#they're always so chipper about it too lmao

[spikeybonesandwich]

@rubber-rats

I understand we all gotta get that bread sometimes

But nothing is funnier than listening to a serious documentary with a whiplash of a sponsor

“Before we continue our investigation into this sickening criminal…this episode is sponsored by AFK ARENAAAA”

[fairyhaos]

seventeen and being cafe workers

requested by anon: "hi! i really liked your take of svt having a cold! what are your thoughts on svt as cafe workers? thank you for your hard work! "

notes: LMAO this was actually sm fun

masterlist

seungcheol

he doesn't know why he's working in a cafe tbh. he doesn't even know how it happened. jeonghan brought him to the cafe he worked at one day and the next thing he knew, he was being hired as a barista at that very same place. oh well, he supposes it's kind of fun (?) to work alongside such chipper people, and it encourages him to talk to a vast range of people while he works

jeonghan

assistant manager, sleeps in the back room half the time, only ever gets called out for it by chan. somehow a master at handling orders during rush hour, though? gets through coffees in a flash, taking orders and yelling at minghao to get on with it and also packaging pastries and working the cashier and still smiling and greeting people nicely. but don't call for his help until it's rush hour again okay he needs another nap now

joshua

doesn't actually do, like . anything. he's out there on the floor chatting to people and (sometimes) taking orders and (not really) clearing the tables and smiling and doing nothing whatsoever. gets away with it bc he's pretty and good at talking to people so it gains them more customers anyway. works in a cafe, but doesn't like coffee. asks people if they want a cake instead when they ask what coffee he recommends

junhui

bright and sweet and has the weirdest recommendations when customers ask him how he normally takes his coffee. either looks like he's buzzed up on way too much caffeine or looking like he's about to doze off any second. has probably slept during a lull in his shift before. whizzes around the shop with his broom going "wheee!!" while he's cleaning up when they're closing up the coffee shop for the day

hoshi

bids all the customers goodbye with a wave and his signature move (his horanghae hands), gets slapped on the head with a tea towel by woozi every time he catches him. is always stealing the pastries from inside the display during the lazy times of the day, swears he's innocent and pins the blame on poor seungkwan who was on the other side of the cafe at that time

wonwoo

has literally every customer in their early 20s giving him their phone numbers/ asking him if he wants to go grab something to eat with them. typically hides behind the coffee machines and doing the barista work bc ngl he's kinda terrified because one time this lady just Kept Coming Back to talk to him and his social battery was just not up for dealing with her level of bright chatter. 

woozi

he gives me manager vibes. he's the one who scolds mingyu whenever he gets within a three foot radius of the coffee machines, who hits hoshi over the head for his excessive tiger agenda, who lets jeonghan sleep in the back room but denies that it's because he's lowkey scared of him. very very good at manager-ing and can also barista when it gets too busy. the cafe would fall to pieces without him tbh. 

minghao

one of the best baristas ever. memorises complicated orders in the blink of an eye. rattles off the order back to the customer when they claim that he made their drink wrong and then raises an eyebrow and goes "isn't that what you wanted, sir?". grins almost sadistically whenever someone orders an insanely caffeine-loaded drink. is in horror at junhui's coffee preferences. 

mingyu

isn't allowed near the coffee machines after that one time he almost broke one of them while pulling the lever too hard. is great at doing cashier work because he's such eye candy, pulls in the greatest amount of tips because of it. sometimes works the floor, but that's also risky bc there have been times where he's gotten in the way of his colleagues as they hand out coffee and spilt it all down his uniform

dokyeom

brighest sunshine smile ever. asked to work mainly morning shifts, and woozi agreed because putting seokmin and his sunshine brightness in an evening shift would probably make their tired customers feel even more exhausted while talking to his unending brightness. has gotten the second most amount of numbers given to him after wonwoo, but the clueless boy doesn't even understand why

seungkwan

that one chatty barista who talks about anything and everything to anyone who looks at him too long while he's working. hates the opening shift. always complains long and loud at how sloppily the shop was cleaned up by the people on the closing shift of the day before. scolds hoshi when he snatches a cake pop when he thinks no one is looking. 

vernon

Good And Honest Worker™. nothing to say tbh, he's just actually genuinely good at the job. everyone wants to be put on the same shift as him. gives customers song recommendations too whenever they ask him what drink he recommends they have. once tried to write the prop-up sign for the cafe, was laughed at by woozi bc it looked like it was written by a child

chan

newbie. doesn't know how to work the coffee machines, isn't allowed to figure them out in case he becomes the next mingyu and destroys the machine that was almost killed by the guy's hands. is in charge of drawing smiley faces on the coffee cups. writes everyone's name wrongly on the cup, and yet calls it out flawlessly every time as he hands them their coffee with a beam and a chipper "have a nice day!"

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[justarandombrit]

I did the thing again. If you missed the livestream but want to know what happened, I wrote down some notes again. (Spoiler warning, obviously, as I will mention who won the death match)

. The Nightmare Time theme is so fucking good

. Xander murdered Grace last death match and won

. James and Matt like wrestling (not each other - the sport)

. BOTTLE IMPS!!!!!!!!!!!!

