#the champions deserved sooo much better

[petorahs]

? reading a revalink fic recommended to me since im in a zelda mood lately and its like im reading shuake with the amount of rivals to lovers thing they got going on. everything i do reminds me of them.............

[ashoss]

Oops you got me going on two of my seven evil hyperfixations (batfam and pjo) so i'm gonna keep going ❤️ I think for Cass it really depends on what aspect of her personality/history you want to focus on! I've always liked Bellona (Roman goddess of war) for her as a connection to her fighting abilities. I feel like she'd have a similar relationship to her mother as Frank Zhang does to Mars. Hades of course for the connection to death. I also like Nike is another good one, especially with how CONFIDENT she is in the comics that she never loses. Like she's so smug about it, i love it!

Actually, if you still want Cass to have a relation to Hades without her being a kid of the big 3, you could have her be a legacy of Hades and have a different god be her other godly parent (like Frank)! Two for one because Cass is that special ❤️

Another one that I've never seen anyone mention, but one that came to me and won't leave my head, is Nemesis. Nemesis is vengeance, yes, but she is also justice and balance, passing judgment where it is and in proportion to what was deserved. Our first introduction to Cass was that she felt so much guilt over killing a man that she felt that the only way to redeem herself was to die. We see this fuel so much of her actions as batgirl, and even though she eventually grew out of that mindset, that really struck me that Cass was someone kind and fair. She values life so much that she couldn't forgive herself for something that wasn't her fault (passing judgment like Nemesis, but inward instead of outward), so now she fights so that others have a right to live and to right what she thinks of as wrongs

Also depending on which origin you use for Diana, the batkids being demigods means that cool aunt diana REALLY IS their aunt now! Or even better, their cool older cousin (which i think would be incredibly funny) LMAO aunt would be if Diana is directly the offspring of Zeus (along with Cassie Sandsmark, who would also technically be Tim's aunt in this case? LMAO) Cousin would be a bit looser, but going the clay doll route, diana could be regarded as being "birthed" by the other gods, or at the very least, is their champion and near-like their child in that way.

akhjds no please keep going!!! you have fantastic takes on this oh my god

god, nemesis Cass is honestly so interesting. i was focusing more on her relationship with fighting and death for some of my other ideas but honestly it makes so much more sense. (and me taking just the justice/retribution for me wanting her to be Jason's mom) but god that makes so much sense i am actually so in love with this take. (hades legacy cass is also sooo good ugh)

and yes!! that is absolutely their aunt Diana!! (when Jason actually gets claimed his first thing is "like wonder woman???") i also think their connection with some of the other Amazonians would be interesting in this case because it could be the cause for the FUNNIEST shenanigans that the other people don't get.

like Tim complaining to Cassie: ugh yeah there was a couple harpies on my way here. they're such a pain to fight.

Cassie: ugh yeah i know.

Kon and Bart: harpies????

or like, "hey Tim why are you covered in gold glitter?

Tim: had to fight a cheerleader.

[whoblewboobear]

Hiiii!!! 📓

Hellooo hiii~ and OUGHHH Thank u 🥰 

So I pretty much rapid fire throw all my lil fic blurbs that I’ll probably never write on here but one of them that hasn’t entirely gotten its own spotlight is Porter’s backstory/character study. It’s mainly in bits and pieces but I’ve thought about it ALOT. I’ve rattled man around my brain for so long to figure out WHY he’s like that. Sooo I’m gonna scream about what I think his deal is for a lil bit~ A lot a bit actually lmao so it’s going under a read more 🤧✌️

~ The minute Porter was born his parents chose war over him. Handed him off to his grandparents the moment they’d both be able to go straight back into battle to defend the sunstone clan. He was left with his Paternal grandparents where they pretty much raised him like a soldier. He was homeschooled and along side his regular lessons like Common and Math, a lot of history lessons came from his grandfather who was a big war guy. He loaded Porter up on so many texts about wars that have passed, tactics each army used, etc. This is where Porter’s love for history comes in. 

He also learned cooking from his grandma and a little bit of sewing because she believed martial classes should always have their own form of mending in their back pocket. “There wont always be a caster around to do the small stuff.” Porter disagrees heavily in present day. He can sew and it’s a skill he kept up with but he almost exclusively dates casters that don’t mind using a quick mending on some of his things. 

(Jace sees this, realizes this, and then punches Porter so hard in the arm when he finds him sewing a pair of his pants bc “you ask me to mend your clothes all the time! You can sew?!” Jace doesn’t mind but he does give Porter shit about it from now on. But enough about Jace. For once this ain’t about him 😗✌️) 

Porter was definitely way closer to his grandma. She taught him everything she knew about divinity. Very very devout woman. She 100% believed in Ankarna as a goddess of Justice because she thought what the clan was doing WAS justice. With Porter’s grandfather, he makes it very clear during sparring and fighting practice that their goddess is weak and needs to be changed for the better and that Porter could be the one to do it. He has that drilled into him from such an early age too. Like imagine little 12 year old Porter being told “you’ll be the next champion, you will take back what we deserve.” It’s a lot of pressure. The war ended some years ago, but his parents died for this cause. He owes it to them to at least try. 

His clan is mostly in hiding. Somewhere high up in the mountains of chaos. I like to imagine that it’s the Cliffbreakers and a few other giantkin that found a home there. It’s prominent enough but secluded enough that adventurers pass through every now and then to trade or get in a long rest for the night. Porter loves sneaking out and watching them. He’s never seen so many different kinds of interesting and well traveled people before. By the time he’s 16 he’s a little tired of his training. There hasn’t been a war in quite sometime. Adventuring is where the battle is. 

One night the rogue of a visiting party has spied him watching the last few nights and offers for Porter to join. So he does and he likes the conversation and their stories. Their bard sing folk songs that are so new and different from the ones his grandmother used to sing him to sleep with. This is new and exciting and when the party offers for him to join he jumps at the chance. He leaves a letter, steals his dad’s old war hammer, and heads off with them just as dawn is breaking. 

He stays with that party into his late teens. He’s maybe 19 by the time the party raises concerns with their cleric’s closeness to Porter. Truly a fucking scumbag that was pursuing him when they definitely shouldn’t have been. Porter doesn’t see the issue, he’s confused why everyone is fighting about it or why the first person he’s ever been interested in, maybe even loved is being ousted from the group. They sit him down and explain the nuance but he’s a little too young and a little too angry to understand. So he leaves. 

Porter cycles through about 6 other adventuring parties, being messy the entire time too bc he absolutely does date at least one person from every new party he joins. He doesn’t mean to it just sorta happens 🤭 he’s partial to mages. He’s so fascinated by the concept of magic. Sure he’s still in touch with his faith and the little magic he can do because of it is nice but it’s not raw unadulterated power. 

By the time he’s maybe 36 he’s with a been with a sorcerer woman for about 3 years, he’s happy. He loves her, they had a small wedding when they stopped in a quaint and homey woodland town. She helps a lot with his temper when the rage is a little too much. One day she comes to him and says it might be time for them to stop adventuring. He’s confused until she places her hand on her stomach and says they’re having a baby. He’s scared but overjoyed. He loves kids. He used to babysit here and there with his grandma back home. So they do it. They break off from the party and settle in a town not too farm from Elmville.

Porter takes small quests here and there to keep them afloat. It’s not much and it’s not particularly interesting but he’s happy at home. Until he isn’t. After his wife has their baby girl, they’re constantly fighting. Fighting to the point of hurting each other. It isn’t pretty and they try to keep it from their little girl but god the older she gets the more she notices and that’s when Porter and his wife sit down and discuss separating. She tells him he can get settled before they discuss co-parenting and he agrees. He moves to Elmville, finds that the big adventuring high school in town is looking for a barbarian teacher. He feels qualified enough. Maybe it’s the arrogance and the ego talking but he feels like he can do it. So he applies and honestly, it’s such a weird interview. It’s so bizarre. Arthur is so strange but he hires Porter on the spot. With his teaching money he can finally afford an apartment. About a month or so of him getting settled his ex wife calls and says a letter from his grandmother came to the house. Porter made trips back to the mountains every few years but it became a lot less after his grandfather died. It was all a little too difficult for him to be back there. 

When he gets the letter, it’s from the doctor that lives in his childhood community saying that Porter’s grandmother is sick. Not on deaths door sick but sick enough that she needs someone to look after her. It’s not even a question in his mind to move her in with him. He takes care of her and he works, and eventually he starts co-parenting. His life is alright.

Sometime around late freshman year or the summer after his grandmother takes a turn for the worst and passes. It’s a bit much and it’s not fair and his heart hurts so fucking much. And somewhere in his grief he hatches a plan. To become a god and fulfill his role as champion long enough to kill god and take her place. He’ll burn the world to the ground if he has to. To make his family and his ancestors proud.

[ferrariapologist]

i have once again shit to say.

1. first of all, charles leclerc. oh charles leclerc. you indeed are a champion. there's no other way to put it. he showed such a great response coming from such an end of a season. i haven't forgotten - i don't think any charles fan has - the way he was so unnecessary criticised (and i know. i've already said enough on the topic. but i'm still bitter.) from the media, from f1 fans, even his own, to a season opener and showing what he's made of. i mean i don't want to say anything yet but. yep. i better shut up.

2. he's matured and grown so much. i think he's finally fully developed as a driver. and you can see it in so many ways. i mean just look at his reactions, when he found out he was on pole, pretty much everyone was expecting great reactions from him, and to everyones surprise he was actually very composed. i guess luck hasn't been on his side for so long he can't bring himself to get his hopes up for nothing. i mean of course he was happy but you could tell he was already focused on the race.

3. and then, sunday came. after a great start, he was able to hold max back sooo well - and btw, the lestappen rivalry is going to make us shit our pants for the whole season, i just know it -. he raced so smartly and well, like a champ indeed.

4. ferrari deserves this. mattia deserves this. they've been working so hard, trying to improve even the tiniest elements. working mentally as well. and even when no one believed in him, in his ways of thinking and working. and i'm just glad after so much work it's finally starting to pay off. everything is finally coming into place.

5. it's impossible not to think about it now. obviously super cautiously, we still have 22 races left. but with such a good season opener and good signals, i think it's fair. and we know charles thinks about it too. with redbulls issues, merc just not being there (yet), the mclaren flop, the chances are real.

6. as mattia said, they finally gave charles the good car he deserves, now lets see what he does with it.

