my ticket, but not vise versa.

Rulue: Oh, can it! I don't need to be hearing this from you!

Arle: I didn't even do anything wrong! ...C'mon Carby!

Carbuncle: Gu...

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Schezo Encounter 1

Arle: Heya Schezo.

Schezo: What is it?

Arle: Did you know that there's more than 5 floors in the PuyoPuyo Dungeon?

Schezo: Oh, of course I did. That lady I spoke to wasn't my enemy, after all.

Arle: Lady? I dunno any girls who you're exactly close with. Oh right, I remember! You're here to pick up girls!

Schezo: No, I'm not! ...Wait, you didn't meet that perverted woman?

Arle: Pervert? But aren't you the pervert?

Schezo: That's enough from you...Just don't say another word.

Arle: And he's gone...Odd.

Carbuncle: Gu?

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Info Booth:

[I've done these so many times...

Menu appears saying:

Listen <- Rank Bulletin Back

Kiki says "What do you want to hear?"

More Menus appear:

About Completed Attractions About Rare Items <- Black Market Tales When in Trouble Back]

Kikimora: There's quite the number of items in these attractions. And with these items, there's also rare ones that can't be found in stores. These items change depending on which attraction you are at, so if you want anything specific, let us know. Think about the attractions you're entering before trying to find items. As well, at the store, when you sell the item, they'll always be in stock, so you can sell anything you want without much worry.

Arle. Huh. Neat.

[The player then goes into the Bulletin, where it says:

Horror House Wonder Jungle Merchant Fufufu Recommendations For Bottling Fusion Manual <-]

Incubus: Hello!

Arle: Hey, just teach me about Fusion.

Incubus: Of course! It's quite a long story, so listen carefully, alright honey?

Arle: Who's Honey...?

Incubus: Fusing is combing items in order to make new ones. It can only be things like rings with rings and amulets with amulets, so no mixing. Okay so far?

Arle: Mhm.

Incubus: Lets continue then. Fusing also drains some MP.

Arle: D-drains?

Incubus: Imagine it like using a spell, it'll also cost MP to use it. But once you do it, you gain EXP. Of course though, gaining EXP through other means also levels up your fusing ability.

Arle: Well, what'll happen if I level up?

Incubus: More MP is needed to fuse stronger and rarer items. But if you level up, you can fuse with less MP drain as well. If you're a low level, you'll just fail at fusing a lot. And even if you fail, you'll still lose that MP.

Arle: This all sounds really complicated...

Incubus: Come on, it's actually pretty easy. Higher leveled items are much more difficult to fuse than lower leveled ones. But the higher the level of the item, the stronger the combined fusion will become.

Arle: Ahhhha...

Incubus: Once an item is at its max potential, it'll say (EX) right next to it. It just means that it's at its strongest. Well, that just explains most of Fusion.

Arle: Woah...

Incubus: Ha! It's not EVERYTHING, I'll explain more when we meet again.

Arle: Wha!? There's more?

Incubus: The road to mastering Fusion is a very long and difficult road, you know. But see ya later! Buh-Bye~!

Arle: Err...

----- Sasori Man Encounter:

Sasori Man: Hey hey.

Arle: Hmm? What's up?

Sasori Man: I got one thing to tell you before you enter this place.

Arle: And what's that?

Sasori Man: It's about the big boss of Wonder Jungle.

Arle: And this guy...well, is he strong?

Sasori Man: What he lacks in power, he for sure makes up in technique. Here's the real kicker; Apparently he can read minds.

Arle: Wait...what?

Sasori Man: Yeah, he can read the minds of the opponent he faces and avoid the attacks they throw. Swords, magic, anything! It doesn't matter how strong your attacks are if they just miss. He's a real doozy. Be careful out there.

Arle: I'm not sure I can just be careful... I mean, if they just avoid my attacks, then it'd be impossible for me to win.

Sasori Man: Well, you're right on that.

Arle: Uhh...

Sasori: Sorry that I can't exactly help any further.

Arle: Nah, it's not that. If I just went in without a care in the world, I would've been beaten in a heartbeat. There just HAS to be some sorta way to beat him. I'll have to really think about it, though.

Sasori Man: Huh, I see. You got this, good luck.

Arle: I sure do. Thanks.

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Schezo Encounter 2:

Arle: Oh, Schezo!

Schezo: Arle! ...By any chance, are you planning to enter this attraction?

Arle: Mhm, you're right on the mark.

Schezo: ...Then I'll enter first!

Arle: I mean, aren't you familiar with the phrase "Ladies First"?

Schezo: Ladies first? Never heard that one before. And besides, I'd never do that thing to begin with, I'll never give up my own turn!

Arle: Isn't he a persistent one...

Carbuncle: Gu?

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Rulue Encounter 2:

Arle: We should go in soon.

Carbuncle: Gu!

Arle: ...Hm? What's this?

Minotauros: Lady Rulue, please wait...

Rulue: Hey, Minotauros! Move faster, will ya!?

Arle: It's hard to believe that this lady only two years older than me...

Rulue: And who's this "old lady" you're talking about!?

Arle: Oh, you heard that? ...And I didn't exactly call you an old lady, either...

Rulue: No excuses! I swear, I can't handle you sometimes. A girl like you can be unbearable to be around! (Not exactly what it says, but I'm deciding to just try and make it more cohesive.)

Arle:

...Growing up is a interesting thing. I wonder if I'll turn into a selfish, self-conscious meathead! ...That was just my Rulue impression, heh!

Rulue: I beg your pardon!? And WHO is this selfish and self-conscious person!? Oh, I'm just some idiot because I can't use magic, I see how it is! I'll remember that! (Rulue will remember that.)

Arle: ...Carby, I didn't say all of THAT, though!

Carbuncle: Gugu!

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Cockatrice Midboss + Defeat:

Cockatrice: Ca-CAW!

Arle: Huh? Is this chicken mad at me or something?

Cockatrice: CA-CAW! (You're nothing but a fool!) [The parenthesis is what they're actually saying this time, so heads up for that.]

Arle: ...Do I really need to fight a chicken, of all things?

Cockatrice: Ca-CAAAW! (Oh, you're SUCH a goner!) [Believe me, that's...basically all they say.]

[Blah blah, Cockatrice gets beaten, this is the most amount of attention they've gotten in months]

Cockatrice: Ca-caaaw...

Arle: ...Huh. What an odd animal.

----- Skeleton-T Encounter:

Arle: Oh, it's you!

Skeleton-T: Ochaaaa!

Arle: ... ... (Yeah same here Arle.)

Skeleton-T: Sorry, I'm all out of tea this time.

Arle: Eh?

Skeleton-T: I apologize for the inconvenience, I wish I could give you a cup of tea.

Arle: Errrr... You don't need to sound so...professional.

Skeleton-T: As an apology, I'll give you this instead.

Arle: And what's this for?

Skeleton-T: Well, what it's for is in the chest.

[He leaves]

Arle: Wonder what the thing exactly is.

(In the chest was just a book.)

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Owlbear Boss + Defeat:

Owlbear: Stop right there! You got some guts challenging me to a fight.

Arle: Huh?

Owlbear: And with that, I also want you OUT of here!

Arle: Hey, wait a second...

Owlbear: I WON'T wait! I don't have time to waste!

[He promptly gets his ass kicked.]

Owlbear: Forgive me...

Arle: Huh...That was a tough battle.

[During this time, Arle finds a chest.]

Arle: Oh, there's an orb in here! It seems to be the green one. Now I only need two more!

Carbuncle: Gugu!

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Info Booth 2:

[We're back at the booth, and this is the final stuff, THANK GOD. The player clicks on rankings, and clicks the "To the person who has a grimoire" bulletin.]

Bulletin: I've found I grimoire myself, and I got news for you. If you read the spell inside of the grimoire, you'll quickly see that it's stronger than most spells you might have. So I wonder if you'll return this grimoire I've oh-so-lost, since I'm the only one who can use the Meteor Spell. Oh-hohoho! From: A Talented Witch.

[And finally, the player clicks the "Don't just throw it away" bulletin.]

Bulletin: A blank scroll or plain water can often be seen as useless. As such, people tend to throw them away, and it's such a waste! You might as well use a different item, change the item itself. Or even just Fuse it. (I assume that's what this conversation was going for since it's a little vague.) From Sasori, Behind the Scenes.

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And for the first time in months, we finally finished an entire episode. Once again, I'm so sorry for the delay, life got the best of me and free time DOES exist, but I REALLY have to manage it well now. But still, thank you so much for reading this. I plan to make a Waku Puyo Extras about maybe cut content or even a game I probably haven't covered just yet, so who knows?

But that'll be all from me.

Adios.

[ttzjune]

Charles Leclerc x Reader Fanfiction

pretty much a slowburn fic, but future smut and a few more things

Social media + normal (faceclaim @millieleer on ig)

Masterlist

Part 2 - Part 4

A/N - im still getting used to writing normal stuff, so im very sorry if this isn't anything special. But we need to build a little and then at some point the spectacular things will come. Thank you for reading!

Warm rays of sunlight shone through the window onto her back. She sighed, turned her back to the window and snuggled deeper into her pillow.

She leaned over the edge of the bed and took her phone from the bedside cabinet.

She sighed again when she saw the time 09:28 am, there was nothing worse than waking up before your alarm clock.

she slowly stood up and stretched with a funny noise (who doesn't know that noise hahaha?)

She grabbed some underwear, a pair of pants, a shirt and socks from the wardrobe and then went into the bathroom where she showered and got ready.

When she was done, she went downstairs and put her keys, charger cable and wallet in her bag before putting on her jacket and shoes to go to her car.

The weather in Bodø was still quite cold, her warm breath visible in the cold air.

She got into her car and drove carefully to her parents' house, the roads were still quite icy and the danger of slipping could not be ruled out despite the winter tyres.

When she arrived, she greeted her parents and her brother lovingly.

In the restaurant they sat down comfortably at the table and her parents told her about their retirement, since her parents retired they tried to see as much of the world as possible and every time they saw each other again they talked excitedly about their experiences and their future plans.

"I was accepted into the university" Her Brother said happily and she gasped excitedly.

"Really? I'm so proud of you!" She said and hugged him tightly from the side.

"Yes! I start university in October and then I'll be through in about 6 years! ugh that sounds so long". he said and laughed.

"Just out of school and straight back in, but we believe in you, you can do it! her father said, smiling proudly at his son.