7. and last, but not least, i just want to take a moment and laugh at everyone who thought ferrari was staying in the midfield

[theresa-of-liechtenstein]

art by em year in review: electric boogaloo!

ah, 2021. a rollercoaster (derogatory). you know the drill—unsolicited affectionate self-roasting below the cut.

jan: starting things off on the most cheerful note imaginable here with an illustration for the fic in which I thought it'd be a great idea to kill off martin crieff! I could make fun of my lineart here but to be honest, looking back I just feel sorry for the em that hadn't yet discovered alpha lock in sketchbook...babygirl you could have spent so much less time on your art...

feb: hello linda fairbairn, otherwise known as the one-off cabin pressure character whose offhand mention of her hobby as a rally driver was the reason I got sucked into motorsport! and hello to therlinda, also known as the best idea I've come up with this year! (sorry not sorry bobsled!) anyway that race suit kind of deserves to be made fun of. luckily, I've already done that, and proposed a better (safer) redesign.

mar: and here we see the beginning of the shipwright & fairbairn lore, in which my dreadfully overpowering hunger for a mentor figure in the midst of completely virtual university led me to wonder what it would be like to be a starry-eyed kid at the bottom of the pecking order of one's airline getting stuck with a tired old guy with baggage. I decided to return to a brush I hadn't used since february of 2020, and was pleasantly surprised to find that I actually...liked what I got. I would continue using this brush for lineart until mid- to late summer.

apr: I maintain that we need a studio ghibli adaptation of the careers and lives of michèle mouton and fabrizia pons, two rally drivers from the 80s I discovered while doing research for linda fairbairn fanfic. sure, there's an animated movie based loosely on mouton's life, but it gives the michèle-coded character...magic powers. which is kind of stupid considering that at the core of michèle and fabrizia's story is hard work, friendship, determination, and overwhelming joy. so anyway I think they deserve a ghibli film. it was fun to experiment with this style so I included it here.

may: a very necessary update to this piece (since I kind of see everyone in cabin pressure as filipino except for theresa and linda). I love this picture still—it's my mobile header and I don't plan on changing it anytime soon. even though I did martin sort of dirty (but really, who's up in arms about martin nowadays!) my favorite part of the piece is either theresa and carolyn sharing a conspiratorial glance, or douglas and arthur being almost the same height. is arthur standing on a box? did he inherit height elsewhere? well, i can't decide, but should I maybe talk a little more about the specifics of my ideas of the cabin pressure crew being filipino? yes perhaps I should. but another time. another time

jun: just girly best friendz things is being a rally driving partnership for like six years, having your children around the same time as each other, and having your birthdays three days apart. I drew this for mouton and pons' birthdays and it was the first large-scale thing I did in procreate. ok confession: since then I haven't really used procreate. I know, bad of me, especially since I spent like ten dollars on the app: but sketchbook is just more intuitive under my fingers. and since I discovered alpha lock was a thing on sketchbook...

jul: ...I could make stuff like this. I drew this for the birthday of the former top target of my gender envy (it's now shifted...but I still appreciate the gender I got from him), former F1 world champion sebastian vettel. drawing all the little details in the race suits was sooo much fun honestly and i could go on and on about the specific ways this dude inspires me but. it's a little embarrassing. I'll save it for the essay.

aug: admittedly at this point i kind of had a flop era. the pen I'd been depending on (heh) since march wasn't really working with me. looking back I realize I may have over-arted myself into burnout, but at the time I didn't really think it was the problem. I also remember feeling a lot of frustration around this time because I didn't seem to have the inspiration to touch anything other than shipwright & fairbairn. luckily for my art life, I forced myself to stop drawing for something like two weeks...

sept: ...and this was the result. I think this is my favorite shipwright & fairbairn thing yet. your honor they are besties. they are besties. also, new brush! actually, it's not so much a new brush as it is a brush I used a lot before, got tired of, then changed the settings around and decided I liked it. honestly what I am fond of now for lineart is a sort of chalky (???) textured brush with a lot of variation of tip size based on pressure, but opacity is unaffected. if any of that makes sense at all! also, coloring the lineart with alpha lock so that its darker and more saturated than the flat coloring was such a game-changer. before (see january) I would just make the lineart darker than the flat coloring but not change the saturation, which made it look...meh. kind of dead. so this was a case of learn what you like and things will be okay.

oct: THE F1 AU. oh my god it lives in my head rent free. I have a lot of notes about this on the artwork's post itself so all I'll say is that thinking up all the little details and customizing the helmets was soo much fun. maybe I should have a side job as a helmet designer... should this technically be in september since most of the sketching was done in september? I say no. I did the coloring in october (also it was kind of the only thing I completed to satisfaction in october because. school became in person again and I got many times busier. turns out in-person university is very different from virtual university! /j)

nov: yet another iteration of the f1 AU! giving douglas a mustache is one of the most simultaneously inspired and cursed choices I've ever come across. (Inspired because it was ant who egged me on to to do it, cursed because...I barely know how to draw facial hair. I floundered on poor seb's picture [see july] kdajfkfjd)

dec: lastly, a work I never posted but currently use as a discord icon...my ferrarisona. yes my favorite f1 team is scuderia ferrari. I blame user fio maranello. something about the history, something about the legacy, a lot about the passion. anyway I used the 2018 ferrari suit bc that's the last time seb finished 2nd bc it's sexy. and my dream helmet is covered in sampaguita and functional groups and the reaction round the top of the helmet is a radical polymerization reaction (polypropylene, which is not my favorite but it behaves in a cool way so whatever).

[stateofcharles]

It’s almost like Ferrari don’t want to win the championship because every race they find a new way to fuck over Charles and any hope of winning this season. Charles deserves so much better!

i wish he thought sooo much more about himself, he clearly has all the potential to be a champion but he sees his dream shattered bc of a shitty team who cant valorise him, and they ofc take advantage of his loyalty, but honestly fuck em they dont deserve him

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-yigas]

After a month in chastity, I think Huni deserves to get his whussy (whore pussy) wrecked by Daruk, don’t you?

Imma do this, instead of answering the fucking arbys shit, fuck you.

Fuck Rhoam. His royal high ass kept his pussy in a cage. Not just for a session-but a whole MONTH. He was FINALLY given a chance to be free, and at first, he was just going to jerk it until he passed out. But it wasn't enough. He wanted to not just cum, he wantes his toes to curl, his eyes to roll to the back of his head.

He wanted a big, damn near scary cock. And according to Kohga, that meant he neeced some Goron meat. And since Huni was the prettiest Gerudo, he deserved the sexiest Goron. As in, Daruk. Big muscles, big ol' stomach, and LOTS of hair- dude was a TOTAL stud with a sweetheart of a personality.

"Hey! You wanted to see me?"

Being the king's whore made him pretty important, so him summoning one of the champions wasn't so odd. Though, summoning him to his own little play room WAS a bit odd. Huni turned to look at him, barely able to keep himself hidden in his robe.

"Daruk, sooo glad you could make it. I've had SUCH a pain in my back, and I heard you Goron's are famous for your massages."

"We are, but its usually over a hot rock slab, I-"

Huni put on such a sad face, and of course, Daruk couldn't refuse him. He sighed, motioning to his bed.

"Suppose I can TRY. Can't guarantee I'll get any kinks out though."

Oh he will. Whether he knew it or not. Huni hopped into bed, sighing as he got comfy. Daruk was about to put his hands on him, when Huni whined.

"Daruk. I don't mean to be a pest, but could you...well. You know, never mind, I'm sorry."

Daruk looked down at him, clearly willing to listen.

"No no, what is it? I wanna make you comfortable."

Oh such a sweet, stupid man. He faked a sad face.

"I was just...could you get nude too? I'm in this little robe, and I just feel like I'd feel less...judged. You understand."

He didn't, but that didn't matter. Daruk was too sweet to refuse him.

"Uh, sure, if it helps you? I'll put it back on if you're uncomfortable too."

Daruk didn't move away from him, putting on QUITE the show for him. First came off the weapon, then the chain, then, finally, that pesky Goron underwear. Oh Huni could swoon. He. Was. HUGE. Dear god, a giant, scaley cock, with a matching set of balls. And this was him FLACCID.

"You're okay with this?"

"Oh yeah, totally. I'm like, SO much more comfortable now. You’re a sweetie, Daruk."

Daruk chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. Aside from rich asshole daddies, Huni was GREAT at reeling in one other type; buff dumbasses with huge hearts. And suffice to say, Daruk was caught in his little whore web.

"No problem. Sorry if I'm a bit rough. Revali says I dunno my own strength."

Holy SHIT his pussy was wet.

"Oh don't worry. I can handle a big guy like you. Now quit teasing! My back is just, awful."

Daruk did as he said. His hands were on him in an instant, digging his big fingers into his own soft skin. Oh they were ROUGH, and it made Huni just melt under him like butter.

"You good down there?"

"Oh...definitely. You're a god send, Daruk. Though...I'd love for you to go a little lower."

Daruk obeyed. His hands were now just RIGHT above his ass. His body was already sore from his handiwork, but he didn’t care in the slightest.

"Where exactly is that knot? I can't...find it?"

Huni was lost in thought for a moment, letting himself get touched all over by those absolutely beastly hands.

"Hmmm...maybe try getting in front of me. Might get a better angle."

"Worth a shot."

Daruk moved till he was right in front of him, before leaning over and reaching for his lower back. Huni felt himself drool as he looked in front of him. His cock was RIGHT there, just tempting him. He swore he could even feel the heat coming off his massive frame.

"You feel it, big guy?"

"Not...exactly? I'll keep looking though, I'd be embarrassed if I left without making you feel better."

Oh that was it. He was fucking getting it. Huni was unable to resist, and he leaned forward, wrapping his mouth around the thick head. Daruk jumped a bit, having to hold onto the table in order to keep either of them from falling.

"Woah woah! What are you-"

"You said you wanted to make me feel better, right? Come on, make me feel better~"

Daruk stammered in response, but he didn’t push Huni away. He stayed still, as if testing the waters. Huni could sway him, he was sure of it. He fit as much of him as he could, slurping and licking. Oh the scales made for such a new, yummy texture, he was obsessed. He felt himself whimper as Daruk pulled him away, already lightly panting.

"I...are you sure you wanna do this? What about Rh-"

"He's fine with it, trust me. Now get over here, I'm not done sucking that cobble crusher of yours~"

Rhoam WASN’T okay with this. He'd be FURIOUS if he knew Huni was getting destroyed by Goron cock. But sweet Daruk didn't need to know that. Huni got him to sit on the floor, before undoing his robe, letting it fall to the floor. Daruk chuckled.

"You planned this, didn't you?"

"You act like you've never thought about it. And its not my fault, look at how wet you made me."

Huni walked over to him, laying on him with his pussy facing him, and his face right in front of that semi hard cock. Daruk chuckled, holding onto Huni's cheeks, and parting them, getting a good look at his soaked pussy.

"Take it you like my hands."

"And you like MY mouth."

He was a bit of a spicy boy, and in a way, it made this more fun. Huni helped himself to more of that cock, one hand used to keep himself from falling, and the other to hold onto his growing gerth. Oh the way his scales glided against his tongue, the way the smell of dirt and flint tickled his nose. As is that wasn’t enough; Daruk was fascinated with his ass, massaging them and fondling them and making juices drip down his legs and-

"You wanna see what these hands can really do?"

Oh what a naughty, naughty boy, Daruk. Huni pulled away, spitting onto his cock and continuing to stroke him furiously.

"Fucking hell-you better finger my fucking pussy right now."

He turned to look at Daruk, who gave a small salute in understanding. Then he stopped being so nice. Shoving not one, but TWO of his big sausage fingers right into his pussy. And he wasn't gentle. His fingers pumped in and out of him quickly, making pussy juices soak his hand and onto the floor.

"Oh FUCK!! Oh that's it, milk my fucking pussy!!!"

He couldn’t even focus on sucking. He was barely able to stroke him, just melting on top of Daruk like hot butter. He had only been doing it for a few seconds, and he was already going to fucking cum. Then, he suddenly pulled out, leaving Huni feeling empty, and just absolutely desperate. Daruk chuckled.

"Hey hey. Let's not forget the main event."

Daruk reached over, smudging Huni's face against his giant, hard, hot, leaking gerth. Oh Huni could have this cock in his face as if it was makeup. Daruk was sweet, and yet, he was still a bully. He loved it.

"Fucking shit- stop teasing me and give it to me, you fucking-"

Daruk didn't let him finish as he picked Huni up, held onto his thighs, and sank that soaked pussy right onto his cock. HOW that managed to fit, no one had a clue, but that didn't matter. It fit, it stuffed him fully, and he was seeing fucking stars.

And then Daruk decided he REALLY liked that pussy. He wasn't gentle as he slammed into him, holding onto his frame as he rutted against him like he was a goddamn sex toy. His breath was hot against his neck, his grip was strong on her pretty legs, his balls smacking against him in his fury-it was fucking everything. Huni reached a hand behind him, grabbing a fistful of that gorgeous hair, and using his other hand to furiously rub his clit.

"FUCKING SHIT!!! FUCK ME! RUIN MY FUCKING PUSSY WITH THAT GORON COCK!"

Daruk didn't even bother telling him to shut up. He just did as he was told; satisfying his insides with his scales, giving him the texture the likes of which he's NEVER had. Then Huni came. Oh he came, screaming out all types of swears as his pussy gushed all over that destructive dick. And Daruk fucked him right through it, right until HE came.

And holy SHIT, that was enough to almost make him cum again. Goron cum felt so different than Hylian cum. It was hotter, MUCH thicker, it was like stuffing his pussy full of hot cream. Daruk pulled out after a second, groaning loudly as he came all over him. His stomach, his chest, and his face- all covered in Goron cum. It even tasted good, like a nice, spicy/sweet drink. They sat there for a moment, basking in the afterglow, when Huni chuckled.

"Say 'cheese', big guy!"

Huni grabbed onto his face, winking at the camera, while Daruk looked a bit bashful. Oh this was going to be his new wallpaper.

And Daruk was his new toy.

[eggluttony]

Another random oneshot that I polished up because I love you all and I hope to make my fic posts more frequent here. Thank you so much for supporting this blog 💜

I'm a big fan of Eggman being so greedy that he really pushes himself to keep eating, even when he knows he's had enough. This is one of the few oneshots that I've explored this concept in.

For some reason, when I had a month long obsession with replaying Sega Superstars Tennis a couple of years ago, I imagined that Eggman won a huge strawberry pie from one of the tournaments. He pushed himself to eat the whole thing in one sitting because he's a champion and he deserves it!

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"Mmm, mmmf- oh, this is heavenly~" Eggman moaned, stuffing his third big slice of pie doused with a huge dollop of ice cream into his eager mouth. He was already off to a very enthusiastic start and he clearly wasn't going to hold back.

His cheeks were full of the bursting flavor of strawberry and vanilla and soon his stomach would be too, as if it wasn't already full enough from the big lunch he'd eaten not long ago. But it was so overwhelmingly good on his taste buds that he knew it was going to be difficult to stop.

"Remember not to eat too fast, sir! If you get a tummy ache, you won't be able to play any more rounds today!" Orbot warned. He tried not to express too much concern at how fast it was going down Eggman's gullet because he knew he didn't like that.

"No need to worry, I'll be fine. It feels sooo good... Mmph-" He barely gave himself seconds before shoving another slice in, chomping down hard to chew it up as fast as possible.

As he kept eating and eating, they thought he was never going to stop. This pie was huge and he'd won it from coming first place in the last tennis tournament. Surely he wasn't going to sit and eat all of it in one go, right? But the man just kept going. His appetite was immense and it didn't seem like he was going to slow down any time soon.

"BUUURRRP- ohhh, thaaat's it. Orbot, Cubot! My cider." Eggman stopped briefly after another big swallow to ask but still had a hand raised and ready to grab the next slice.

Orbot didn't want to give the cider to him because it would probably make things worse, but he knew he didn't like his eating sessions to be disrupted and wanted to avoid the drama of it all. He had no choice but to fetch it for him.

Eggman was soon guzzling down the cider, ice-cold and fresh from the fridge. He let out a big sigh from the astonishing relief it gave from the heat. It washed all he'd eaten so far down nicely and now he was ready to eat more.

He soon moved forward again, still enthusiastic about feeding his belly as he shoved more into his greedy mouth. It was no secret that he'd often enjoy stuffing himself silly until he couldn't take any more. Then eat a bit more after that for maximum pleasure.

A few more slices later he started to feel very full but he pushed on and kept reaching for more. Every time he moaned into a fresh new slice, he forgot about how full he was. He was starting to rub his tummy to accompany each bite as he could feel the presence of slight bloat coming on. But he was feeling great and it tasted so good, so he didn't want to stop there.

After swallowing one more very big piece, he began to feel the effects of how much he'd packed into himself as his stomach gurgled noisily. He already felt rather full after his lunch but now he was stuffed with this hefty dessert.

"Ugh... *burrp*" He looked rather dazed and it sounded like some of his gas was trapped. His burp was small and strained as he struggled to burp. A tummy ache was starting to set in and he groaned quietly under his breath.

He then got the idea to drink more cider and took a fast gulp while rubbing his belly. That quickly helped bring up some more air from the depths of his grumbly stuffed stomach. "Buuurrrrrp- ahhh, thaaat's better." He smiled as he clutched his underbelly that was feeling very firm and round.

Orbot and Cubot wondered if he was finally done, but of course he wasn't. He pushed another slice in and got to work, rubbing the side of his firm belly to coax it into continuing. He ignored the grumbles of protest that it made and pretended they were hunger growls instead.

"Mmf- ogfmychaos, why is it sooo gud?" He mumbled through a large mouthful, feeling like he was on cloud nine.

He knew the answer. It was good because it was a big dessert all to himself, something to treat himself with after all his hard work. He loved eating what others said he couldn't have; more and more! The only way he could be truly satisfied was if he pushed himself to the limit. His excuse was to spite people that weren't even there to see. And Orbot.

He'd now eaten his way through more than half, and that's when it really started to take a toll on his gut as it strained against the buttons and zippers of his jacket.

"Oof- this jacket is a bit too tight," he muttered shyly, sliding his thumbs underneath the white straps on the sides to loosen them up a bit.

"Really? Because it fit you just fine a few minutes ago." Orbot whispered and rolled his eyes.

Eggman heard it well and clear but chose to ignore his snarky comment, as telling as the blush on his cheeks was. He knew just as much as they did that his stomach wasn't quite this big a few minutes ago. It wasn't the jacket that was the problem.

Loosening the straps wasn't enough, his jacket felt far too tight but he didn't bother removing it because he was so focused on trying to stomach more pie. The buttons on his jacket were clinging so hard that they started to make a small creaking sound as he swallowed down more lumps of pie and ice cream.

After swallowing the rest of another generous slice, both of the buttons finally gave up and popped off in unison. They flew off so fast and so far that he had no idea where they went but he heard the sound of them pinging off a surface before landing. It gave him a rush of excitement.

When his huge gut was freed, it pushed out further and he groaned at the pain in his abdomen that followed, raising the cider to his lips to help 'settle' it. He felt it expand even more and as it did so, the pain almost subsided a bit as it help make a bit more room in there.

Even despite that moment of feeling like he'd really have enough, he realized there wasn't much pie left, so he tried to convince himself that he still had enough room for it. He forced another slice down his throat and each bite seemed to make more of a significant difference as it became harder to swallow.

But he was so close to finishing the last of the huge pie and he was impressed with how far he'd gotten so he couldn't stop now! He'd have to pick up the pace before things got too slow and difficult. He reached for two more slices and bit into both, taking them on simultaneously.

As he got closer to completion he slowed down, taking much longer to chew and swallow. This is when Orbot thought he was really going to stop. But he didn't, he only moved at a far more steady pace. It didn't stop him from stuffing his belly until he physically couldn't move to do it anymore. That's what he desired the most.

"Uuurrrrp- mmh, just a couple more..." He huffed as he looked down at the tray to see there was only two left. Two big pieces yes, but still two nonetheless.

He picked them up together and laid them on top of each other. Ice cream dripped down his hands as he picked them up like they were a two-layered cake. He scoffed them down with gusto, already biting off halfway and then pushing the second half in before he could even chew up the first.

With a big gulp, he swallowed the last chunks in big lumps, feeling them travel down into his stomach as it tried to settle with every other slice he'd shoved in. He sucked the ice cream off his fingers before chugging the remaining amount of cider to wash it down. This brought out a couple of hiccups and more gas.

"HUUURRRRRP- *hic* All gone, heheh- *hic*" He belched and hiccuped with a joyful giggle. He was feeling a little tipsy after gulping from the big bottle and the fullness had become far less intense. He was a lot more numbed out from the ache but he could still feel just how much food he'd crammed in there. The bubbly alcohol had expanded it even further.

"Mmm...."

When Orbot came back to see Eggman leaning back in his chair with his fat belly bulging out for all to see, he knew the results were going to be surprising. But he didn't quite expect to see that he'd polished off the entire tray. It was completely clear and the whole thing was now inside his immensely stuffed and bloated belly.

"So you're finished. And you ate a lot more than I expected..." Orbot spoke up as he hovered over to the desk. "You know that was supposed to be able to serve maybe ten or more people, right?"

"Wow, a new record!" Eggman beamed without a care as he picked at his teeth with a toothpick, relaxing as he rubbed his full belly. It felt very warm and round and the love and attention he gave it soothed him greatly. He was totally blissed out and nothing could kill the mood.

"Great..." Orbot hummed with far less enthusiasm and picked the empty tray off the table. He should've known that Eggman wouldn't pay any attention to the serving amount of the pie. In fact, knowing how many people that pie was supposed to serve just excited him even more.

"Hmm, I think I could go for *hic* just a little something more. Anything good in the pantry?" Eggman asked as he caressed the sides of his full tummy. He recognized that he'd had more than enough but of course he wanted even more, just to say he was really well and truly satisfied.

"No, I don't think so boss." Orbot lied and attempted to dismiss the request. The last thing this man needed was more food!

"Ughh, *hic* there's got to be something else to snack on in there... Oh right! There's still more ice cream from that lovely *hic* pie, isn't there?" Eggman was quick to remember the rich expensive ice cream they'd gotten and there was no way Orbot could make him forget.

"No boss, there isn't." Orbot lied, attempting to convince him otherwise. Surely he was too full to lift himself up to get it, right? He actually hoped so.

"Lies, I know there's plenty left." Eggman grumbled and tried to pull himself up to go and look by himself, something the robot definitely hadn't expected.

When he stood up, his gut was a lot heavier and a grunt escaped his mouth in reaction. It secretly felt pretty good. Or at least he thought it was secret, despite all the times Orbot and Cubot had seen him enjoy these indulgences far too much. He wasn't very good at hiding it at all.

He waddled and wobbled over to the fridge, holding his belly to support it as he leaned down to open up the freezer. This was quite the challenge and he winced and huffed when his stuffed aching belly got in the way but the perverted side of him really enjoyed it.

He tutted when he picked up the tub of ice cream and turned to look at Orbot with a glare, one that silently judged and told him that he knew he was lying about there being no ice cream left.

"Oh yes, it looks like there actually is," Orbot came over and tried to take the tub from him because there was a bit too much for him in there. "Are you sure you want this, boss? I mean you did ju-"

"Told you so. And of course I do, just give me that!" He demanded, easily prying it out of his grip.

Orbot just sighed. There was nothing he could do to stop him and he was slightly nervous to find out just how far he'd go with this.

Once Eggman had gotten hold of the tub, he managed to walk to the pantry to get a bottle of chocolate sauce. This was sure to taste really good drizzled on top of the vanilla. Well not really 'drizzled,' more like cover the entire thing with it.

He sat back down on his chair with a plop, feeling how plump his butt was and how firm his stomach felt. But he wasn't ready to stop, he was just getting started! He placed a bowl on the table, filled it with huge scoops of ice cream, and squirted a large amount of chocolate all over it.

"Chaos, that looks *hic* so appetizing." Eggman swooned, taking a large spoonful to push between his lips. It was so sweet and the soft vanilla and chocolate combination was glorious. "Ohh, and it tastes as good as it looks." He smiled in glee and spooned for more of the rich taste.

He didn't chew a single bit and it was more like he was swallowing each spoonful whole. It filled up the small amount of space left in his stomach even further, making it expand to try and fit the rest.

After finishing the entire bowl, drinking the rest from the bottom and sucking the spoon clean, another strained burp tried to get out but his stomach was too still and taut to let it. He glanced at the tub on the table. There was more left, but not too much. Maybe it would be to other people, but not to him at least. Could he fit more in?

He should because he needed just as much ice cream for that much pie, right? And he hadn't eaten the same fill in both pie and ice cream, yet. Wanting to change that, he found himself filling up a second bowl with an even bigger amount of chocolate sauce.

His eating became a lot sloppier, sauce and cream trickling down his chin as he pushed in more. He closed his eyes and moaned from the feeling of his stomach getting fuller, tighter, and bigger. He was shoving each spoon in so fast that he felt it push outwards more by the second.

"Get me a can of Chaos Cola!" Eggman ordered after briefly placed the spoon in the bowl as he took a moment to try and calm his stomach's grumbling with another rub. It was feeling so fat and full but he wasn't finished and he wasn't going to let it go to waste.