"And you?" her mother turned to her and smiled happily at her. "Have you got a new modelling job yet or any ideas for a new song?"

"Well the last song, 'Nightcall', went down really well. i'm talking to my management about doing a tour like that, but i'd like to release an album first, so i'm working on that." She said and took a sip of her coffee. Her parents nodded.

Her Brother turned to her "When you go on tour, I definitely want to be there to support you."

"It's still January, but if I really manage to finish the album and go on tour before October, I'd love to have you there from time to time. She said and turned to her meal that was being served to everyone.

Her mother nodded and looked at her eldest daughter with a teasing grin. "And any news on the love front?"

She slowly looked up at her mother and shook her head. "Not since what happened and even if there was any news I will only tell you when I am sure it will be serious"

Her mother nodded understandably and turned her gaze to her Son who was already looking at her.

"I have met someone. Her Brother said and smiled sheepishly. "I met him in the library and he asked me for my number, we've been on two dates now".

She grinned at her sibling "Oh yes! And how was it? How is he?"

"Very nice and interesting, he can really talk for hours about my interests and his and it doesn't get boring. He is also very funny." Her brother sighed dreamily and then turned back to his food.

She looked up at her parents and grinned at them, who grinned back at her with a teasing smile.

After brunch, they said goodbye to each other and drove home. Once home, she sighed and sat down in her office with her favorite drink and some fruits.

She took her pen and paper and thought about what she could write the songs about in her album, she sighed again and put her forehead on the table.

She looked around her room for inspiration and gasped when she saw her bookshelf, maybe it wasn't so hopeless after all.

[captain-mj]

S'mores Mocha

Here ya go :)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Ghost dragged himself out of bed. He was more than a little disappointed Soap hadn’t stayed, but he supposed he understood. Work was work and Soap seemed to take his job very seriously

He went to see Soap as always. Soap brightened immediately and slid a drink over to him. “It’s a thing I’m trying. You’re my guinea pig.” 

Ghost looked at the drink. Dark coffee with marshmallows topping it and graham cracker crumbs covering it. He sipped it. “S’mores?”

“Bingo!” Soap leaned over and kissed his cheek through the fabric, setting Ghost on fire inside. “Think it could be a permanent part of the menu?”

“Oh, definitely. What would you name it?”

“Think of something for me.” Soap smiled.

“Doing less with s’mores.”

Soap laughed. “I like this. Didn’t know you were funny.”

“Oh, I definitely am. I make everyone at work frustrated with me.”

“Tell me another one?”

Ghost thought about it before leaning in. “Why is it so easy to shoot a fish in a barrel?”

“Why?”

“It’s already in the gun.” 

Soap stared at him, visibly fighting off laugher before he cracked and started giggling. “I see why they get frustrated! That was terrible!” 

“You have any?”

“Hmm. Where do you learn to make ice cream?”

“Where?”

“Sundae school.” Soap smiled, cleary proud of himself as Ghost laughed. “You have a nice laugh. You should use it more often.” 

Ghost flushed and smiled at him. “I was wondering if you wanted to go out again?” 

Soap hummed. “Do you want to just come by my house?” 

Ghost nodded immediately. “Sure. Text me your address?”

“Sure thing, sweetheart. I’ll see you tonight.” He winked and let Ghost take the drink. 

Ghost went to Alejandro and Rodolfo’s place when he was done since it was getting later in the day and they should be open. Alejandro wanted details and Ghost once again regretted letting Jason have their phone numbers. Dude did not know how to keep his mouth shut. 

“It was fine.”

“It must’ve been fantastic if you’re willing to say.” Alejandro acted like he had a book of translations for Ghost. Most of the translations were wrong, but he got it right this time. 

Ghost groaned though, not wanting for them to know he wanted to gush about it. “He’s so empathetic. And fun. Self proclaimed adrenaline junkie which is perfect for me.” 

“You could take him flying.” Rodolfo pointed out. His own wings, downy soft and feathered were out. Angelic wasn’t the first time Ghost would use to describe Rodolfo, but he looked the part with his wings out. That wasn’t to be disparagingly, he thought Rodolfo was great. But you see a man kill a group of people and keep walking and its hard to consider them holy in any regard. 

“No. Have to let him know what I am.”

“Are you sure he’s human?” Alejandro tilted his head. “Apparently Gaz has met him before, though he didn’t know much about him. Barely remembers him really.” 

Ghost thought back to the aquarium. “He got upset at the idea of a mermaid in a tank. Shows a level of empathy to monsters most human don’t really have if they think we’re fake. But I haven’t seen anything.”

“Tried and true method is to wear an iron ring.” Rodolfo pointed out. “Though, may cause an awkward conversation between you two if it burns him.”

Ghost thought about it. “Yeah. Might try that.” He ate with them and then left to Soap’s.

Alejandro noticed he had gotten a text from Gaz. “hey why are you asking questions about Soap”

“Oh, he and Ghost have been dating.” He didn’t think much of it. Ghost would never tell them willingly, but he doubted he’d get very upset he told Gaz. 

“I’m sorry, they’re dating? How long?” The sudden punctuation caught Alejandro off guard. 

“They’re not that serious. Why?”

“I just didn’t really see Ghost as that kind of guy. Won’t last very long.” 

Alejandro realized he was clearly missing something. He decided to call Gaz.

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Ghost arrived and knocked on his door. Soap had a proper house which was funny for some reason. The hallway inside was rather bare and there were placed in the dust on the wall and table that suggested there was usually stuff there. He didn’t question it though because his ski mask was shoved up and Soap was kissing his neck, pinning him to the wall. For a brief moment, panic ran through him but he forced himself to relax and let Soap press against him. The rings on his hands glinted and Ghost kept following those gorgeous hands. 

Ghost ran his hands down his back, admiring the muscle, the softness. He pushed Soap away just long enough to remove his shirt. Soap quickly got Ghost’s off as well, keeping them on equal footing. They met in the middle before Soap started to kiss down his body, sinking to his knees. Ghost quickly tangled his hands in his hair. 

The only thing Ghost could hear was his own breathing and Soap undoing his buckle. He took a deep breath before immediately having it punched out of him by Soap’s mouth. He sank his teeth into his glove to keep quiet and felt Soap’s fingertips dig into his hips as he pulled away. 

“Simon, I want to hear you.” 

They hadn’t even made it through the rest of the house and Ghost was wondering if they were right. If Soap was a succubus or demon trying to steal his soul. He’d hand it over if Soap just asked. 

Ghost quickly put his hand back on Soap’s head and groaned as he took him back into his mouth. He wasn’t the most vocal, but he didn’t muffle anything and that seemed to be good enough for Soap. His tongue ran along one of Ghost’s veins and he turned bright red as he moaned. 

Ghost tapped him quickly to warn him but Soap continued on. When he came, Soap just happily swallowed around him before pulling off and looking up at him. 

“Are you okay with me topping tonight?” He asked it casually, like he was asking if he wanted a drink. 

Ghost would let Soap flay him open and eat his heart. Instead of saying something like that, he just nodded and let Soap lead him forward. 

Giving up control was never something Ghost was good at, but Soap was so nice about it. He put him on his back in the bed that smelled like salt and Soap and kissed him all over. Ghost’s skin felt like it was on fire, not used to being touched so much, so fast or so intimately. 

Soap’s tongue ran along the pulse point in his throat and Ghost ripped off his mask to toss it elsewhere. His hands trembled until Soap pulled them to his hips, running his own hands along Ghost’s chest eagerly. He kissed all over him. 

Ghost slowly, slowly relaxed. Johnny wouldn’t hurt him. 

Soap was incredibly sweet as he prepped him. He held him while he fucked him, kissing Ghost’s face as he pushed into him. They tangled together more and more and Ghost wanted to give in. He wanted to give him everything. 

Once they were done, Soap had marked up his shoulders and thighs with bites and Ghost was pretty sure he hadn’t been this sore in ages. Soap was running his hands through Ghost’s hair, their legs still intertwined. He scratched gently at Ghost’s scalp and Ghost had to bite his lip to keep from purring. 

“I’m going to go shower. If you want to join me, you can.”

“I’ll be there in just a minute.” Ghost whispered back, kissing his hand as he pulled away. Now that he was alone in the bed, he noticed the smell. Soap hadn’t worn cologne as long as he had known him, but it was soaked into his bedsheets. Maybe it was just his detergent. Ghost decided to just push it away, not wanting to think about it. Instead, he joined Soap in the shower, flinching at how cold it was. 

“Jesus. Problems with your water heater?”

“No, just prefer it cold.” Soap turned it up a bit for him and Ghost pressed in close to soak up any body heat he could. “I’d think a military man like you would be used to it.”

“I quickly climbed the rank to Lieutenant specifically for hot showers.” Ghost nuzzled along his neck. 

Soap laughed. “You’re so cuddly after sex. Are you like that for everyone or just me?”

Ghost growled at him and nipped under his jaw. He knew the truth was yes, it was just Johnny. Something about him made him soft. 

“You’re so cute, sweetheart.” Soap squeezed his biceps, pulling his attention back on him instead of in his head. They washed up and Ghost grimaced as he had to pull on his dirty clothes again. 

“Oh, I have something that might fit you a bit better.” Soap offered him a shirt. It was definitely far too big for Soap, even if it was still too tight for Ghost. 

“Why do you have this around?” 

Soap shrugged and completely ignored the question, tossing Ghost his phone. Ghost frowned a little, but assumed it may be something embarrassing or from an ex. He didn’t really care, he had Soap right now. 

“Goodnight, Ghost.” 

Ghost realized he was being kicked out and tried to shove down that disappointment. They hadn’t really done much besides fuck. Still, he left, not wanting to overstay his welcome. 

He slept in. He couldn’t remember the last time he did that. Ghost groaned and checked his phone. 

His phone was full of messages from different people. Rodolfo had called him which was never a good sign. After a moment though, he decided whatever it was could wait. The most recent one being from Alejandro saying there was something important and to drop by in the morning when he could so clearly it wasn’t that urgent. 

Did the team go out and get drunk? He saw Gaz, Alejandro, Jason and Rodolfo. It wasn’t the most in character thing for them to not invite him, but he always turned them down so he wasn't upset that they didn’t. 

It clearly wasn’t a mission. Price would’ve called him for that. 

Ghost still wouldn't have answered but regardless. Price would’ve called him. 

He went to the cafe, wanting to see what fun drink Soap would try with him. Maybe he could drag him away. Kiss him all over. Ghost craved more attention. More softness. Greedy as always. 