He snatched the can from a reluctant Orbot and continued eating. He felt so unbelievably stuffed full but he couldn't stop. As long as there was still more, he wouldn't stop until the tub was all empty and his tummy was very full. He no longer tried to chew and gulped down every yummy, soft, and sweet spoonful of rich ice cream.

"Nngh- just a little more... guh..." He started to lift heaped spoonfuls to his lips to polish it off faster. His determination was strong but his stomach was very much against it and had become very upset with him ignoring its grumbling pleas for him to stop. His breaths were becoming labored and he rubbed his stomach some more to persuade it to squeeze the rest in.

A minute later, he was gulping down one last huge scoop. A heavy gasp left his mouth when he came back down from his high. Feelings of accomplishment began to set in but he knew he wasn't quite done yet. He definitely needed a bit more drink to wash it all down.

Thankfully, the new Chaos Cola was still icy fresh when he cracked it open. He threw his head back to guzzle the whole can in one go, feeling his belly expand more with every huge glug that went down his throat. He tossed the empty can on the ground when he was done and the sound caught Orbot's attention.

Oh no, he'd emptied the tub too! Orbot had no idea how he did it, but he knew it clearly wasn't normal to eat as much as he did. "Boss... are you alright?" He asked sheepishly.

"Mmgh- yeah, I'm *hic* so full up now... I feel great." He sighed, licking ice cream and chocolate off his lips. He relaxed as he sat back in his chair and clutched his very full tummy. He felt so fat, heavy, and full of pie and ice cream.

When he patted it, it sounded as tight as a drum. That made him know for sure that he'd eaten well. He felt great satisfaction and a slight bit of achiness, but it was easy to ignore when he felt so much pleasure. The more he thought about how there was an entire pie and lots of ice cream stuffed into his big fat belly, the more proud and horny it made him feel.

"Aah... uhh- *BRUUURRRP!-* ooohhh, I'm STUFFED... but it feels really good when I rub it like this. Aaahh..." He stuck his finger in his belly button and rubbed it, finding just how sensitive it was as he moaned from the feeling of pushing down on his firm and sensitive belly. This made more burps and hiccups slip past his lips.

Orbot wasn't surprised that his boss was enjoying this so much. It was no secret that eating too much was a weird fetish of his. It clearly turned him on and it was incredibly awkward to be around him while he shoved food into his mouth with a hard on in his pants. Unlike lucky Cubot, he understood what he was gaining from this. Besides weight, that is.

"Are you sure you're alright, boss? That was a lot of pie and ice cream." He asked one more time in an attempt to ignore how much enjoyment he was getting out of playing with his belly button.

"I feel s-so full and sooo *hic* goood~"

"Alright then sir, let's get you to bed so you can lie down and get some rest."

[sweetandsavageautistic]

Hey, this shit’s back. Apparently the NTs aren’t done with thinking we’re sinless children.

So who’s ready to lose more brain cells? No one? Too bad. Here we go.

(CW: Ableism, infantilization, functioning labels, Trump, extremely bad grammar and spelling)

-Every day, in every way!

It broke my heart last night.

My kiddo's 28, but she's an adult with Autism. Though her IQ is through the roof, she doesn't want to believe some people are bad. But last night, we talked.Trump's evil broke through to her & It was like innocence lost!

-I have a soft spot for people with Autism.  We aren’t worthy of their creativity, intelligence and innocence

-The innocence of people with autism is truly incomparable, it's their raw emotion that's sets them apart from the rest of the world.

@realDonaldTrump

hope you can meet Ganesh. #helpganeshmeettrump

-I love being around people with Autism. They radiate pure energy and innocence.

-Well, as someone who lives with people with autism, I often feel many such behaviours can be traced to a lack of social awareness rather than actual stupidity. I'd always rather assume innocence and unawareness than stupidity. (Though a few spam us deliberately, granted!)

-One thing I know about people with Aspergers is, they dont lie, they are often shy at 1st, but once they know you, they arent the type you ask "does my butt look big in this" coz they'll tell you outright that if does with such innocence & charm.

-So cute. It portrays the Child like Innocence that people with Autism, tends to have

-“Children with autism are angels who lost their way to heaven and fell down on earth.”

For thousands of angels on this planet, music might be a therapy.  

A 16-year-old ocarina performer with autism touches people’s hearts for his clear eyes and smile. https://bit.ly/3uJ5rGw

-hello  My granddaughter has ASD , autism and adhd, I will always talk to special angels . I use to work with special Olympics children. special angels are a beautiful bunch of people.

-Sometimes angels are disguised as kids with special needs to teach us how to be better people. . #autism #autismparenting #autismawareness #autismmom #autismfamily

-Thank you so very much! My son is now 25 and there was zero support for parents of children with autism.We were told we were cold mother’s and that was the http://reason.So we stood up spoke with ferocious love we have for our angels &changed the way people understood it

-People with Autism are extremely intelligent, they are incredibly humorous, genuine, kind and adorable

I see you being strong and talented everyday, simultaneously inspiring everyone else around you

-Heartbreaking I work with young people with autism! They are probably the most adorable human being who doesn’t deserve this!

-My first time as well from rain man which I loved ,now I know there are so many different issues with autism and they have very complex needs but are adorable people just different.

-Taking things literally is a common trait in people with Autism. Also, yes. It's absolutely adorable.

-“I’m a psychiatrist for people with learning disabilities “ #psychiatrist

I provide voice to the most unheard , unseen but most adorable group of our community.

#choosepsychiatry #DownSyndrome #Autism

-People with Autism are so pure man

-So nice and I’m sure he had a good day with you! Autism victims are so pure and innocent! Wish more people understood! I have no one close to me with Autism but I do promote Autism Awareness as my Aspie friend

@NASCARSammy

. Follow him at http://nascarsammy.com he is amazing!

-When I was in school I usually helped the kids with autism or just playing with them they are so pure and the most kindest people on earth they literally have no hate to others they are just so fun to be with and it angers me when people use it as a joke..

-kids with autism are so pure, they are so smart and deserve to have support to keep on going just like any other kid. Also all the people that make autism jokes.. I do get offended and I’m not afraid to say it. To know that people are saying it as an insult breaks my heart

-Omg

kids/adults with autism brings me joy to my heart

their so cute and adorable

-you work with autistic adults? My little nephew suffers from autism, he's so adorable!

-Lmaooo i teach a virtual class targeted for teens and young adults with autism but the class usually ends up being for the adults

but they’re so cute I love them

-I’m watching love on the spectrum and it’s so cute. I miss working with adults who have autism or a learning disability. They made work sooo much fun

-Love on the Spectrum about adults with autism trying to find a partner. So cute

-I challenge them to care adult  children with autism for a week. Can see how cute & fun this special identity is.

-So cute. But seriously, check the child for Autism. I ran a group for adults with Asperger Sydrome. Nearly every one liked playing in puddles. I'm not a parent though, not sure if this is true for most children.

-My precious friend Hunter,++cursed with the disease autism I hope we all pray for all the little children who are sick and affected by any disease and adults too GOD bless them all+++++++++++++(((

-Hello to Mr.&Mrs. Richard Engel.

I to. Have a special needs son.

He is a low functioning Adult Toddler with Autism and Retardation. So believe me when I say. I know what you are going through especially Mrs Engels. I pray God’s blessings on your precious child.

-Worked with pure little souls like this, and now with DD adults who are just as much without guile and 2 grandsons with autism ..I see that The Good Lord hand picks VERY special parents to entrust His precious most vaunerable lil ones to! What u love reveals who you are, Ryan!

-The Champion’s Club Walk and Roll Sat. Was so precious. Children and adults in wheelchairs and some running and playing on blow-ups. So sweet and amazing what God can do with a child with autism or Down Syndrome’s or a birth  defect. I salute the parents. Some are single.

-Those are the most amazing moments. I’ve taught kids and young adults with autism for over 11 years, and it’s those little snippets in time that are the most precious.

-Kids with Autism are precious angels. The adults too.

-My adult son with #autism loves Christmas. He's not little, doesn't run around, but believes in Santa. Precious. #memories

[palaugranetes]

🔵BLAUGRANETS🔴

Dembz: I made backup accounts for everything.

Dembz: Even my damn bank account.

Iñaki: I don't think the bank account was necessary bro.

Dembz: I'm not taking any chances.

Arnau: 😂😂

JC: Smart move.

Ansu: Can't say the same about what you do every time.

JC: Shut up

Ansu: How's being back in France?

JC: Cool.

Ansu: Great

JC: No I mean the weather.

Ansu: 🤦🏾‍♂️

JC: 💁🏽‍♂️

Riqui: Anyone wants a My Little Pony video game?

Riqui: I'm asking for the 93486th time

Oscar: Just give it to one of your cousins or something

Riqui:

Oscar: You gotta use those braincells petit.

Ronald: You are asking way too much of him bro

Riqui: 😒

12 February 2021

Frenkie: Not a peep

Frenkie: Not one word!!!!

Francisco: No one is talking bro

Ansu: What is this sudden aggressive attitude hermano.. chill chill.

Francisco: ???

Ansu: !!!! He is yelling.. but quietly.

Dembz: Sure

Pedri: Are you talking about the thing?

Frenkie: Yep

Ansu: Thing??

Pedri: It's out there. Find it.

Ansu: 😩 just tell me.. me da pereza

Pedri: Nope. Frenkie said not a word

Ansu: 😒

Carlitos: "Ayuda Barça".. absolutely ayuda Barça.

Frenkie: 🤦🏼‍♂️🤦🏼‍♂️🤦🏼‍♂️🤦🏼‍♂️🤦🏼‍♂️🤦🏼‍♂️

Ansu: Huh??

Carlitos: Just watch this https://twitter.com/FCBarcelona_es/status/1360250235440816128?s=19 😂

Frenkie: I should have just stayed quiet.

Dembz: Yep. You should have.

Riqui: BIG. MOOD.

Ronald : I'll say! Frenks speaking from the heart there.

Sergiño: Yep

Arnau: Wait wait... HOW DID YOU GET AYUDA BARÇA FROM HAKUNA MATATA?!

Frenkie: You try doing it!

Ronald: He was Speaking from the HEART

Arnau: 😂 It is so true it's hilariously sad

Ansu: Awwh Frenkie boy

Carlitos: 😂😂😂

Frenkie: I totally understand Geri.

Ronald: Speaking of..

JC: No.. no speaking of no mentioning no invoking his name

Iñaki: 😂😂😂

Ronald: Guessing you still haven't gotten anything.

JC: I said NO MENTIONING HIM

Dembz: If he had, we would have never heard the end of it come on..

Ansu: Dembrook is right.

Sergiño: I'll take your word for it.

________

Oscar: YOU ARE BARÇA!

Pedri: You okay there ojitos?

Oscar: Just watching the video😂

Pedri: Right right...

Oscar: 😂 Good stuff.. I am amused. Thank you @Frenkie

Frenkie: Sure.. my pleasure.

Oscar: I'll make sure to pronounce my words from now on. Wouldn't want you to mishear anything.

Frenkie:

Iñaki: 😂😂😂

13 February 2021

Oscar: What are your predictions?

Ansu: For? A lot of things happening today.

Oscar: The girls. Copa de La Reina final. I say 3-0

Riqui: 4-0

Carlitos: 2-0

Ronald: 6-0

Dembz: 4-1

Sergiño: 3-0

Pedri: 🤔 5-0

Pedri: What does the winner get though?

Carlitos: oooohhh.. interesting

Oscar: We'll see

Riqui: Oh no no.. Now

Oscar: I got nothing.

Arnau: The one with the biggest difference has to text Leo something really weird

Iñaki: Why..

Oscar: My question exactly

Arnau: For the laughs.

Francisco: Why Leo though..

Arnau: First name I thought of.

Pedri: Fair enough

Ansu: STAKES ARE UP!!

Arnau: So?

Riqui: Sure

Arnau: Anyone else has a say?

Frenkie: Nope. I'm good.

Iñaki: I rather not put myself in these circumstances

Iñaki: Anything related to Geri or Leo you can count me out. No thank you.

Francisco: Um.. maybe another time.

Arnau: Okay so 7 out of 13.. Frenkie Fran Iñaki JC Ansu and I will monitor it.

Ansu: No I want in.. 2-1

Arnau: Okay.. 8 out of 13.

_______

Ansu: AAAAHHH 1-0! Let's go Alexia!

Riqui: She really is the woman of firsts huh..

Oscar: 🙌🏻👑🙌🏻

...

Riqui: AITANA OH MY GOODNESS

Ronald: WOOOH!! BOY WHAT A GOAL

Carlitos: We are on track!

_______

Dembz: Come on!!

Oscar: JENNI!!!!!!!

Sergiño: Stop the count!!

Oscar: 😂😂 yes pls

Ronald: ABSOLUTELY NOT. I NEED 3 MORE GOALS

Carlitos: I already lost.. so Idc anymore..

Carlitos: Just don't go more than 4🙏🏻🙏🏻

_______

Pedri: Please.. 2 more😅

Riqui: 🙄 1

Arnau: 😂😂

_______

Ronald:

JC: I SAID DO NOT EVEN

Oscar: 😂😂😂

Ronald: I deserve this. This will serve as a lesson.

Ronald: NEVER again shall I put myself in your tonterias.

Ansu: 😂 you had to go that high

Ronald: I had faith in them

Oscar: As you should

Ronald: Of course

Frenkie: So what would Ronnie send Leo?

Ronald: I don't know what Ronnie will say but Ronald is not saying a thing.

JC: Ronnie and Ronald have to

Ronald: 😒

Riqui: Ronnie, Ron, Ronaldo, Ronaldiño, Ron Ron, RA

Carlitos: You done?

Riqui: Ronald Federico Araujo da Silva.

Riqui: Now I am

Dembz: All that talk and then BOOM hit splat in the face.

Oscar: On the bright side.. The ladies are COPA CHAMPIONS!!

Sergiño: How would we know if Ron did it

Sergiño: Nevermind.. had a brain fart and forgot screen caps exist

Arnau: Don't worry about it @Riqui has those all the time.

Riqui:🖕🏻

Arnau: 🤗🤗

Sergiño: I just realized I got it exactly right😅😂

Oscar: 🤝

Francisco: And Ro got double the amount😂

Ronald: just tell me what I gotta say to Leo so I can get the whole mess over with.

Iñaki: Dear Leo, One quarter of our bones are located in our feet. So please you have got to take care of those 52 bones. We want you to be on the pitch for a long time. Lots of Love, Ronron.

Ronald: Why.. just why

Carlitos: 😂😂😂😂

Riqui: I was gonna suggest a simple "Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupppppp-ah?!" But this is sooo much better 😂😂😂

Ansu: 😂 Bro

Pedri: Well Iñaki has a very very valid point there

Francisco: Ronron😂

JC: Don't forget the xoxo

Dembz: You had to go with 6

Ronald: NOT LIKE IT WOULD HAVE BEEN A FIRST FOR THEM!!

Frenkie:

Sergiño:👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽😂😂😂

Frenkie: So it will be?...

Iñaki: Dear Leo, One quarter of our bones are located in our feet. So please you have got to take care of those 52 bones. We want you to be on the pitch for a long time. Lots of Love, Ronron. xoxo 💌💌

Ronald: 🤦🏾‍♂️🤦🏾‍♂️

Pedri: "Tic-toc tic-toc .. time is coming for the 3rd one to finally get it. See you on the pitch soon 😏😏 Love G"

JC: OH FUCK OFF! I TOLD YOU NO INVOKING HIM!!!

[idreamtofthereaper]

Moon Taeil as your Ex (Clarity Oneshot)

NCT 127 // NCT DREAM // WAYV // Clarity Main Masterlist

A series of oneshots for different groups, for each member, wherein instead of them being your boyfriend, how they will be as your ex.

How did you Meet?

he was simping for you

hard

you were dubbed as mini Irene

both of you are considered to be one of SM’s top beauties 

and ice princess

you were also called the backstage idol since you weren’t really an idol and was just a stylist for SM’s artist

most specifically NCT 127 

taeil was one of the artist they told you not to talk to or even go near

not because he was a playboy or anything

he was actually one of the softest, sweetest and kind-hearted in the company

they were just preventing you, the almost emotionless princess, to hurt taeil

you would never

“Yn, do you know where I could get some Bindaetteok?” A voice suddenly asked while you were fixing their stage outfit for tomorrow.

You already who it was by the soft voice, but when you turn around it was confirmed that it was Taeil. He was wearing some sweats and a hoodie, very casual and simple.

“Ahh, wait. I know a place 4 blocks down, I’m not sure if they’re still open though.” You said with a little uncertainty, you fished your phone from your pocket and checked the time. “They’re still open, they’ll be closing in 2 hours.”

“That’s great, thanks! Do you know anyone that could drive me there? Our manager just called it a night and I don’t think I could go there by myself.” He said, his face now lighting up.

You signaled him to wait by holding a finger up and asked your little gc of NCT’s staff, asking who is still in the building but then found out everyone already went home. 

You look back at him after sending a ‘Okay thanks.’ in the groupchat, phone still in hand. “No one is here anymore, but I could take you there if you want. I’m done here anyways.” 

Taeil’s face brightened at this and nodded. “As long as you could recommend me the best Bindaetteok and you’re really available.”

That night, Taeil saw a different you and you let out your ‘non-professional’ self. The both of you exchanged numbers and ever since then, SM’s little ice started to melt.

What Happened?

it was already a year since the both you and taeil became an official couple

you being you and taeil being taeil, it was super lowkey

people didn’t knew the both of you were even talking, let alone being together

everyone, including the members, only knew about it after a month when you and taeil went out to get ice cream

“Taeil never went out to grab ice cream with us on a random 10 pm. At this point I’m going to assume both of you are dating.”

“We’re not, we’re already together for about a month now.”

you weren’t new to the entire dating and couple thing, you had some fair share of relationships in the past

but no one as known as taeil

the constant hiding and being lowkey not really stressful for you, you liked it

you didn’t mind NOT showing affections and acting all cutesy lovey with taeil

but months in, taeil opened up about how the both of you were acting like plain best friends and it was kinda bothering him

“Honestly, Haechan probably kissed me more in a day than you did in 2 months.” 

you found this absolutely funny

but then felt a little sympathy sooo you agreed to be more affectionate

not too much but you know, affection that could clearly make people go  “oh definitely they’re dating.”

after that, you slowly warmed up more but taeil definitely was winning the race

and you just couldn’t keep up anymore

The Break Up

“I want to break up, I’m sorry, I just really couldn’t do this anymore.”

“Wait, why? Is it something I did?” 

You really shouldn’t be doing this on a hallway of SBS, for Inkigayo, before his performance. 

But in your defense, it’s better than later on when he’s in high spirits. 

“You can’t even look at me.” Taeil said, his voice shaking as he examined you. 

It was true, you couldn’t even look at him, only on the floor or behind him. “I’m sorry, I don’t know how else to say it-”

“But that wasn’t my question, why are you breaking up with me?” You only looked at him. Your eyes conveying not sadness, but guilt and ‘please let’s not do this I want to sit down.’

You were about to answer when Taeil’s name was called. “Come on, we’re up in 10.” Taeyong called out upon seeing the both of you, still fixing his in ear as he then walked away. 

Taeil only nodded then his attention was back to you. “Why are you breaking up with me?”

“Please just go and perform first, I don’t want you in trouble.”

“After my performance, we’re going to have a long and serious talk.”

You left the station before they could even perform, saying you weren’t feeling well

you never answered any of his calls and texts after

you moved into a friend’s house not wanting to see taeil on your doorstep

you never came back to work, you went AWOL

not long after, your termination letter came in

and taeil never bothered you again

The Aftermath

it wasn’t hard to search for a job especially since you were an ex sm employee

yg accepted you as soon as you applied

you then became a part of blackpink’s stylist team

which means even if you weren’t part of sm anymore

you were still backstage in award shows and music programs

meeting taeil was inevitable

but it seems like taeil was avoiding as much as you were

most of the people from sm really

it kinds stings, especially after bumping into your old friends at Music Bank and heard that people were talking shit about you

saying how you were cheating, was in it for the money, for the clout

obviously, it hurt but it didn’t affected you that much

you wouldn’t let it

“But girl, Taeil wouldn’t even let those people finish their sentence when he’s around. I’m not sure if I should be happy or not about that, you really left a mark on him.”

that one affected you

Finally

you were at the cafeteria of Show Champion

just finished up with bp’s outfit so you were kinda done with your job

“Hey, it’s been a while.” 

Immediately, you shot up as soon as you heard his voice. Spinning around with the can of soda you got from the vending machine. “Hey, yeah it’s been a while.”

Taeil only bid you a smile, you just standing there. “Yn-”

“I really can’t talk right now.” 

“Okay, I just need you to move. I want to get some Orange juice.” You felt embarrassed by this, nodding your head continuously and moved, taking a step to the side. “Don’t worry, I wasn’t expecting an explanation from you anyways. Nice seeing you again, yn.” He said, bidding you a goodbye as he fished his drink at the bottom of the vending machine.

You watched as he left, opening the bottle before taking a swig. “Taeil, I’m sorry.” You said, not to loud to grab other people’s attention but enough to grab his. 

He stopped in his tracks, turning around to face you. “You said that a year ago, it’s evident that’s not the ones I want to hear from you.”

“I’m sorry for leaving, especially without explanation. I’m sorry for being a coward and never faced you again. I’m sorry for breaking up with you without an explanation.”

“Will I get one now? Because if not this entire thing is useless.” Taeil said with a scoff, taking a step closer to you.

With a deep breath, you answered. “This is cliche, but it’s true. You were just too much for me, I couldn’t love you the way you love me. And it’s suffocating and unfair. You don’t deserve me, and I don’t deserve you.” 

You watched his expression, not really sure how you’ll paint it. After a long pause, he nodded and chuckled. “I fell too hard for you, now I’m broken.”

He left after that, and a rock seems to be lifted from you and you were able to let out a breath you didn’t notice you were holding all this time. 

You weren’t sure if he has forgiven you, but he shouldn’t. You will only feel worse if he forgave you.

But in some ways, you were happy about this. Taeil deserves to have some clarity.

[icharchivist]

Okay so done with Ardyn and Ignis’s dlcs, meaning i am done with the game for good! what a ride! what a blast! i had so much fun with everything, i don’t have anything i’m disappointed about so DLKJFDF a good ride for me.

Starting with Ignis, i really liked his DLC. 

The first part, which mostly just talks about how he got his eyes injury, was very fun to play through. Compared to how much i struggled with Gladio and Prompto that was a blast to play through ahah. I liked the gameplay and i liked being back in Altissia.

It was nice also to see Ravus’s actual turn around in game, since his whole part in the main game was... all over the place. So it was nice to see his actual motivations being laid out, and his teaming up with Ignis was pretty neat, they worked out well with one another, both as Guardians, and working as parallel to one another, with Ignis wanting (originally) for Noctis to see his goal through while Ravus wanted his sister to be freed, and in the end after Luna’s death, Ignis joining Ravus in not wanting to lose Noctis just to “his duty and fate”

The way Ignis got blind had me yelling. Putting on the ring of Lucii to try to protect Noctis, a ring that famously burn off anyone who tries to use it and isn’t of royal blood. Lowkey wondering if it works in a “truth from FMA” way where the people who ended up burnt by the ring all lost part of themselves that were important to them. Nyx wanted to live as a hero and he had to die as one. Ravus was the arm of revenge for his family and he lost his arm to it. Ignis was the analyser, the one who looked after Noctis and looked for his future, and his eyes were burnt. Like a way to prevent them all from even fighting destiny again. 

Anyway the whole canon complient part was so fucking sad and the goodbyes with Ignis and Noctis had me cry so hard i couldn’t look at the screen anymore. It was so sad and intense to me my heart is still broken.