The shop was closed. Huh. 

Ghost frowned and hesitated. It was 7. The cafe was clearly closed though. It opened at 5. The break in the routine and the concern for Soap led to him walking over to Soap’s home. He glanced around, not noticing anything different. 

Ghost knocked, feeling something in his ears. He shouldn’t be here. Why was he doing this? 

Someone else answered. Someone he barely recognized from when he happened to work adjacent or had to pass through the home base here. 

“Lieutenant Riley.” Wayne smiled at him. He was a Sergeant in a different taskforce. Ghost hadn’t even bothered to pick the name of it. “Did something happen on base?”

Ghost stared, caught between glass. He must have the wrong house right?

“Sweetheart.” Soap’s voice rang out, sounding stupidly excited. “Who’s at the door?”

Wayne saw the recognition is his eyes and put it together. He laughed. For some reason. “Oh, I see. Don’t worry. I’m not upset. Johnny and I have an open relationship when I’m deployed. Didn’t want to tie my husband down when I’m gone so long ya know? Christ, when he said he had slept with a masked military man, I didn’t really put together that you were on leave.”

Ghost nodded silently, though he barely really processed any of it. Husband?

Jesus Christ. All that talk about being heartless and he gave his heart away like a fucking idiot. He got attached. He didn’t even know why. Soap had added fucking sprinkles to his drink and Ghost, no, Simon. Simon made this mistake. Suddenly thought he was special? 

“I’m surprised. He said you were clingy. Never took you for the type. But hey, ever want a threesome, yeah?” He winked at him and Ghost felt sick. What did Soap tell him? Clingy? No secrets between spouses right? 

His body felt on display. His mask only covered the bottom of his face and he felt exposed. Did Soap talk about him? What he looked like? 

“I hope this won’t effect our work, Riley.”

Ghost spun on his heel and left.

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Taglist: @the-snarky-dragon @elevenclouds @lukewarm-chickensoup @nervouspsychologynerd @korym @cthulhusstepmom @princess-heathen @revenge-of-the-bucket-demon @roachboy

[drifloonz]

would luv more general steven(or s!3v3n) x reader hcs..

i am so sorry you caught me in the middle of vc. some of these. also i accidentally closed the fucking tab and had to rewrite all of this. i hate being a writer on tumblr.

some of these are by my friends. some of them r by me. some are funny. some are serious. Some are all and or both

i just realized these are only general steven headcanons i am so fucking sorry i was tired and it was like 4-6 am. take them anyways i'll edit like a few actual x reader ones in

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he doesn't get outwardly super scared, but he DOES shiver or make discontented noises when he's scared. playing horror games with him is kinda funny. if you make him play a vr horror game he will hate you forever and ever. it's rly funny tho.

he tries way too hard. with everything. pre-incident? being a role model, being cool, being a trainer, being a champion for like one month, being stereotypically romantic, etc. post-incident? being scary, being intimidating, etc.

despite this he is still very dorky and awkward. at least pre-incident. it was common. type of guy to lean on a wall but he falls

he wears light cologne. i'd say he wears axe 3-in-1 but that'd be way too rude to both me and other stevenlikers.

pre-incident he trips over his words sometimes, sometimes his tones too flat, sometimes he speaks too loudly or quietly, etc etc. Basically. 'tism.

he's good at clue, the board game.

pronounces gif like "g.i.f" ( like it's an acronym ). please, god, make fun of him for this.

his hands are always cold for no fucking reason post-incident. if you hold his hands in the summer it kind of helps the heat go away. love wins

really wanted a guitar. he's a dork so he does air guitar sometimes when no ones looking or does guitar motions while holding a long thing that isn't a guitar. He would play guitar hero and be absolutely mid at it but blue and red think he's the coolest fucking thing ever for it. This is inspired by somebody elses hc i think(????). if u read this. ur a real one and r so true.

because of this if you actually got him a guitar i think he'd make a small genuine smile. he has executive dysfunction and depression so itd probably take a while for him to actually do anything with it, but he rlly appreciates the gesture.

also kinda has a good singing voice but is better at backing vocals.

he organizes things a bit too much, which stopped during his spiral phase, but for example his pc boxes are like. a living dex, or just by pokedex number. he prob never completed his dex tho. mike though who did/almost did, has Entirely unorganized boxes. after the incident he obviously stopped caring bc depression so like. yeah. so his rooms a little unorganized and his house in general. he will silently appreciate it if you organize it for him.

never allowed miki to have eggs bc 1; gen 1 limitations. idk how that'd work in universe but that'd probably be why it didnt happen in the pokepastas. 2; as you can tell. he's kinda overprotective of miki. also charizards aren't like. very regular pokemon you find and he wouldn't want to breed her with a ditto. and would only want to allow her to if she actually found a for-life mate.

and for the x reader-ification of this in the edit bc i misread the ask, he'd also do it if ur dating him and u have a pokemon. for example, whatever starter you have and miki would b cute. straight couple.. yuri couple.. yaoi couple... love is love and miki doesnt care. its cute and they act all cuddly and snuggly with eachother probably. kinda reminds you of u an steven too

speaking of miki is larger than normal charizards and probably is built a little different literally and figuratively. stevens tall. miki is taller though. at the very least post incident Corpse Miki is. how unique she was did not help stevens rage ( getting a new one would not be nearly the same especially due to that + he would never. ) but it was a smaller factor in everything. also i do not think that thang can lay eggs post-incident. sorry if u wanted a fucked up missingno charmander.

even if the trade incident happened but miki came out alive he'd still go on a depression spiral. he probably wouldn't kill mike in the end, but he'd be much quieter, and would be even more paranoid. would probably willingly move away from mike or separate their rooms at the least. if u were dating him during this time you could probably at least still recover him from this state since its less serious but the tension would be palpable for a while.

mike is your number 1 wingman for steven swooning. he's kind of bad at being a wingman. or he's good at it. whichevers funnier in your opinion tbh. but he knows what steven likes ( at least he hopes he does ) so he gives you tips and tricks for wooing him. or he gives steven tips and tricks on wooing you because he knows both of you n hangs out with both enough to know.

this is a headcanon with basically no basis but theres a part of me that kind of likes steven and mike being born in johto or somethin'. which is why he goes to johto in doors open after the incident. he's running away from his past + kanto + it's his home region. At least for a while. so he sometimes likes to travel around with miki and you there, or to other places.

he double-checks a lot of things way too much. like if things are locked, if things are properly in place, and if wires are properly connected and not fucked up or tangled or broken ( iykyk ). if you check for him and reassure him everythings fine he'll calm down slightly, but his paranoia goes "okay but what if they didnt check enough."

if you told s!3v3n he was being a bad boy like a fucking dog when he does smth you dont like he probably would actually look like a dejected puppy for a moment and sit in a corner ( /j. maybe. )

s!3v3n's got big fuckin shadowy hands. and claws. good for backscratching or massages oddly enough, if asked for....????

steven will try to impress you by playing a videogame and doing something cool. he probably fails or almost fails at it. but its kind of endearing and cute anyways.

he's left-handed ( definitely not projecting ). for symmetry, mike is right-handed. also miki is ambidextrous. How can a Charizard be ambidextrous you ask? You know. For fun. Daisy is also ambidextrous though which is the more normal option.

i mean... steven is probably also ambidextrous with anything other than writing/drawing ( PROJECTING HARDER ).

ultimately kind of silly ( He has murdered three )

hope you enjoy :)

[sturnsbae]

PROMPT LIST! — ☆

disclaimer: you are MORE than welcome to suggest your own ideas as well! also, please do not combine more than 3 prompts! and don’t forget to please clarify the prompts when you request!! <3

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FLUFF

1. "you're the only one who can calm him down"

2. “your fans don't like me"

3. “i’m here baby, don't worry"

4. "i love you more than anyone"

5. “come cuddle me"

6. “i want attention"

7. “quit stealing all the pillows!”

8. “you’re my new pillow”

9. “i’m so drunk i think i love you”

10. “there’s room for two!”

11. “stop being grumpy”

12. "aww you're blushing!"

13. “you make me feel safe”

14. “can i get your number?"

15. “i’m scared to meet your family"

16. “i love your family, they make me feel so welcome"

17. “i like showing you off”

18. “i miss you"

19. “i need you right now"

20. "that's the prettiest fan i've ever seen"

21. “i’m so stressed out”

22. "lets have a movie night"

23. “can i do your makeup?"

24. "dance with me"

25. “it's a tiktok trend i'm sorry!"

26. “do this tiktok with me"

27. “let's go on a drive"

28. “you're drunk, i'll help you"

29. “i like that nickname"

30. "i like that outfit on you

31. “my clothes look better on you anyways"

32. “bake with me”

33. "let's go shopping"

34. “i’m sick"

35. “you're ticklish?!"

36. “let me teach you how to ice skate"

37. “take me to get my wisdom teeth out"

38. “have you seen my hoodie?"

39. “stop video taping me this isn't funny!"

40. “don't you dare post that"

41. “i look ugly”

42. “he won't stop talking about you”

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ANGST / SAD

1. “was this all just a joke to you?”

2. "we're just hooking up, it's nothing serious"

3. "why don't you ever post me?"

4. "i’ll change for you, i promise"

5. "i got in a fight because of you"

6. "i thought you cheated, i'm sorry"

7. "no need for attitude!"

8. "yeah, i'm jealous"

9. "forgive me?"

10. "they’re my ex, we broke up for a reason don’t worry”

11. “are you really that oblivious?”

12. “i want this to be real, not fake anymore”

13. “yeah i like you, dipshit”

14. “i want you, not them.”

15. “can’t you make some time for me?”

16. “i don’t even know who you are anymore!”

17. “forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”

18. “don’t ever do that again!”

19. “do you even love me anymore?”

20. “can you shut up and listen to someone other than yourself for once in your life?”

21. “i told you not to fall in love with me.”

22. “the worst thing is, that even after all of that, i’m still in love with you.”

23. “why are you even here?”

24. “are you even listening to me?!”

25. “if you love me, you’ll let me go”

26. “i cant keep doing this to myself!”

27. “you don’t know me, so don’t act like you do.”

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ENEMIES TO LOVERS

1. “you’re my tutor? absolutely not.”

2. “you haven’t called me an asshole yet today, everything okay?”

3. “i guess were partners for this…” “oh please someone kill me now.”