So jumping on the fixit future just afterward, well, to me was kind of healing lmao. The whole thing, how Ignis even manage to win protecting Noctis, doesn’t really make any sense but it doesn’t have to, it’s just a happy ending that was sorely needed after all this mess, for me at least. 

It also made me cry to see Noctis’s resolve being that he would not let himself be separated from his friends. Makes me wonder if it has to do with the fact the alternative timeline pretty much therefore prevents the train incident from happening, meaning Noctis didn’t hurt Prompto, and didn’t have to play Ardyn’s mindgames about Prompto back then. Regis and Luna’s death were symbols of stuff Noctis couldn’t have protected. But hurting Prompto was Noctis ealizing that he would be harming his friends if he tried to end Ardyn. With the way Ignis’s ep goes, Ignis is another “stuff Noctis couldn’t have protected” so instead of fearing hurting his friends he’s more dedicated than ever to not let them go this time. Kinda liking this.

The alternative ending wasn’t as detailled as i expected (i swEAR i thought i’ve seen something about Luna surviving which?? i didn’t see at all so??) so i’m kinda happy with it? The gist of it is just “even if Noctis spent ten years into the Crystals his friends stayed together (which they didn’t in the ten years in canon) and once they were reunited they never let go of one another again”. I’m fine with that!! v good with that!! and i’m just happy Ignis can feel like he protected Noctis to the end, like he was meant to do. He’s so happy at the end i am tearing up just thinking about it.

so i really liked episode Ignis personally.  The alternative ending is just that, an alternative ending if we want to indulge in it and i’m happy with it, meanwhile the rest of the episode was pretty good to me. 

my only problem with the DLCs (and that is all of them) is also kinda just, the reason they had to exist, is that well. Honestly i’m not against dlcs and all but those were really scenes that would have benefited from being clearer in game. Not knowing how Ignis’s injuried himself really didn’t sit right with me, not knowing where Gladio was gone to was bothering me. Prompto’s ep itself wasn’t something i expected, wasn’t a gap i thought needed to be filled, but they filled it with more clarification about the magiteks in a way that i think is sooo much more impactful than just the game. 

I guess what i mean is that, they are filling holes that were in the games that bothered me, and on one hand i’m thrilled to have complete stories that specifically addresses them, on the other, i just kinda wish i didn’t have to wait until the end of the game to have those answers. 

Ardyn’s dlc has a huge lore dump at first which, imo, should have been clearer in the game too, but as it is i like how it’s done in the Ardyn’s dlc. In the end it just really gives the feelings the dlcs are course correcting DLKFJDLKJFD

ANYWAY Ardyn’s DLC. It was a blast to play through, the whole game itself was pretty fun. I really wanted to explore Insomnia (i also really want to explore the royal palace  but well that won’t be...), so even if it was by fucking around and finding out, it was hella fun.

Plotwise i am glad it makes Ardyn’s motivations very clear and in the end well, Ardyn is a really tragic figure and i’m really sad for him even if i remain angry at everything he has done. It’s just, what other choices did he have when he was doomed from the start?

It was sad to see how nice of a guy he was, how he just wanted to heal and help people, only for the gods and his brother to betray him. Somnus is such an ass bc of that lol. Originally i wondered if the recalling at the begining was Ardyn being an unreliable narrator but the final fight with Somnus confirm that Somnus did betray Ardyn because he was jealous of him, and even if he grew as a leader to see the horror of the daemons, he still fucked his brother’s life up for all of this man.

As for the Gods... wow major, major fuck you. The starscrouges is a Gods’s thing and they had a family line try to “fix it” and they made Ardyn the hero to fix it..... and then the moment he did, they made him the bad guy, refused him salvation, just so in the future the Lucii line will be able to end properly once the Chosen King will clean Ardyn. The Gods really set both Ardyn and the Lucii to fail to start with. The Gods wanted more for the “Chosen King” to have a painful sacrifice than they wanted to clean Ardyn’s up and Ardyn was just a tool in all of that, not allowed to fight his fate. No wonder he ended up embracing it and did the worst he could with what he was given.

That does bring home how much technically Ardyn won,  he got all he wanted. He destroyed the world that forsaken him, he spited the Gods ‘till the end, he ended the Lucis family line, and he finally was allowed to die. The Gods also got what they wanted since they WANTED Ardyn to spread darkness onto the world to set up their champion. That fucking blows.  The Gods are the real bad guys there. Noctis deserved better so i welcome Ignis’s dlc even more.

so yeah i’m leaving Ardyn’s dlc extremely bitter against the Gods and how they didn’t leave neither Ardyn nor Noctis a choice in all of this. They had their plan from the start and just expected them to play their parts. 

fucking tragic.

but with all of that i’m done with FF15 and i loved it. I had a blast. It was fun to play through, the gameplay was so fun and fantastic, i love the four guys with so much love that just thinking about them makes me want to cry. I like the original ending, in a “i love to suffer” way, and i love the alternative ending in a “now some healing” way. I liked what all the dlcs brought to the story, and i’m glad i played through all of this. 

I think it’ll take me some time to think about replaying the game and if i do i’ll probably try to ignore chap 8 and onward lmao. But i’m really glad i gave it a chance in the end. 

eff u Peten for making it happen though it’s all your fault. 

so yeah, i had tons of fun that’s for sure!

[burnedbyshoto]

Some fluff hc for shouto with a s/o who lip sync love songs to him

todoroki shouto x reader

warnings: pure fluff

word count: 1,665

A/N: i loved this request so much as soon as i started actually writing it out, like ngl at first i was like OMG HOW DO I WRITE THIS, but i figured it out. anyways i now how over 200+ followers and that has me Q U A K I N G so i wanna do something fun for all you people i manipulated into liking me LOL, i hope you enjoy anon! please let me know if you do :D (edited because song lyrics messed up on mobile)

if you had to be known as something in class 1-a, it would be for your ability to effortlessly perform karaoke ((even if you weren’t that good of a singer, you were entertaining)) and the classes bimonthly lip-sync challenge extravaganza champion

you had won five out of the eight competitions, not that you were keeping tracks or anything

you just loved the energy of a good lip-sync, it was basically acting for people like you and your peers who were not made to be movie stars

so it really did not surprise anyone when you joined the baku-squad to randomly approach your fellow classmates, and school mates and break out in a flashmob type performance, only with lip-syncing (minus bakugou because he refused to even participate in these actions)

so the second you began unironically lip-syncing at every time of the day, your boyfriend shouto was both ready, and not ready in the slightest

it started off small

when you and shouto had planned a date to go off-campus and plain and simply “get lost”

shouto knew immediately he had made a mistake when he asked you if there were any plans tonight so the two of you could go out, and you squealed pulling out your phone and picked a great song

“Do you got plans tonight, baby? I was hoping I could get lost in your paradise. The only thing I’m thinking ‘bout is you and I, And I-I-I can’t get you off my mind, Can’t get you off my mind. I can’t seem to get you off my mind, yeah. Let’s get lost tonight, Let’s get lost tonight, Baby, you and I can’t seem to get you off my mind. Let’s get lost tonight.”

you dramatized your actions as Shawn Mendes voice filled his room.

“well, if I’m being honest, maybe I should date him instead…”

“TODOROKI-KUN!”

it then happened again a few days later, you had been baking with the girls in preparation of midterms because sweets always helped make the suffering the tiniest bit more bearable. 

you, however, needed to study, and despite shouto’s everyone’s disproval, you still were actively participating in baking when you and mina weren’t busy trying to contract salmonella by eating the different batters when momo and tsu weren’t looking

“y/l/n, you need to study…” shouto spoke as he watched you spill the contents of the flour bag into a measuring cup for momo

you shook your head defiantly, already knowing that your boyfriend was going to come down and tell you to leave and so you were ready, so you merely raised your phone,

“But girls, they wanna have fun. Oh girls just want to have, That’s all they really want. Some fun. When the working day is done. Oh, girls, they wanna have fun. Oh, girls just wanna have fun.” 

you playfully danced around the kitchen as your lips never stopped moving in synch to the lyrics, and you made your way over to shouto, a grin on your face

pressing a kiss to his cheek you giggle, “I’ll be up once we put everything in to bake, I promise!”

as soon as you had returned to shouto’s room to study, he was giving you a very judgmental look as you kissed him, a smirk on your face as you clicked play

“y/l/n, I swear if you play what I think you’re going to–”

“Oh no, not I, I will survive. Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I’ll stay alive. I’ve got all my life to live, And I’ve got all my love to give and I’ll survive. I will survive!!!!!!!”

you wiggled your eyebrows at shouto who accurately assumed what song you’d lip sync for him

shouto stared at you, a complete deadpan

as you laughed in supreme joy of getting the boy annoyed, the laughter turned into shrieks as shouto launched himself towards you, tickling your sides

“I WILL SURVIVE!!!” you cackle in between gasps of breath as he kisses you softly

weeks later, you held yourself in attempt to bring warmth to yourself in your cold room because even with two blankets and the heater on, you were cold

stupid winter

deciding to risk getting caught by night owls like kaminari and sero, you snuck into shouto’s room where he was writing a letter, most likely to his mother because he hadn’t had the time to go see her recently

“wow, the old man is still up!” you say in honest shock and complete playful mockery

“now I regret staying up so late, I have a crackhead in my room.” shouto responds back and your jaw drops

he was so good being witty, it was unfair

“shouto, I’m cold.”

“I don’t feel cold.”

“wanna dance with me?”

“I don’t really want my feet to be stepped on…”

you puffed your cheeks out in mild frustration as a knowing smirk sat on shouto’s face, he had gotten too good at detecting when you would serenade him with another lip-sync, but even if he had deflated your joy in annoying him, you still played the song

“yeah, im still playing with it, deal with it!”

“Oh, I wanna dance with somebody. I wanna feel the heat with somebody. Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody, With somebody who loves me. Oh, I wanna dance with somebody. I wanna feel the heat with somebody. Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody, With somebody who loves me.“

you smile contently as shouto allows you to snuggle up close to him as the two of you sway slowly in his room and you realize quickly how less cold you feel

“are you using your quirk?” you whisper into his chest unsure if the heat now flooding your system was created by shouto, or caused by him

“hm, no. do you want me to?”

you smile and shake your head, “I’m perfect right now.”

it’s your guys’ graduation ceremony, and as an old tradition, your class was going to go out all together. it was mina’s choice and so she chose for the class to go dancing at some club for 18+-year-olds.

you stood ready in your favorite partying outfit knowing that tonight was going to be one of the final nights where you would not be obsessed with hero work and would be with your high school family like this

you were scrolling through your phone looking for a song that you wanted to lip-sync to shouto before you all left because it had been weeks since you had an epiphany and you hadn’t gathered the nerve to tell him it yet

“Hey, y/l/n-chan, can you go get todoroki? he’s the only one not down here yet.” mina asked and you nodded your hand

“you guys can go.” you insisted as you had found the perfect song, “we’ll catch up!”

the class nodded knowing that the two of you weren’t the type to hookup during the time and so they left taking most of the part excitement with them

gathering your nerve, you climbed up the stairs to shouto’s room, your phone grasped in your hand

you walked in on shouto wearing a pair of plain black slacks and a simple white T-shirt that was snuggly fitted, and you choked on your tongue at his appearance

shouto glanced over at you and smiled, “what song is it? I’m not really aware of any hurry-up-now-please songs.”

with a shaky finger, you pressed play on the song, tucking away the phone and walked towards shouto who turned and looked at you in near disbelief

“Wise men say only fools rush in, But I can’t help falling in love with you. Shall I stay? Would it be a sin If I can’t help falling in love with you? Like a river flows surely to the seaDarling, so it goesSome things are meant to beTake my hand, take my whole life tooFor I can’t help falling in love with you. Like a river flows surely to the sea. Darling, so it goes, Some things are meant to be. Take my hand, take my whole life too, For I can’t help falling in love with you, For I can’t help falling in love with you.”

you break away from shouto who you had wrapped your arms delicately around his shoulders as you managed to sing along with the song, a blush staining your entire face, tears misting in both of your eyes

“I-i’ve fallen in love with you.”

and poor shouto has no idea what to say, so instead, he reacts

he places a kiss to your lips as he holds you close

“I’m in love with you, too.”

I honestly had sooo much fun with this??? I love doing lip-synch during finals week because the stress of everything really makes songs entertaining to perform!!! songs are listed here by order of appearance: is Lost In Japan by Shawn Mendes, Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper, I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor, I Wanna Dance with Somebody (Who Loves Me) by Whitney Houston, and Can’t Help Falling In Love by Kina Grannis. (((its the cover from Crazy Rich Asians and I love that cover, fight me)))

bonus!

it had been four years since graduating and shouto was getting ready to propose and the entire class 1-a was waiting for shouto to arrive

“how do you think he’s going to do it?” uraraka sighs dreamily as she stares at her engagement ring on her own finger

“better not be fucking stupid.” bakugou mutters from the opposite end of the room

“I don’t know about you guys, but if shouto doesn’t propose by lip-synching ‘Marry Me’ by Jason Derulo, or ‘Perfect’ by Ed Sheeran, I think I deserve to take y/n from him.” kaminari joked as he remembered that old playful thing you and everyone else were semi-obsessed about

“I’ll take some of that action!” mina laughs

everyone quiets up as shouto walks in, “so, I have an idea. I hope you guys like it…”

[sunshinemage]

:: GW2 Commander Week: RORY LITTLEARROW ::.

Tuesday, Day 2: Champion (Rory & Audralorryn)

How did your Commander feel about being chosen by Glint’s egg as its Champion? Were they excited? Honored? Concerned? How did the people close to them react to it? How is their relationship with Aurene, how does it develop? Did becoming Aurene’s Champion change them in any way, be it physically or mentally?

_____

Sun’s Refuge - 1332 AE, the night of the victory over Kralkatorrik

“To you!” Audra says with glee, gently clinking her glass of wine against Rory’s. “And to a well deserved night’s rest after all that!”

“The most deserved night’s rest, yes!”

The celebratory party was in full swing, and Audra and Rory had stepped aside for a little while, relieved to finally have a moment to themselves after six years of being apart. The air was warm and fragrant with rich odors of spices, fruits and other various foods, and they were well on their way to chat the night away.

“So, what now? Do you think we can breathe a little?”

“Don’t jinx it.”

“I wouldn’t dare.”

Rory takes another drink from his glass.

“Are you alright?” Audra asks softly. “And I know how stupid this question sounds, and how obvious the answer is, but...”

“You’re talking about Aurene?”

“Yes.”

“She’s an Elder Dragon now. She’s been called to higher purposes.” He puts his now empty glass down. “I held her as an egg!” He adds with a laugh.

“You sound like the proudest doting father! Does... that make me a mother?”

“Ha! Probably!”

“How did it feel? The first time you knew you were going to be Glint’s heir’s Champion, I mean. You didn’t put any details in your messages.”

“I... don’t remember. I don’t remember hesitating or questioning it, that is. I just knew it was absolute. It was grounding. I don’t know why it had to be me, but I know I would never give this up.”

“I’m equal parts envious, fascinated and afraid, to be honest.”

“There’s nothing to fear about Aurene. She’s... pure? I don’t know how to put it. She made me better, just like you have. She makes me see clearly when I need to, she calms me when I doubt. I love her dearly. And she’s devoted to the world. So am I.”

“Sooo noble.”

“Oh shush.”

Audra laughs and plants a kiss on top of Rory’s head.

“I’m very proud, you know?”

“How so?”

“Most people would let this go to their heads. A bond like that with an Elder Dragon? So powerful, so mind-blowing.”

“I don’t think Aurene would make anyone form a bond with her if they don’t want to protect the world with all their heart.”

“Is that arrogance I hear? Are you bragging? I knew there had to be a change of some sorts!”

“Audra!”

“I know, I know.” She sighs. “You know, you sound... a lot older. Don’t take this the wrong way, it’s a compliment, I swear. You sound wiser. And I missed you so much. I love you. Tell me all your wisdom.”

It’s Rory’s turn to laugh as Audra pretends to swoon.

“I missed you too. My wisdom says this: we should really have another honeymoon. A vacation sounds really nice.”

“My, but you are very wise indeed!” 

The two of them ended up falling asleep where they were, their sleep fiercely guarded by Audra’s birds.

[ankkalinna]

So basically I wanted to write this certain specific ship and ended up writing a Legend of the three caballeros fic.

Word Count: 1400

Pairings: You can't prove this isn't canon

Rating: PG

“Here, you see!” Xandra looked like she had to resist the urge to jump up and down like an excited puppy. “Finally, we have reached the peak of Mount Olympos, the land of the Gods! Or to be exact a kinda conference centre for gods these days.”

“Impressive,” José nodded approvingly.

“Cool,” Donald said. He decided to add a one or two impressed 'aahs' just in case.

“I have never seen anything quite like this!” Panchito exclaimed.

The three caballeros stared at the almost empty plateau. Empty except for a big but otherwise unimpressive rock and a tiny shack next to it. The rock wasn't even a nice colour. The paintjob on the shack had seen better days.

A tumbleweed had the good sense and the comedic timing to roll by. It hit the shack. The shack collapsed.

José reached to whisper the other two: “It's not that impressive, right?”

“Let her have her fun,” Panchito said. He clapped a few more times for emphasis.

“I think she was stuck in the book a few millenia too long,” Donald mumbled.

“Oh, sorry,” Xandra said. “I forgot it's shielded from mortal eyes. By the way you guys are super easily impressed. Just let me drop the illusion...”

She snapped her fingers and suddenly the group was surrounded by a party of godlike-beings similar to their guide.

“AAH!!!”

“Yeah isn't it great?” Xandra said. She waved at the gods and mythical creatures who were drinking and playing petanque. “We'll get the help we need and- OH! Look!!! It's Odin! Hey how's it hanging?”

The one-eyed god gave her a nod and returned to refilling the punch bowl.

Xandra grasped her hands. “It's been so long! I can't wait to see all of my friends and-”

She was interrupted by a voice that sounded like the jingle of a thousand silver bells in the spring breeze. “Xaaandra my dear~!”

Donald watched Xandra visibly tense.

She turned towards the voice, the widest fake smile on her face. “Ooooh hello. It's been a whiiile.”

She pushed the three birds to the forefront. “I didn't expect to see you here at all! What a coincidence! Have you met the three caballeros?” She straightened Donald's hat. “My champions. Gonna save the world. No biggie.”

She poked José's back. “Try to stand a bit straighter,” she whispered.

“What's with her all of a sudden?” Donald asked.

He narrowed his eyes. The tall woman with golden curls seemed to shine almost... She was certainly beautiful but Donald couldn't help feel distrust towards the figure. Almost like she had wronged him in the past. Did he know her..?

José put a hand on his shoulder. “My dear Donald, it's really quite clear for one who understands the heart of a woman.”

Panchito set his hand on Donald's other shoulder. “It really is, amigo.”

The lady gave them a look. “How cute. New pets of yours? Oh no sorry I realize I misunderstood.”

She batted her eyelashes at Xandra. “You finally found yourself in a company of equals. Good for you. You can find someone very lovely and backstab her ruthlessly.”

Donald gasped as he noticed the blindfold hanging around her neck. “Could it be..?”

José nodded. “Exactly, clear as day.”

Panchito joined in. “They used to run a clown school together.”

“Exactly, they-” José shook his head. “Wait what. NO! Obviously they used to date!”

Xandra leaned in close to the other woman. “Hahaha! I am doing very well and don't need you at all! I'm happy and an independent goddess that's me!”

Panchito shrugged. “These sort of things can be very emotional. Poor ladies, forced to abandon their dreams of bringing joy to children everywhere...”

The golden-haired woman put her hands on her hips. “That's not what you said when you walked out on me! The nerve! After the greatest betrayal known to man!”

“That's not how I remember it! And you were always a lousy kisser! Who'd be crying after you and drowning her sorrows in chocolate because she will never get her dream wedding!?”

“You never call! Did our love mean nothing to you?”

“I WAS TRAPPED IN A BOOK!”

José and Donald turned to look at Panchito.

He shrugged. “What? I never said they weren't also exes. Take it from me, it's always best to not mix romance and the attempts at clown schooling reformation. Very messy. Custard pies everywhere.”

“Anyway!” Xandra exclaimed. “I am very busy with my current project of saving the world.” She only now seemed to notice the way the three caballeros were looking at her. “This is Lady Luck. Fortuna. A layabout extraordinaire.”

Fortuna moved her perfect brow into a frown. “Says someone who just took a holiday for a week? Thousand years?”

“Hello? A magical book? Being imprisoned?”

“Like that time you were eaten by a Hydra and couldn't make it to our anniversary?” Fortuna mumbled. “Or the time you had to leave my birthday party early to go clean some stables? Left me in a rain all by myself to go girdle-shopping?”

Xandra ignored her, pulled out her spear and stroke a pose. “But now I have returned and have found my champions. What have you been doing?”

“Sharing joy and sorrow, bringing down empires, keeping things interesting, you know. The usual.” Fortuna waved her hand. “Well I got a champion too!”

An explosion of golden sparkles and four leaf glovers appeared, and in the midst of it-

“Oh no,” Donald said. “Not him.”

“Oh hi cuz.”

“Do you know this strange goose, Donald?” José asked.

“Yeah, he's my cousin. Ugh...”

The goose, dressed in the golden toga walked to the three caballeros. “Gladstone Gander,” he poked Donald's bill. “At your service.”

Fortuna hurried to him. “Oh nono, my little baby boy don't touch the common rabble.”

She pulled Gladstone away and handed him a hand-wipe. “I don't think bad dressing sense and overall aura of failure is infectious but no harm being too careful.”

Gladstone wiped his hand and dropped the wipe on the floor.

“Hey! Littering!” Donald pointed at it.

Fortuna ruffled Gladstone's hair. “Aww, but he looked so stylish and cute doing it.”

“He is right,” José said. “If I had any money I'd give it to him just because he deserves it for brightening our day. Truly, I have never seen anyone litter in a way that justifies the very action through the inherent beauty involved.”

Panchito pulled out a half-eaten chocolate bar from his pocket. “Here, have this.” He reached out his hand. “I have been saving it for the celebration for when we save the world but you deserve it more.”

Gladstone made a face. “I don't want it. Eww, it's half-eaten.”

Panchito's face fell. “Aw.”

“Just one champion?” Xandra laughed. “He will bring the terrible Lord Felldrake down in a fight to the death?”

Gladstone yawned. “Sounds like too much work.”

“Yes he will!” Fortuna exclaimed.

“Oh yeah?” Xandra pushed close enough for their noses to touch. “That a promise?”

“Yes!”

“The same kinda promise you made when you told me you'd water my favourite potted plant when I was away fighting the Jörmungandr?”

“I did water it!”

“Your pet rabbit ate it!”

“And got stomach pains! You ruthless beast!”

Fortuna crossed her arms. “Come! My champion! We are obviously not wanted here! I know sooo many better parties!”

Gladstone waved goodbye. “See ya-”

They disappeared in an angry explosion of diamonds and horseshoes. One horseshoe hit Donald in the face.

“WAK!”

Xandra shook her fist at the spot they had stood in a few seconds ago before turning to the three birds.

“From now on we'll train every day! To beat her and her goofy little stink goose!”

“And save the world, right?” José said.

“What? Yes, of course.”

Xandra pulled Donald up. “Come on, we can't let people see you like this.”

The little squabble hadn't drawn any attention from the partying gods. Almost like they were very used to things like that.

“Do you think you could wear a wig?” Xandra asked. “A very shiny wig?”

Donald let out a groan.

[melyaliz]

Night Person

Fandom: Yu-Gi-OH

Summary: All the best things happened to Amie at night. 