4. “just cause our parents are friends doesn’t mean we are”

5. “stop following me around like a lost puppy!” … “maybe you being around isn’t so bad.”

6. “congratulations, i guess.” “oh, are you done being an asshole now?”

7. “don’t feel special that i’m here, my mom made me come.” “mhm, sure.”

8. “are they fighting again?” “worse, they’re kissing”

9. “did i just hear a ‘thank you’?” “do not get used to hearing that.”

10. “i am not getting in that car with you, are you crazy?”

11. “do you ever stop complaining?” “you ever think that if you stopped being an idiot i wouldn’t need to complain?”

12. “why do you hate me?” “you think i hate you?”

[that-weird-skeleton-bastard]

Rushing things chapters 3,4 & 5

title says it all, chapters 3 4 and 5 of my papyton fanfic

Chapter 3: let your feelings bloom

They both got up, disgruntled and awkward when Sans came home and used an air horn to wake them up ("because it was funny" he said). Mettaton gave Papyrus his cat onesie back and put on his now wrinkled red suit.

Before he left, he earnestly thanked Papyrus: 《- Darling, I had a lovely time hanging out with you! Perhaps... Perhaps we could hang out again in the foreseeable future? MTT noticed the skeleton blushing a light periwinkle - Y-YOU WANT TO HANG WITH ME AGAIN?? WOWIE, I DIDN'T KNOW WE WERE THAT CLOSE ALREADY... The way Papyrus phrased that made Mettaton blush even harder. - O-of course I want to! He replied, a bit louder than intended. You're great company! But next time, maybe you could come to MY place! Y'know...so that we don't get any more... "funny" wake-up call from your brother... - AGREED. stated Papyrus, still a bit salty about it.》 They then exchanged phone numbers and Mettaton left, feeling so... light and warm.

Meanwhile, in his room, Papyrus was still ecstatic about hanging out again with Mettaton, so much that he was literally screaming of joy in his pillow while rapidly kicking his feet. Thoughts of what to do and/or bring for their second hangout filled his head. He felt as if his heart was about to burst out his chest and fly around his room. Oh my god he never felt like that before. It felt really weird and AMAZING. What WAS this feeling?? Was is.. love? It wasn't platonic love for sure, he knew what THAT felt like. I mean, Mettaton IS really attractive, and he sings so well! OMG IS IT WHAT ROMANTIC LOVE FEELS LIKE-

No no it can't be romantic love, romantic love is when you kiss them, and go on dates and do whatever that "adult stuff" is that Papyrus sometimes overhears Sans talking about with Toriel and Grillby. Well... he DOES want to kiss Mettaton...BUT IT'S SO SOON!! WAIT, d-does that mean their next "hangout" IS A DATE-

Papyrus screamed in his pillow again but this time it's was because of sheer confusion and dread.

Returning to Mettaton, he finally got home, switched back to his box form, and is now texting Alphys about the sleepover at Papyrus's:

And we r planning to have another hangout you were right alphy he's a really cool guy ;3

Hehe sounds like u 2 had a gr8 time ^^ And mayB next time you go further lollll

??? Wym alphy we did nothing like that

Right.... *wink wink*

No I'm serious we didn't do any of that, I just watched movies with him like the ✨amazing generous star that I am✨

Alrite text me back when u realise how much you a flaming homosexual for the tol bone man

ALPHYS AIGDGIRGXOYTCLHJD-

I'm sorry but u know its tru It's the 1st time I've ever heard u talk about a dude like THAT Like he's the 8th wonder of the world looolll

Mettaton immediately turned off his phone and hid his flustered face in his hands... No it can't be. TOO FAST TOO SOON. They met THIS MORNING. He already had relationships turn sour real fast because he was rushing things.

HE WAS NOT GOING TO RUIN HIS CHANCE AT HAVING A FRIENDLY RELATIONSHIP WITH A FAN BY BEING HIS IMPATIENT SELF. He was about to have a nice FRIENDLY, PLATONIC hangout with his number 1 fan.

Oh, speaking of, he needed to set a date with Papyrus for that hangout.

A quick phone call later, Mettaton, still a bit giddy from talking to Papyrus, now had a set date for their next hangout: In two days, at 5:00 PM, and this time, it was MTT's turn to surprise Papyrus. So, he liked cooking... that was the robot's biggest help to figure out what to do...

During those two days, Mettaton filled out some auditions for other planned movies and got around trying to get a gig, and while waiting for the answers from the studios, he catched up on Alphys and Undyne.

It was the first time Undyne heard about Mettaton hanging out with Papyrus (and of course, Alphys, who saw right through him, told her about his feelings), and she was being insufferable about it, messing with the robot by mocking him, saying corny stuff in a baby voice: 《- Ooh PaPywUs DaRLiN, HoW I CwAvE YoUr pWeSeNcE <3<3 Mettaton was bright hot pink, and thought he was about to pop a rubber vein while Undyne continued her act, despite Alphys asking her to stop. - oOh I WaNnA HoLd YoU, My dEaW, LeT uS NeVeW bE ApAwT AgAiN!》

She eventually stopped after a while.

The next day (so, the eve of the hangout), Mettaton got a return from a small studio he auditioned to: he was accepted! So putting on his red suit once again -after ironing it- he went to meet his costars on the set, and talked with the director of this movie, a lovely young man called Jake. The atmosphere on this set was DRASTICALLY different than on the set of the movie saga: there wasn't this tension in the air, where you thought you weren't acting good enough compared to the other actors, there was a lot more monsters here, actors and backstage staff alike... overall, this felt much more like home to Mettaton. And while it wasn't perfect, the story was much more interesting.

The only thing that was similar to the last filming is that he was given another small role, but this time his character actually felt fleshed out (and appeared multiple times throughout the movie, AND was on the concept cover art!) But of course something came to ruin Mettaton's good mood. The filming had to be started right away, because time is money and the small studio was on a budget. No time for hangouts. Oh no... He tried to talk to Jake about his planned hangout with Papyrus, but there's nothing he could do, the schedule was tight. He did honestly apologised to the actor.

The first image that came to Mettaton's mind was Papyrus's sad, disappointed face as they'll have to cancel that hangout. W-well, he would understand, no? Mettaton... was a star after all... yeah, he- He'll understand that it's really important! Papyrus could wait.. a few weeks, r-right? J-just until there was a space in the schedule for him! ... Mettaton sure hoped so...

So, he slowly took his phone out and called Papyrus... 《- C'mon... pick up pick up pick up... ... Hi darling! H-how are you..? - OH HELLO, METTATON! ARE YOU READY FOR TOMORROW? asked the skeleton excitedly. Goddammit, it was hard for the words to come out. - ...About that... responded MTT, getting choked up. I don't.. I don't think we can hang tomorrow... - Oh... said Papyrus, lowering his voice. IT'S OKAY! WE CAN HANG THE DAY AFTER THEN! - N-no, honey, we can't hang tomorrow or the day after, or the day after that, or the day after that... i- ...I got a role for another movie and I have to stay for filming for a few weeks... is that okay?... Papyrus stayed silent for a little while, which was a lot more concerning than him outright saying that he was upset. Mettaton was starting to nervously walk in circles, while fidgeting with the hem of his suit. -... YEAH... YEAH I UNDERSTAND! I HOPE THIS MOVIE FILMING SESSION IS MORE PLEASANT THAN THE LAST! MTT was a bit startled by Papyrus's sudden, happy respond after being quiet for so long. - Sooo... you're not upset, that we can't hang tomorrow?.. - WELL... I AM, JUST A TINY BIT. BUT I KNOW YOU CARE ABOUT YOUR WORK, SO I'LL JUST WAIT UNTIL WE CAN! Papyrus was taking this a lot better than Mettaton feared. - O-okay then... I have to go! I'll call you when I get home! Love you, bye!》 And Mettaton quickly hung up. "Love you, bye"?????? What was wrong with him???? Why did he say that???? He could regret his actions later, for now, Jake was calling his name.

Chapter 4: Baking with... bestie?

(ooh boy, here comes the smoochies!!)

Papyrus said he understood that Mettaton had to put their hangout on hold, and he truly did, but... It was still a bit painful. That interaction reminded him that after all, Mettaton was an entrepreneur, with a rising career and that he had other things to do than hang out with a fan... He did say "I love you" but... what did he mean by that?

So the skeleton went in his room and lied down on his bed in silence.

He felt so many things at once, TOO many, his head was menacing to boil and implode from all of his thoughts, And yet, moving felt too disruptive, so he lied still, closed his eyes and let himself indulge in all those feeling.

In this dream-like state, Papyrus found in himself a strange, longing feeling he never felt before, it wasn't like missing a friend, or being homesick... he knew what THOSE felt like... WHAT WAS IT?? Not knowing what was going on in his head and his heart frustrated Papyrus deeply. So he turned to the person he trusted the most to vent to: his best friend.

When Papyrus called her, Undyne already had a hunch of what he wanted to talk about, and she immediately was proven right.

《- Hhmmm... sound like you got a BIG FAT CRUSH on this guy to me! - UNDYNE!! Wailed Papyrus, flustered and frustrated. THIS IS SERIOUS!! IS-IS IT REALLY WHAT ROMANTIC LOVE FEELS LIKE?? - Well, yeah, sorry Paps but based on what you told me, that does sounds like you like Mettaton. As more than a friend fuhuhu... - BU-BUT I'VE LOVED HIS MOVIES FROM WAY BACK, WHY AM I STARTING TO LIKE HIM NOW??? Undyne let out a chuckle,before responding. - Are you SURE you've only started to like Mettaton NOW? Cause you already were obsessed with him before even seeing him in person. - I KNOW!! said Papyrus, covering his bright periwinkle face with his hands. BUT NOW, I FEEL IT SO STRONGLY I JUST CAN'T IGNORE IT! BUT HE PROBABLY ALREADY HAS A TON OF FANS LINING UP TO BE HIS LOVER... - Eh, not as many as you think, actually... Apart from those two weird monster fangirls that follow him around, you're basically the only who actually showed romantic interest towards him. -... REALLY?.. - Hell yeah, man!! Not to mention that bag of bolts happens to have big, fat crush on YOU! - WAIT WHAT????? Shrieked Papyrus in surprise -... Okay first of, ow, my eardrums. Secondly, I'm serious! Alphys told me that Mettaton has the hots for you!》

Papyrus fell silent, his jaw agape. He couldn't help but feel like his heart was a about to blow up in his ribcage, but like... in a good way..? He was pretty sure Undyne could hear it beating violently through the phone. So... THAT's why Mettaton said "I love you"!!

The two friends chatted for a little bit more, said goodbye and now, Papyrus was alone in his room once again... Bur this time, he felt a bit different. There was still that longing feeling, but it felt more... certain.

He knew he would see Mettaton again, he just had to patient.

In the following weeks, The filming was going great and (much to Mettaton's relief) pretty quickly. However, when he was not acting, the anxiety of keeping his n°1 fan waiting crept on him, over and over again.

Said fan, meanwhile, used that time to prepare a small gift for Mettaton.

Of course, the two still kept in touch, talking on the phone every few days, after Mettaton's shift at the studio. There he told Papyrus about how his day went, and regularly asked him if it's was still okay to  wait for the end of the recording to go hang out. The skeleton had fully come to peace with waiting, and already told MTT so about fifty time, but he wasn't mad, it made him happy to see that his... friend? cared so much about how he was feeling.

And in those weeks, every time they talked together, they learned a bit more about eachother, their friends, their hobbies, their families... And without even noticing it, they started to say sweeter things to eachother, and Papyrus even started to call Mettaton "darling" back.

FINALLY! AFTER A MONTH OF FILMING. Mettaton FINALLY had an ENTIRE DAY, just to himself! Well... maybe the morning was just to himself but, in the afternoon... the two would finally hang out. Mettaton was feeling so nervous and excited at the same time. He spent the whole morning preparing himself and the ingredients for the hangout. Everything HAD to be PERFECT.

And at 5:00 PM, Papyrus arrived, and this time, he was wearing a different outfit, with a backwards baseball cap and buttoned shorts. "His fashion sense surely is something" thought Mettaton, absolutely smitten. He brought with him a bottle of wine -a brand a bit cheap for MTT's taste, but oh well, it's the thought that counts- and a little package carefully wrapped in red and yellow wrapping paper.

《-SO, METTATON WHAT HAVE YOU PLANNED FOR THIS LONG-AWAITED HANGOUT? - Well, my dear, since I know you like to cook, I thought we could try baking! And I found some great recipes on Toriel's baking blog! What do you say, darling? Papyrus's face lit up, in that way that always made Mettaton's heart flutter.》

The guest put down his gift and the wine bottle on the table next to the front door, and hurried to join MTT in his luxurious kitchen to start baking.

As soon as he showed up, Mettaton put on an happy, energetic playlist to make it even more fun.

They first made cookie dough, that needed to chill in the fridge for an hour, and then used that hour to make chocolate cupcakes, along with the vanilla and almond frosting to put on them. Then they decided to make another batch of cupcakes, orange blossom flavoured this time, with rose frosting, that baked at the same time as the dual colored cookies who's dough was done chilling.

Mettaton knew that baking would be a great bonding activity, and he was right: Papyrus was having the time of his life scooping, mixing, shaping and dancing while the ingredients baked. After two hours of intense baking, they ended up with two large platters of cupcakes and three whole trays of chocolate and butterscotch marbled cookies.

《- WOWIE, THAT WAS AMAZING, METTATON! I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE WHAT YOU PLANNED NEXT! - Well I took a page from you book, Papyrus. I hope you brought your bunny onesie~ said Mettaton with a sly smile.》

They took the platters and trays to the living room... and Papyrus gasped in excitement: The large, fancy sofas were made into nests of soft blankets and big fluffy pillows, a soft fire was purring in the heart-shaped fireplace, and MTT's extra large flat screen was opened to a movie streaming site.

As expected, Papyrus was shaking his hands quickly and happily stomping in place, while trying to conceal his screams of joy, which still came out as a high-pitched squeal. G o d  that dork was adorable.

They put down the platters and trays, and Papyrus took off his baseball cap to reveal... his bunny onesie! How????

"This time, you choose the movie, honey." said Mettaton as he left the room to get the bottle of wine and the small gift that the skeleton brought.

When he was about the enter the living room, he saw Papyrus just... casually changing in his bunny onesie. Like just getting half naked before putting on the onesie. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LIVING ROOM. Mettaton quickly hid behind the door, already bright pink. Phew, Papyrus didn't see him. ... He knew it was very bad to do that, but... he couldn't help sneaking a peek at the skeleton, who was still oblivious. Strangely, he didn't appear to have any musculature, despite his clothes stretching over his pectorals when dressed. Wait... there actually WAS something there... BARELY visible, like made of an extremely clear glass... he did have muscles, bending and stretching as he was removing his clothes.

They were just almost invisible.

However, now that the only piece of clothing left on him was his underwear -formfitting briefs- Mettaton came to a realisation: Damn. That was a nice ass.

Once Papyrus closed the final button on his onesie, MTT finally came out from behind the door, acting as if he didn't just watched him change. Cookies, cupcakes, wine, movies and lots of pillows and blankets... the only thing left for Mettaton to do was change into his own onesie and join that handsome man waiting for him on the sofa.

One quick trip to his bedroom to change, and he was back, sitting right next to Papyrus on the sofa, in a pink fox onesie.

The movies available were alright, but they were a bit boring... oh well, that just mean that they could focus on devouring the baked goods, and they did just that. After so much work, it was so good to finally get to eat those cupcakes, which tasted surprisingly delicious, considering it was their first time making those.

The two of them ended up not paying any attention to the movie playing in the background, and instead talked about everything and anything, while munching on pastries and sipping wine.

《-OH, BEFORE I FORGET! exclaimed Papyrus. I MADE THIS FOR YOU! He fetched the little gift he brought and sat back down close to Mettaton. -Ooooh, I wonder what it is~ he said playfully. MTT carefully opened the red and yellow paper, trying to not rip it. And inside the little box was... a crocheted plushie of himself, in his box form, with his EX form legs. Dear fucking god. He didn't think he could be so DOWN BAD for this silly skeleton, but he was proven VERY WRONG. - OH MY, SUCH A INTENSE EXPRESSION! I'M REALLY GLAD YOU LIKE IT, I SPENT A LOT OF TIME ON IT! Added Papyrus with a big smile. - Darling I don't like it, I LOVE IT! You made this?? - CORRECT! I TAUGHT MYSELF CROCHET JUST TO MAKE THIS FOR YOU!》 Mettaton was speechless, he just looked down at the little toy version of himself and smiled. Then he looked back up at Papyrus, his cheeks getting pink again. The skeleton was looking back at Mettaton, his face getting a deeper periwinkle by the minute.

A burning question was waiting to be asked, by either one of them... Finally, Papyrus spoke up: 《- M-METTATON... W-WHAT ARE WE? ARE WE REALLY JUST AN IDOL AND A FAN ANYMORE? - W-Well... replied Mettaton, flustered. - UNDYNE TOLD ME YOU... YOU...LIKED ME. IS IT TRUE? - Whu-WHAT?? UMM- ...M-maybeee... yes?..》 Papyrus didn't respond, but his face was speaking for him: his eyes lit up and a wide grin spread across his face.

And before Mettaton knew it, Papyrus kissed him. ...he was sure skeletons didn't have lips, and Papyrus didn't to seem have those, but, somehow... he could feel it: thin, soft lips pressed against his. His confusion was quickly replaced by bliss as he realised what was happening, and he wrapped his arms around Papyrus as their kiss was getting more intense.

Weeks of pent-up love, that they feared the other didn't feel, was suddenly unleashed in a single kiss, which rapidly turned into fully making out. (again, Papyrus apparently had a tongue that was not visible, but OH BOY DID METTATON FEEL IT-) They were pressing their bodies together so passionately that they eventually fell over on the sofa, Papyrus on his back and Mettaton on top of him.

They took a quick break from exchanging their salivas to look at eachother: both of them were panting hard, their faces blushing furiously, and, now that he could see it out of his mouth, Mettaton noticed that Papyrus's tongue was actually pretty long... ending about 2 or 3 inches below his chin. Huh. Good to know. With big grins on their faces, they kissed again, and this time, Mettaton started to undo the buttons on his lover's onesie.

Papyrus noticed but didn't stop him.

Chapter 5: All those new sensations...

(OH BOY, HERE COMES THE SMUT-)

Papyrus was unsure what was happening but he loved it: Mettaton's gentle touch caressing him like that, the feeling of their tongues coiling together, one of Mettaton's knees pressing against his crotch... All of this made his body so deliciously warm, in a way he never knew about...

But still, all of this was brand new. Too new. He pulled back his head, breaking the kiss. 《- H-HEY METTATON! - Oh, do you not want to...? Asked MTT, his hands freezing in place. - NO! UH I MEAN YES?? I MEAN... DO- DON'T YOU THINK WE'RE RUSHING A BIT? - oh uhh... right, you're right. Do you wanna stop?

"NO!! PLEASE! I WANT MORE!" screamed Papyrus's conscience. But it wasn't very wise to continue without knowing what he was getting into.

- Y-YES... he finally said. And Mettaton slowly backed away, letting Papyrus sit up.

They were both ruffled, sweaty, and still blushing.

An short awkward silence set in... before Papyrus spoke up: - I'M SORRY... - No, no it's okay darling! I'M sorry that I was rushing things... - WELL... I STILL HAD A GOOD TIME... AND... he continued to speak through small chuckles. I GUESS WE NOW KNOW HOW WE FEEL ABOUT EACHOTHER, HUH? Mettaton giggled in turn. - I guess we do, dear.》

The two of them got close and shared another, much simpler kiss.

After cleaning up the cookies crumbs, and the platters and trays, it was now time for Papyrus to go home. Mettaton walked him to his car, holding his hand, and, right before the skeleton drove off, he gave him a final kiss on the cheekbone.

Once back home, Papyrus immediately went to his room, since Sans wasn't home -he was at work at Grillby's, or more accurately, slacking off at Grillby's- and he had two hours to himself. Alone, in his room. Many thoughts rushed through his head, as every time he spent time with Mettaton.

That warm sensation in his body was still lingering a bit... and he tried something...

In his bed, he took off all his clothes off, apart from his briefs and shirt, and he started to gently caress his body, trying to recreate Mettaton's touch. He closed his eyes, and imagined that his hands were MTT's, of course it wasn't easy because his hands were broader and stronger than the robot's, but it was working... His whole body shivered in pleasure, and, low in his guts, a delightful heat was growing, along with something else...