Pairing: Seto Kaiba x OC 

Notes: Ok so @speedypan reminded me of my TOTAL and UTTER love for Yugioh. Honestly, I have both my DC fanfic revival and now Yuigoh credited to her. Just wait, soon I’ll be bringing back Avatar and Naruto soon 😂😝

Like as we speak I am working on re-editing my old series and posting it on archive but I figured I could post some of my NEW stuff here? I promise I am still working on Nancy’s second part and @werewitchling’s Charlie request :P Life has just been rough and I guess Seto calms my nerves (weird) 

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Amie was a night person. She had her best ideas late at night, her breakthrough on projects, and adventures late at night.

Honestly, she hadn’t thought too much about it but her best moments happened at night too.

-Thursday 10:32pm-

Everyone was gone. Most of the lights were off. At least they were in the rest of Kaiba Corp  As for the animation lab, everything was still bright and cheery.

WHY?

Because Amie was still hard at work and she was NOT about to be stuck in some creepy Freddy Kroger style office. If she had to stay late to cover her idiot co-workers the world around her better be bright and cheery.

A large soda at her side and music blasting in her ears while she tried to get the Dark magician’s hat just right. It just wasn’t folding the way she… wait, was that a kid?

Glancing over their screen she blinked again before rubbing her eyes. Contacts starting to dry out. Honestly, she should just go home but she was sooo close. Maybe if she just…

There it was again.

Leaning out of her chair she studied the doorway. Ok, now she was getting slightly creeped out. This was some Chucky style shit. Glancing back down at her screen she clicked save several hundred times on her project. Never can be too safe. Then glancing up, her brown eyes locking onto a pair of dark blue ones.

“Uhhh Hello child of the corn.”

“What?”

“Nothing… are your parents around”

The boy laughed shoving his hands into his pockets. “Are you new?”

“Yes… oh fuck… I mean fudge… oh, fudge. Sorry... Mokuba right?”

“That’s me.” he shrugged waving his hand at her apologetic smile, “It’s kind of late why are you still here?”

“Because of the hat from hell.”

“What?”

“Why are you?” change the subject, no point in bitching about the design issues with the big boss’s kid brother. Would he be considered the Big kid? The small boss?

“Because my brother is a work-a-holic.”

“I feel it.”

Mokuba walked over to her screen glancing over at the screen studying her work, “looks good to me.”

Amie couldn’t help but snort, “Yeah but that hat.” clicking the space bar the small magician started to move making the hat flip in rather unrealistic movements causing Mokuba laugh.

“It looks like… it looks…”

“Oh yeah, I’m very aware...”

“Well can I hang out with you while you work on it?”

“Only if you tell me about your day, I like listening to things while I work.”

“Well you’re in luck, I happen to be a GREAT storyteller.”  

-Friday 11:53pm-

It was late and Amie was just finishing up. That total complete moron Jeff had ONCE again spectacularly destroyed the files they needed to get to Seto that Monday for the pitch.

And instead of staying and cleaning up his mess the wonderful oh so hard working moron ditched saying something about “having to go.” Amie was about 90% sure he was just going to see his girlfriend and probably get an early start on his weekend.

Something Amie had hoped to do. But no, instead she was trapped cleaning up his mess working well into the evening.

“Fuck that guy,” Amie grumbled to herself as she walked down the halls holding her 4th mug of coffee hoping that would jump-start the creative process for her. Although it was really just helping her brain come up with a million ways she hoped Jeff would suffer for his idiocracy. Maybe some burning diarrhea or maybe he would get a HUGE dent his beloved car?

“What are you still doing here… wait…”

Amie winced as she paused looking up from her thoughts to see the CEO himself Seto Kaiba. The only time Seto had bothered to pay attention to Amie the intern was when her brother had faked her submission to get her in. After that, he had never sent her a second glance.

Which was good because she was too young for this position and if anyone found out she was NOT a college student she could lose this opportunity of a lifetime.

“Yes Boss Dude?” she muttered glancing up at him from under the dark black bangs of her work wig.

“Don’t I go to school with you?” Seto asked taking a step closer, his piercing blue eyes studying her. Ok, it also didn’t help that Amie found the dueling champion super hot. Like not in a “we’re soulmates” kind of way but more of a “You’re eyes make me nervous” sort of way.

“If I say yes will you fire me?”

“Humm” he studied her for a moment, “Why are you here so late?”

“Just finishing up the prototypes for the pitch on Monday.”

“And your supervisor couldn't do that?”

“He had a hot date.”

“Then no.” with that he turned and walked off.

“Wait!” a weird rush of confidence came over it. Maybe it was the 4th cup of coffee or the fact it was almost midnight and she had been listening to Paramore on repeat for 3 hours. Regardless of the reason, her command made Seto pause glancing back over his shoulder, “If you fire me then I can go home and if the images aren’t perfect it won’t be on my conscience?”

At that moment a million puppies died as hell froze over because… Seto cracked a small smirk.

“Make it perfect and I’ll promote you.”

“Deal.”

-Tuesday 9:06pm-

Tap tap tap, Amie hummed along with the Supremes as she tapped her stylist on the table waiting for the computer to render. She was oh so close to being done. A stack of science books next to her because she also had a quiz tomorrow she may or may not have studied for.

“Jeff ditch you again?” A voice broke into her song as the rude voice pulled an earbud out.

Lucky for this intrusive voice Amie had a soft spot for him.

“At this point, I would be annoyed if he didn’t,” she said spinning around in her chair which caused her headphones to unplug the song blasting across the editing bay.

“What is this?” Mokuba asked raising an eyebrow. Amie let out a gasp.

“Mokuba! Don’t tell me you have never heard the Supremes!”

“Nope. It sounds kind of… Chick”

“It’s very chick. They are in love with love, listen.” clicking on You Can’t Hurry Love she started swinging around in her chair to the music.

“I guess it’s ok…”

“Chair dance! Grab a chair”

“Ooookk” Mokuba knew better than to argue with Amie once the clock passed 8:45. That was when she had her third cup of coffee and the weird ideas started.

Three songs later Mokuba and Amie were rolling in a very impressive choreographed routine across the isles of computers screaming “I Want You Back” By the Jackson 5 at the tops of their lungs.

“Good to see there is a lot of work going on in here.”

Amie laughed turning to see Seto leaning   the door frame, “Are you the only one who ever stays late?”

“I would say yes but you are here.”

“I’m here too!” Mokuba said scooting his chair next to Amie reminding her that he was, in fact, also there.

“Yeah, but you don’t work here, just make everything better.”

Mokuba laughed flipping his thick black hair, “I do don’t I.”

“Well, It’s time to go,” Seto said nodding toward this brother. Mokuba nodded getting up pushing his chair back to its rightful desk. “And Amie.”

Dear God, he knew her name… did the world just stop spinning or was that her heart? Amie wasn’t sure if it was that annoying crush on his pretty blue eyes or the fact that he was basically her boss and had the power to ruin her animator dreams.

“Go home, the project will be there tomorrow.”

Ok, the world really had stopped, had she somehow entered some paralleled universe? Had THE Seto Kaiba just told one of his employees to STOP working? “Uhhhh, Yes sir.”

Mentally she kicked herself as she slowly rolled back to her desk feeling her cheeks heat up. Mokuba watching her as she quickly saved the project before closing down her computer. Shit girl, could you get any weirder?

-Monday 10:17pm-

Nothing had changed yet everything had changed.

Amie had quit last week. Jeff had blamed her on the whole project crumbling and when she stood there in front of a angry Seto she broke. She didn’t deserve this. She worked harder than anyone else at this fucking editing lab and had covered that dick weed’s back so many times and he just threw her to the flipping wolves.

I mean SURE Seto Kaiba’s rage was probably the most frighting thing Amie had EVER seen in her life but even facing his dragon size temper she wouldn’t have thrown a teammate under the bus like that.

She didn’t deserve this.

Which is what she told Seto.

He had stood there wide-eyed in pure shock. No one had EVER quit Kaiba corp before. With the best pay and benefits, there was a reason people put up with the companies CEO.

But not her.

She had been done.

Until the famous CEO showed up at her apartment door telling her that he needed more people like her on his team. People who cared about their craft and did this because they loved it not because of the money or prestige of it all.  

So goodbye Jeff and hello personal editing lab.

This didn’t mean she still didn’t have late night because… well, nights seemed to be her magic time.

A cup of coffee slid into her peripheral. Glancing over Amie almost had a heart attack seeing Seto standing over her desk.

“You just jumped almost a mile.”

“Well, you just scared the hell out of me.”

“Mokuba will literally rip your headphones out of your ear and you will not flinch.”

“But I’m expecting him…” Amie bit her lip trying to find the right words as she took the coffee taking a sip her dark brown eyes not leaving Setos, “What’s up?”

“Just checking in,” he said taking a chair and sitting down next to her.

Well fuck, there was NO way she could work with those blue eyes watching her. And at this close range, he smelled good too. Of course, he would smell good, he’s a rich CEO he probably bathed in Versace. She, on the other hand, probably smelled like coffee and insecurity.

They both sat in silence for a moment then Amie turned to him, “Do you want me to like explain where I am or something?”

“If you want.”

“Helpful”

“Pardon?”

Shit, did she just say that out loud? Whoooops. Maybe she could quit again?

“Uhhh I mean… well at the moment I am coming up with color pallets for each character. Like what shades we want for them so that regardless of who is animating the character they will always look the same.”

Seto nodded as he watched her click through the files copy and pasting the code into a document before going back to the Coral Dragon she had been working on adjusting the shades trying to brighten up his wings just a little bit more.

“I would add more undertones of red”

You can’t say no to the boss, so she pulled up the color wheel moving it, “Like that,”

“Just a bit more… yeah there.”

“Ohhh I like that. Guess you’re the boss for a reason.” Amie could feel his eyes on her but for the first time, she didn’t feel so tense like maybe they had just had a breakthrough. Bonded? Maybe just a little.

Mokuba found his brother and Amie a few hours later still in Amie’s new office going over characters. Seto pointing out changes and Amie suggesting ways to make it work. Both of them seemed to relax and just working in harmony that Mokuba didn’t want to bother them.

It was nice to see his brother actually enjoying himself.

-Friday 11:11pm-

“No stop touching!” Amie snapped swatting away Seto’s hand as he tried to direct her on the computer. It was already very late and everyone else had left for the day but Amie had stayed trying to fix the editing issues they kept running into. Her pink hair pulled up in a messy bun several pencils lost inside the mess. Must like her mood at the moment.

“You are doing it wrong”

“No, you are just messing me up being this close”

“I don’t see how me being close would mess you up, just do your job.”

“It’s the blue eyes.”

“What?”

“They need to be at least 5 feet away from me,” Amie said turning to look at her boss who was only a few inches from her looking over her shoulder trying to direct her work on the new dueling virtual game. This seemed to be happening a lot more. Seto popping in and not leaving. Normally Amie didn’t hate it but today… today something was just bothering her about how close the CEO was to her.

Seto turned slightly as if he finally realized how close he was to her. Something she had been feeling all night.

“Then again they are pretty nice this close up.” Amie snickered coffee brain kicking in. Words she was thinking seeming like a good idea said aloud.

“Are… you flirting with me right now?”

“Wait you haven't been?” Amie laughed deciding to call him out, “You had your arm on my shoulder for like 20 minutes telling me how to do my job while we worked on the graphic for the points counter.”

This caused Seto to pull away. Amie felt her stomach clunch. Shit, shit she had just made things super awkward. Deciding to just play it cool she turned back to her screen, pushed some loose strands of her hair away from her face.

She continued her work trying to ignore the mess of butterflies in her stomach until they all lept and died at the feeling of a hand on hers. She turned, confused about to ask what Seto was doing only to have him kiss her.

Soft and sweet. A little clumsy as if he really didn’t know what he was doing but he was confident in it. She found it funny how confident he was really. It was one of the things she liked about him. How confident he was. That and how dorky he was. Her confident dork.

Leaning forward she kissed him back trying to fight back the smile that was on her lips.

They were never going to get this project done in time.

Yep, Amie was a night person. How could she not be when all the best things happened?

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