He started to touch himself lower, and lower, as he felt his briefs becoming tighter around his crotch. He opened his eyes and saw a bulge growing in his underwear. Not knowing what to do, he simply pulled down his briefs, freeing his hardening cock. "HUH. THAT'S NEW." he thought.

It felt so... warm, and fuzzy... and he instinctively touched the hot surface of his now fully erect penis, which turned out to be much more sensitive than he thought.

He closed his eyes again and gently caressed his lower belly and cock, still picturing his hands as Mettaton's. Just that small action sent a new wave of pleasure through his body, and he continued to rub himself like that for a little while, before concluding it wasn't enough, he wanted.... he NEEDED more...

So he explored lower, under his dick, that he was already stroking faster. First, he felt his balls, and while he was fondling them, he felt something even LOWER... soft, moist folds, along with a small, sensitive nub. Curious, he slid a finger between the folds, and another one... and he started to move his fingers inside of himself, sending a shiver up his spine. The heat around his whole pelvis was getting overwhelming, but he still continued, now frantically stroking his cock, that had beads of clear orange fluid pearling at the tip, and fingering his now wet pussy. He was... so... CLOSE... Huffing and whimpering in a euphoric haze, his heart pounding, he lied on his side, arching his back and putting a third finger to the task of pleasuring his cunt... And...AND...... His whole body tensed up, and jets after jets of orange cum shot out of his dick, spreading a satisfying heat in all of his abdomen. It took a few seconds for him to finish cumming...

He wanted to do it again, he was ready to, but he noticed the mess he had just made in his bed: his sheets, his briefs, and the lower half of his shirt was stained in orange, and he spent almost half an hour exploring his body... so, it was enough for today.

He grabbed tissues and cleaned up his sheets best he could, before taking a shower. In the bathroom, he noticed something curious about his anatomy: at the base of his half-erect cock, there was a swollen knot, that was starting to calm down as his dick was softening. Afterwards, when his penis fully softened, and retracted into it's sheath, he changed into clean clothes.

And now, he was back in his room.

Still no Sans in sight... and Papyrus didn't feel like watching a movie alone...

So, he instead went on the Internet to try and get answers: "CAN YOU TELL ME WHY IS MY BODY SO WARM AROUND MY ROMANTIC CRUSH PLEASE? THANK YOU." He typed in the search bar. Sexual attraction? He looked up what that was in another tab... Oh, that makes so much sense now! And he quickly ended up in a rabbit hole of Internet searches...

By the time Sans came home, Papyrus had learned so much about his body and what was happening to it, and yet, there was still so much to understand. However, being a skeleton, maybe some things were different, concerning how his body worked compared to a human's.

The only other skeleton he knew (besides himself) was his brother, so he talked to Sans before planning dinner: 《- SANS, I HAVE SOMETHING TO ASK YOU. - yea? what's up, Paps? He replied, taking a swig of the beer he was drinking. - WHAT IS SEX? His brother spat out his beer. -... you wanna run that by me again, bud..? - W-WELL, AS I TOLD YOU THIS MORNING, I PLANNED TO HANG OUT WITH METTATON, AND I DID! I HAD A WONDERFUL TIME! BUT TURNS OUT... HE WAS DEEPLY ENAMOURED OF ME, WHICH ISN'T REALLY A SURPRISE. HOWEVER, I MIGHT... ALSO LIKE HIM... LIKE THAT. - uh-huh... said Sans, a bit cautious. Go on... - AND OUR HANGOUT TURNED OUT TO BE A DATE! AND WE WATCHED MOVIES, AND WHEN I GAVE HIM THE PLUSHIE I MADE FOR HIM, THINGS GOT...UMM... A BIT PASSIONATE. continued Papyrus, starting to blush again. WE KISSED, VERY HARD... AND HE ENDED ON TOP OF ME... AND TOUCHED ME IN WAYS I NEVER FELT BEFORE. - he  did  what. Said Sans, the lights gone from his eyes. - H-HE JUST CARESSED MY CHEST AND AND ARMS, SANS! added Papyrus. BUT SINCE I DIDN'T KNOW WHERE THAT WAS GOING I ASKED HIM IF WE COULD STOP. AND WE STOPPED. - oh. Said the older skeleton, his pupils reappearing. -... SO WHEN I GOT HOME, I... UHH... AHEM... EXPLORED MY OWN BODY.... Sans looked uncomfortable hearing that. - Paps, I don't think you should be telling me about this kind of stuff. - BUT IT'S IMPORTANT, SANS! AFTERWARD I LOOKED AROUND ON THE INTERNET ABOUT THAT KIND OF STUFF, BUT THERE'S SO MUCH TO LEARN! AND I DON'T KNOW IF IT APPLIES TO SKELETONS, SO I'LL ASK AGAIN: WHAT IS SEX?》 Sans looked at Papyrus with a grimace of discomfort, before very awkwardly explaining the basics of sex, as if Papyrus was a four-year-old child instead of a grown-ass man.

A few, painful minutes later, Sans thanked whatever gods did exist that Papyrus's phone started to ring.

It was Mettaton calling him. Papyrus immediately answered: 《- HELLO, METTATON! he said, beaming, despite knowing he couldn't see him. - Hello, darling! Sorry about earlier... I really was rushing things... I guess we'll stick to kissing and cuddles for now, hehe~ - IT'S OKAY HONEY! HEY, SANS IS NEXT TO ME, WOULD YOU LIKE TO SAY HI? Despite Mettaton making a weird noise, like a disapproving grunt, the skeleton already passed the phone to his brother (who was trying to sneak away). - heeeeeeeey....mettaton.. said Sans while putting the phone up to his nonexistent ear. The robot let out a small sigh before answering. - Hello, Sans. -..... you're not still upset about the airhorn thing, are ya..? -...Take a wild guess.》 Sans laughed nervously.

[takeshitakyuuto]

Trigun Book Club update volume 2/3/who knows

One more week until Trigun Maximum! Then my volume numbers won’t be off :’)

I feel like every time I sat down to read this time around, I got interrupted. Anyways, this is a long one, so buckle up

Ch 13. get his ass cobbler-san

Yaaaaaay ice cream on Vash! Me too me too!

Quite the introduction for Mr. Collarbones

I’m sorry that it’s just kinda funny to me whenever characters call Vash by his full name. That’s Mr. ヴァッシュ・ザ・スタンピード to you

Knives! Your reputation precedes you

I love when Vash puts on his shooting glasses and immediately my spotify switches to FFXIV battle music

Okay so maybe I kinda spoiled myself probably not really, since the beginning I’ve had the question (that the reader is obviously supposed to have) of why does Vash have such a big bounty on his head, but I saw someone say that he’s the Jesus character of Trigun and like. okay question answered I know enough about Christianity to fill in the blanks here, anyways with that it mind it’s really interesting to see how Vash mentions that his goal is to send Knives to hell

This guy kinda reminds me of that guy from Yu Gi Oh. Kaiba? Yeah Kaiba

12 pieces of coin, twelve assassins, twelve disciples. im making big brain connections here (joking)

There’s a ...head in that bag? [insert “so no head” gif]

Ch 13.5 [I think this is an extra chapter] i like the little background we’re getting on Vash and the visuals with him standing over the mass amounts of crosses like a graveyard is really cool

Alright cut it out Nightow we don’t need to get weird here

Even though I rarely read manga digitally anymore, I feel so spoiled with how much manga is published online nowadays. These very obvious scans of paper volumes is so much harder to read, I’m sounding out like half the words I read

You know that chapter of Kino’s Journey (okay I know you don’t bear with me here) where Kino goes to that country where everyone is obsessed with this one guy’s painting of tanks and they’re all like “it says so much about war and society” and then Kino meets the painter and he’s all like “nah I just think tanks are really cool”. Yeah that painter is Nightow

Which is more elegant, this girl’s dress of Vash’s coat tails?

Has Vash always worn an earring? Have I just never noticed? I see but don’t look? How coquette

The interspersed English that Nightow uses always adds a bit of humor. I’m not even a translator but sometimes I think about what I would do with those bits. Would I keep it to make extra work? Would I translate it into a different language that’s more commonly understood than Japanese but not English (such as Spanish)? Translations are weird man....

Vash has the best pouting face of all time

Okay sorry I said a lot in that chapter but I don’t think any of it was serious. Not that that was a very important chapter anyways, other than the bits of world building we got at the very beginning

Volume three! Ch 14. Omg I see that big cross in the cover. Do we get to meet Nicholas Wolfwood himself? God I hope I’m right and he’s the one with the cross because I’m blasting this post for the Trigun Scholars to see. Blease be kind I know so little

Seems like this volume or at least this chapter is going to be a lot of Vash vs Kaiba

So we’re seeing Rem’s death scene and how it displays her love for humanity, sacrificing herself to save some, even if she can’t save everyone. And seeing that Knives has been a bit fucked from the beginning huh. And why Vash hates him so much (cue Losing My Religion by REM playing in the back)

Vash is typically painted as an angelic type of character (thinking back to chapter nine[?] with the angel/plant they met on the sand steam) so having him depicted more as a devil character is really interesting. They even called this his true nature, although that could just be this villain character giving him shit. I’m excited to see how Vash’s character is fleshed out in future volumes and how these seemingly two sides of him create a whole

Ch 15. I don’t know (yet?) if Knives’ plan was to kill Rem along with a bunch of humans but damn. backfiredddd

So this spirit/angel urging Vash not to kill must be Rem right? Since he said that if he kills here, she’ll be gone for real? I’m taking this to be more of Vash’s memory of her and not a literal angel or spirit

Ch 16. I was totally about to rag on them for having all this insane technology and Meryl still having to use a typewriter but then I remembered that this series is from what. the 80s? Earlier? Honestly who could’ve imagined the technology we’d have in just twenty years from then, it’s insane.

Oh that’s cool! Vash is called “Humanoid Typhoon” right? It’s usually written as 「人間台風」which literally translates to human typhoon but at the beginning of this chapter, Meryl calls him 「人間災害」with furigana instructing the reader to read it as “humanoid typhoon” (same as with the other times), however this translates to “human disaster” rather than typhoon

One coin part down, eleven to go...

We’ve finally officially established that Vash has a prosthetic arm, I was wondering when that was gonna happen

First of all what is Vash carrying with him second of all holy shit that panel of the person(?) nailed on the cross

That thing was set up specifically for him? Is this another one of the twelve assassins? I feel like I’m gonna get bored of this set up real quick if it continues on like this

oh man I’m struggling with the blurriness of this volume, I keep messing up さ and き in the furigana and if anything’s got a dakuten I’m a gonner

Ch 17. I bet these poor citizens see someone in an over the top ridiculous outfit and just think to themselves, aw man this bitch is about to blow up the city again. Good thing I renewed my insurance last month

Yaoi proportions are back!

Having the guy who’s pissing you off rip out his own still-beating heart with his own bare hands is pretty badass ngl

Is Kaiba (okay I know his name is Legato but this is funnier) trying to bring about the apocalypse or something? Or rather eradicate enough humans to be able to live peacefully, whether that means all humans or just the ones he considers “evil”? Right now he’s giving me a lot of Light Yagami vibes

Ch 18. Cross guyyyyyy hell yeah. You know, maybe you wouldn’t collapse in the street if you didn’t carry a big ass cross with you everywhere. Just food for thought

Wolfwood speaks in Kansaiben???? Help I’m falling in love it’s my one weakness in this world

I’ve decided that I never want to see Wolfwood written in katakana ever again.

Wolfwood just needs to say あかん and ホンマ and I’m already head over heels

I really like Wolfwood and I promise it’s more than just the Kansaiben! I love how nice he is and he seems to be able to read people pretty well and also he’s kind of a dork. But the Kansaiben helps too

Ch 19. Omg the one guy who I was immediately like 🫵 yaoi proportions ended up being Hornfreak. Yep that’s just how it is

Isn’t it so fun when words you learned from anime pop up elsewhere? There’s “human trafficking,” which I learned from Yona of the Dawn

Oh? It’s Dominique not Dominic? That explains the かしら. Honestly I do like Nightow’s style of “I can’t tell what gender this person is”

Nightow also really likes drawing Vash ass up this is not the time for a dirty joke

Oh my god hes going super sayan also oh my god im so stupid i just closed out of my trigun tab trying to switch jfc

Ch 20. The cat stepped on my laptop and flipped all the images omfg I am having such a time trying to read today oh my god I can’t get it back I guess I’ll just restart my laptop for now? holy shit

Yeah okay closing out of the site didn’t help, restarting my laptop didn’t help, all files were flipped, but luckily someone suggested clearing the cookies for that site and it actually worked. I am so bad with technology. What a ridiculous day.

I’m gonna be honest I don’t know how you all can read this in English, I could only figure out who was speaking based on the fact that Legato used だ where Wolfwood would’ve used や

Lol jump for your coin bitch (Vash I love you but it’s funny I’m sorry)

Wolfwood’s 「ちう」is causing me so much stress. What the hell does that mean, boy. Luckily I have friends in high places (Japan)

I’m so obsessed with the fucked up angel imagery here in Knives’ rebirth

Please no romance between Meryl and Vash please no romance between Meryl and Vash please no r

Guy who only reads shoujo manga: I’m getting a lot of shoujo manga vibes from this (no but really, there’s a bunch of artistic choices in Trigun that I mostly associate with shoujo manga, but I think it has more to do with the age of the manga. Probably Ikeda Riyoko’s influence)

Knives is such an overdramatic bitch, I love that

Angel Vash! The inherent danger of the divine! Although a god can be kind it can also be cruel! Power can be used in many ways and thus is its danger!

We’ve finally established that Vash and this power that Knives brings out of him is the reason why July Town was destroyed. This is probably also the reason why he’s got such a high price on his head

Also really enjoying the implications that these human forms aren’t Vash’s and Knives’ “true” bodies

Extra chapter. Thank god he didn’t shoot the egg oh my god. The irony of consistently taking the lord’s name in vain so much here (term used ironically but also because what else can I say) while reading Nightow’s bible fanfiction just now hit me

I admit it, I totally skimmed that. In my defense, it’s past midnight.

Final thoughts: Having officially finished up the original trilogy, that was pretty damn good! The ending was great (yes, I know there’s much more to go) and quite bittersweet. The pace really picked up for me in this last volume. My only main issue was just friction between me and the genre, which is no one’s fault but my own. I could definitely do for less action scenes, but again, my favorite genre is the “nothing happens” genre. I’m really excited to see where Trigun Maximum takes the series, especially in the ways that these angels/plants are developed. I’m also excited to see more of Knives and Wolfwood and especially how they both interact with Vash, since they obviously have extremely different perceptions of him. I’m not quite sure where the plot is going to go from here, since it seems like Vash took Knives along with him in his disappearance, but I’ll follow Nightow wherever he leads us in this series. What I’m not looking forward to is having to read more of Nightow’s handwriting. God. Even so, somehow it’s still not the worst I’ve seen from mangaka. Oh, also, there was significantly less of that black cat than I expected. I’ll just assume it comes back in Maximum. And (sorry these thoughts are so unordered) wow the art was so stunning, especially there at the end, that I definitely have half a mind to pick up the physicals for my personal collection. Especially with a fanbase revival due to Trigun Stampede, I’d be more shocked if it’s out of print than if it isn’t. Oh and one more thing, we went through three of the twelve coin assassins. Does that mean that we’re going to go through the other nine in Maximum? Also, I’m not quite clear on why Vash has to collect the coin fragments like this is Dragon Ball (disclaimer: never seen or read any of the dragon ball franchise). Was mystical object collection just a trend back then? What’s going to happen, or supposed to, when Vash gets them all? Hopefully this will become clear as the series continues.

[retirement-home-rumble]

oh i think i see where some of the fundamental confusion is... for a lot of us (at least myself), them gaining extra members of the team *is* actually a negative. because if it's going to be 4 random characters from 4 franchises against 1 or even 2 people... people will tend to vote for the 4. because its more funny. and then it feels less like an actual contest of the characters, and just a battle of who has the biggest numbers. this really isnt that serious though haha so im sorry if ur getting hate for it... still, i'd say just advance the winners personally

Hmmm I do see your point. I guess I just hadn't thought of it like that because no matter what it's always gonna end up being a battle of bigger numbers. Purely because some sources are a lot more popular than others. So it's not really possible to make it a 100% fair contest based on the merits of the characters themselves.

Also, specifically in this case, I have seen most people campaigning to try to add people to the team. So I don't think it would be as much of a sweep as you're saying since people will be voting for the competition to try to tie them again

[sturnsbaebackup]

PROMPT LIST — ☆

disclaimer: you are MORE than welcome to suggest your own ideas as well! also, please do not combine more than 3 prompts! and don’t forget to please clarify the prompts when you request!! <3

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FLUFF

1. "you're the only one who can calm him down"

2. “your fans don't like me"

3. “i’m here baby, don't worry"

4. "i love you more than anyone"

5. “come cuddle me"

6. “i want attention"

7. “quit stealing all the pillows!”

8. “you’re my new pillow”

9. “why are your feet so cold?”

10. “there’s room for two!”

11. “stop being grumpy”

12. "aww you're blushing!"

13. “you make me feel safe”

14. “can i get your number?"

15. “i’m scared to meet your family"

16. “i love your family, they make me feel so welcome"

17. “i like showing you off”

18. “i miss you"

19. “i need you right now"

20. "that's the prettiest fan i've ever seen"

21. “i’m so stressed out”

22. "lets have a movie night"

23. “can i do your makeup?"

24. "dance with me"

25. “it's a tiktok trend i'm sorry!"

26. “do this tiktok with me"

27. “let's go on a drive"

28. “you're drunk, i'll help you"

29. “i like that nickname"

30. "i like that outfit on you

31. “my clothes look better on you anyways"

32. “bake with me”

33. "let's go shopping"

34. “i’m sick"

35. “you're ticklish?!"

36. “let me teach you how to ice skate"

37. “take me to get my wisdom teeth out"

38. “have you seen my hoodie?"

39. “stop video taping me this isn't funny!"

40. “don't you dare post that"

41. “i look ugly”

42. “he won't stop talking about you”

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ANGST / SAD

1. “was this all just a joke to you?”

2. "we're just hooking up, it's nothing serious"

3. "why don't you ever post me?"

4. "i’ll change for you, i promise"

5. "i got in a fight because of you"

6. "i thought you cheated, i'm sorry"

7. "no need for attitude!"

8. "yeah, i'm jealous"

9. "forgive me?"

10. "he/she’s my ex, we broke up for a reason"

11. “are you really that oblivious?”

12. “i want this to be real, not fake anymore”

13. “yeah i like you, dipshit”

14. “i want you, not them.”

15. “can’t you make some time for me?”

16. “i don’t even know who you are anymore!”

17. “forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”

18. “don’t ever do that again!”

19. “do you even love me anymore?”

20. “can you shut up and listen to someone other than yourself for once in your life?”

21. “i told you not to fall in love with me.”

22. “the worst thing is, that even after all of that, i’m still in love with you.”

23. “why are you even here?”

24. “are you even listening to me?!”

25. “if you love me, you’ll let me go”

26. “i cant keep doing this to myself!”

27. “you don’t know me, so don’t act like you do.”

—

ENEMIES TO LOVERS

1. “you’re my tutor? absolutely not.”

2. “you haven’t called me an asshole yet today, everything okay?”

3. “i guess were partners for this…” “oh please someone kill me now.”

4. “just cause our parents are friends doesn’t mean we are”

5. “stop following me around like a lost puppy!” … “maybe you being around isn’t so bad.”

6. “congratulations, i guess.” “oh, are you done being an asshole now?”

7. “don’t feel special that i’m here, my mom made me come.” “mhm, sure.”

8. “are they fighting again?” “worse, they’re kissing”

9. “did i just hear a ‘thank you’?” “do not get used to hearing that.”

10. “i am not getting in that car with you, are you crazy?”

11. “do you ever stop complaining?” “you ever think that if you stopped being an idiot i wouldn’t need to complain?”

12. “why do you hate me?” “you think i hate you?”

[frostfloweragainlol-alias-juno]

This is part 2

Dex belongs to @leech-twinz

Warning: slight Emetophobia and sickness (flu), cussing

Ship present: Cain x oc (Dex), Abel x Larry

5.30 p.m.

Abel’s phone rang

“Yes?”

“I got your text, is Cain ok?!”

“He is not dead so-“

“I’m serious brother-!”

“Ok, jeeze “ 076 sighed “ He’s not doing great, but last time I checked his fever went down a little” he paused “ Where are you anyway?”

“Me and Alto are substituting for you in the mission, don’t you remember? You texted me asking me to “

“Really ?” Abel checked his phone “huh, you’re right “

“You really are worried huh ?”

“Fuck you”

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about, you know? I’m worried too “

“Whatever “

“Jeeze, Ok Mr Grumpy” she said jokingly

“Stop calling me that”

“Hahaaha!”

“Ugh, why must you be so anno-“

Abel suddenly paused

“Aby?”

“Sorry, I got to go, I’ll call you back” 076 quickly said before hanging up

“Wtf?” Frost wondered staring at the phone’s pitch black screen

~

“Well at least you made it to the bathroom ?” tried to joke Abel

“not... funny...” Cain managed to say

“ I’m just saying that puking here is better than throwing up on the floor “ he replied patting his back

“Oh now you’re an optimist?!” Cain wrapped his arms around his abdomen.

He seemed even more exhausted now.

“You’re pale as fuck, you should really eat something “

“ I would probably throw that up as well “

“At least drink something?!”

Cain was about to reply when Abel phone rang again

“Yeah?”

“Hey, it's Larry. So it’s tonight at 6 right?”

-Oh fuck-

“Uh-“

“Don’t tell me you forgot about our date “

“No no no, it's not that!” he tried to explain “It’s just... something came up-“

Cain looked at the ground, feeling guilty

“Oh? What happened?”

“I’ll send you a text explaining everything. I promise I didn’t forgot”

“Wait you’re serious then”

Both of them stayed silent

“Ok, I’ll call back later”

“Thank you”

“No problem. I love you !!“

“I love you too” Abel whispered

106 smiled, then hung up

“Back at what i was saying-“ pause

“Cain? Is something wrong?”

“I’m sorry, about the date”

“Huh? What do you..?” “WAIT- do you really think that was your fault ?”

073 Nodded in response

“How on earth could that be your fault?! I quite literally forgot about it in the first place !”

“You still could have gone! But you can’t because you are taking care of me-“

“You know I can reschedule a date right ?!” He hugged his brother

Cain hugged Abel back “i’m sorry...for everything” he tear up, both from guilt and tiredness

“Uh- bro is all this for the date? Or is still about that thing-”

073 broke down crying

“Aaand it’s about that...“

“For the 100th time, I already forgave you for that 2 YEARS ago”

“Stop fucking crying or you’ll make me cry too!”

.

.

.

Surely enough, minutes later both of them were sobbing uncontrollably , with the only interruption being a few “I’m sorry “ and “shut the fuck up”

~

8.00 p.m

Frost knocked at the door

“Hey du-“ she stopped immediately as she saw Abel face

“Have you been crying? Are you ok?!! What happened?!?” she shut the door behind her

“I’m fine” he wiped his eyes

“Seriously, why were you crying?!”

“Cause Cain started crying “ he explained “ and I honestly have no idea of why I started crying too but eh-“ he paused “Man, was today weird “

Frost looked at him confused

“How was the mission btw?” 076 tried to break the silence

“No one died so I guess good “ she stopped “Well, actually 2 class Ds died”

“What scp escaped again?”

“It was ... what was it?! Uhh- I don’t remember the number??”

“[redacted]?“ tried to guess Abel

“Exactly that one ! I always forget its number omg “

“ It’s strange how they literally could contain me almost without any breaches but it’s the fourth time this week that that thing escapes. And It’s only fucking Thursday “

Frost shrugged her shoulders in response

“Cain?” She asked

“He’s sleeping. His fever went down to 100,4 °F. Before it was like 104 °F“

“Well that’s a good sign” she said relieved

Abel nodded

“ Dex?*

“He said he was coming. I tried to tell him it wasn’t a good idea because he could get sick too, but he insisted “

“I don’t think Cain is even contagious, I’m not sick “

“Abel, you basically never get sick remember?”

Abel stared at her , and then replied with an “Oh. Right “

Frost crossed her arms

“Go take a nap”

“Uh?”

“Go to sleep, you’re clearly tired”

“But-”

“Go take a fucking nap dumbass “

“What are you? My mother ?”

“No, but I care about you and therefore I’d advise you to go and rest cause you look exhausted. And probably your brother would think too that you should rest “

“I’m not leaving this place until Cain is better“

“Fine, you can stay” 9108 sighed “But take a nap”

Abel crouched down

“NOT on the floor. The couch exists for a reason “

076 got up staring at her annoyed

“Oh! And take this” she handed him a pillow and a blanket “I know cold it’s not that much of a deal for you but still”

“Thanks” he mumbled

“Wait- did you keep those in your pockets or some shit?! Cause I’m sure you weren’t holding these five minutes ago “

“I have a backpack “ she snorted

“Ah”

Frost giggled

“DON’T LAUGH”

“I’m not” she tried to say without bursting into laughter

“Fuck you”

“I’m really trying not to I swear “ she snorted

“Yeah yeah” he rolled his eyes

~

9.00 p.m

Frost checked on both of her brothers , both deeply asleep. Then sighed relieved and headed to the small kitchen of the chamber. -whoa, this site’s chambers are so cool! Is much better here - she thought while walking . She sat down on a chair, ignoring the flashbacks of site 19. She was still lost in her thoughts when there was a knock on the door. She quietly unlocked

“Hey Dex”

“Hi. Sorry I’m late but an mtf got in the way”

“I swear those bitches” Frost rolled her eyes

“Why are you whispering?”

“Cain and Abel are sleeping”

“ Is Abel on the couch?”

“Yep” 9108 replied shutting very slowly the door

“Is Cain alright?” He then asked. His voice sounded worried

“He’s getting better don’t worry “ Frost reply

“Oh, thank god” he whispered

9108 smiled

“Anyway, since you’re here, would you like something to drink? Tea or coffee?”

“Either it’s ok”

“Tea then?”

Dex nodded then proceeded to seat down to one of the chairs next to the table

“Man, how many kinds of tea does my brother have?! There are like 30 boxes here!”

“I didn’t know Cain liked it so much, I always see him drink coffee ?”

“He does. It’s the only natural thing he can consume as the herbs inside of the tea bags are already dried out”

“Really?”

“Yep” “uhh, would you like vanilla tea?”

Dex nodded again

“Cool”

In a few minutes two hot tea cups were ready.

“Thank you” he smiled

“No prob “

They stayed silent for a few minutes

“Hey Frost?”

“Hm?”

“Remember when you told me you also were on site 19 around the time I also was contained there ?”

“Mh?”

“You never actually told me what happened back there”

Frost placed the cup on the table “Yeaahh- i don’t really… want to talk about it- you know-? it’s one of those experiences that are just meant to be forgotten “

Dex stared at her in silence

“And chambers are orribile“ she smirked

“Seriously the site reaaally should hire an interior decorator. I mean gray walls?” She then joked

“Oh yes I remember those haha-gray? I would of opted for another color ” Dex added

Both quietly giggled

~

10.30 p.m

Frost and Dex were still talking

“Btw did you see my twin by any chance today?

“Nope. Didn’t he have a date with Abel tho?”

“How do you know that?”

“He told me. Well he was supposed to have one but Cain got sick and Abel probably forgot “

“Weird, I never saw him forget about anything”

“Yes, except when he’s worried about something or tired. He forgets everything “

“Oh? Really?”

“Mhm” Frost paused “Don’t tell him I told you this tho”

“My lips are sealed “ he reassured

“Sealed? How will you talk then? '' a sleepy voice jokingly replied

Frost and Dex simultaneously turned their heads and stared at the man in the white pajamas behind them. Cain smiled. Dex stood up and hugged him, so quickly that they both lost their balance and fell on the floor.

“Happy to see you too” Cain smiled again, hugging his husband back. Dex held him tight , relieved to see he was ok

“I’m happy to see you’re feeling better brother ” Frost smiled

She was about to say something else when her phone rang

“Excuse me a sec”

She brought the phone to her ear “Hello?” Pause “Oh. Wait again?! —- him too?! ” She stopped again for a few seconds then glanced at Abel, who was still asleep “No he’s busy at the moment. Yes I understand. Listen, I'll come alone ok?” Frost sighed, annoyed “Again: no, he can’t be there right now , but I can. How many times do I have to repeat myself?” Silence once again until scp 9108 finally replied with “Good “ and “I’ll be there asap” and then hung up.

“Who was that ?” asked Cain, still hugging Mo

“Ugh, the mtf squad omega 8. Scp[redacted] has once again escaped and someone well decided to look at a photograph of Lanky apparently.“

“But you and Clef just stopped it?!”

“Yes but there was an accident during the transport and [redacted] escaped again”

Cain glanced at his sister “ who were you talking about? Abel?”

“Huh?”

“When you glanced at him and said ‘no he’s busy’ ?”

“Oh ? Oh yeah!” Frost crossed her arms “They wanted me and Aby’s help” another sigh “But he is resting and I don’t wanna wake him, so I just told the guy he was busy”

“If you want I can-“

“Absolutely fucking not, you’re still feverish“

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. Besides I’ve already fought that oversized lizard twice and survived , this will certainly be easier “

“You almost died!!”

“And I survived”

“At least bring someone with you during at least one of the missions? For safety? Please?”

Frost sighed “Fine. I’ll ask Zack to help me with [redacted] while I try to find Lanky. Happy now?”

“Very “

“Good” She paused “Welp- i better go. See y’all later” she then proceeded to open the door and then closing it with a “byeeeee!”

~

6.00 a.m

Cain glanced at his brother, still sleeping on the couch, and Dex, who had fallen asleep on the little armchair next to the table. He smiled, then grabbed a blanket and proceeded to gently place it around his husband’s shoulders, careful not to wake him. He then kissed him on the forehead. Dex smiled in his sleep.

“Mh- shit... ughh- dammit ”

“Good morning. Slept well?” Cain turned around and smiled

“Ehhh- somewhat- and bet I overslept” Abel rubbed his eyes

“It’s 6.00 am, it’s still pretty early actually” reassured him 073

“Huh” he sat up and yawned “Usually I’m up for 5 am tho”

“I know. But at least you got a full-night sleep and not the usual 5-4 hours per night”

“How did you even know my sleep schedule?”

“I’m your older brother. I know everything “

“Omg, You’re creepy “

“No, I just know you” Cain raised an eyebrow

“Ok. Whatever “ he rolled his eyes

He looked around, then again at his brother

“Frost is in mission if that’s what you wanted to ask”

“Damn you could at least let me ask “

073 shrugged “Hey, about yesterday-“

“?”

“Thank you. For taking care of me“

Abel started at his brother, then nodded

“But next time you go to work sick, I’ll straight up be kicking your ass“ he smirked