. WORKIN BOYS GETS RELEASED ON YOUTUBE AT 425,000

. Lmao the backing music is Jane's A Car

. We are the Lords In Black

. HARMONY AND BARRY!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HARMONY SO MUCH

. Ted and Hidgens are a duo lmaoooooo

. Melissa and w o m a n

. Mariah really loved w o m a n

. CCRP set up a water filtration system that pissed people off

. USE IT OR LOSE IT

. Harmony and Barry are just so annoying that Paul and Emma want to fight them

. Paul is the first to die

. Coffee makes Barry stronger

. Jon is the only one who thought Paulkins would win

. Rip Harmony :(

. Paul throws spare change at Harmony and Barry, summoning the Homeless Man, who wins the fight for them

. Bill and Alice get an easybake oven stolen from them by Sherman

. Love Vs Crazy

. Frank and Bill get mistaken for eachother mid-fight

. Sherman is vicious

. Frank wants Sherman to die

. Alice eats Sherman's soul and becomes a little kid again

. Ruth has a crush on Hidgens

. Ted and Hidgens have a dead body???????

. The dead body is a Frankenstein amalgamation of all the Workin Boys

. Frankenruth?????????

. RICHIE HAS THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON HIS SIDE

. Ted and Hidgens win with help from the Workin Boy

. “w o m a n is here!”

“I'm fucking here, bitches”

. Shapiro + Bailey are looking for Roman

. Dog…

. Oh no

. Roman is the dog.

. Melissa and w o m a n die

. MISS HOLLOWEEN!!!!!!!

. Bottle Imps was supposed to be between Forever and Always and Time Bastard

. Bill meets the founder of CCRP

. CHARLES IS IN IT

. CHARLES FOUNDED CCRP

. HARVARD LAW SCHOOL COMMUNITY ORGANISING PRICK?!?!?!?!?

. HOWIE?!?!?!?!?!?

. Bill's been at CCRP 13 years

. Coven’s Communication Research and Power

. Charles wants… ALL the money

. If it's actually Billted oh my god…

. Jane didn't die, but their dog did so she divorced him

. THEY'VE COVERED THE PROTESTS LIVE AT THE HATCHETFIELD KENNEL

. THE PROBLEMATIC PUPPY BIT SOLOMON LAUTER

. DONNA WANTS THE DOG TO DIE

. THE DOG IS IN THE CAR

. THE DOG CAR RUNS OVER DAN AND DONNA

. GOT MY PAW ON THE GAS

. Everyone is cheating on each other

. Ethan used to bully Pete

. Pete and Steph don't tip

. Lex flips out

. Lex suddenly develops a gluten intolerance????

. Jason and Kyle save Steph and Pete

. Max breaks into Camp Idontwannabang, Grace reads him Bible stories, they're about to kiss, then Boy Jerry and Girl Jeri burst in to kill them

. Grace is so Jesus loving that Lumberaxe kills the Jerries

. MISS HOLLOWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN

. Excorcism???

. “Christ’s in hell with your mother”

Riley

. Miss Holloway has a witch hat!!!!!

. Evil mask??

. Riley's in hell smh

. “You basic bitch”

. MISS HOLLOWAY THROWS HERSELF INTO A WOOD CHIPPER

. Joey is Ted again

. YELLOW JACKET

. Alice and Bill get pissed about Paulkins trash talking Mamma Mia

. Joey: “This is the future the libs want”

. General MacNamara drops in from a helicopter and shoots Bill and Alice in the head

. James will murder Paul and Emma himself if they survive again

. Ted accidentally confesses to murdering Ruth and Richie

. Joey: “Here's the thing, ACAB”

. Thrash murders Shapiro for being a cop lmaooooooo

. Sam’s a dick to Tim at Pizza Pete’s

. Hannah straight up murders Charlotte and Sam

. I have to go to bed :( (Stopped right before Holyghost v Lautity)

. I'm baaaa-aaaaaack! It's the next day, I have pancakes, and I'm just realising I accidentally wrote Lautity instead of Lautski… I just love them too much

. I haven't checked Tumblr cause I don't want to be spoiled for who wins

. OH SHIT WORKIN BOYS IS ON YOUTUBE

. I'm back on the livestream, I'll check that out later

. They're at Perky's Buds, Grace has dragged Max there for a protest, Steph dragged Pete there for weed

. Grace wants Steph to go to heaven

. Five minutes for A THOUSAND DOLLARS?!?!?!?

. THEY DID IT IN ONE MINUTE

. Joey: “You horny little fucks”

. Max just murders Steph and Pete

. Max wouldn't want to hit a girl, Ziggs comes out, fails to land a single shot on them, but attracts the nighthawks which peck out Steph and Pete’s eyes

. Nicole Rodriguez is so fucking talented damnnnnnnnn, also I love Cool As I Think I Am (Reprise)

. This song will always destroy me emotionally :(

. Why is Joey doing a British accent lmaoooo

. This isn't the next scene, but is after it chronologically

. BRENDA!!!!!!!!!!

. BRENDA WORKS AT MISS RETRO'S

. If only it was a real werewolf… Wayward Guide, anyone?

. “Shit-eating grin” is my favourite Americanism. It's so funny I love it

. I kinda love Tucker

. More skidoos???

. Kyle's in college?????????????? Damn

. Even Stacy's in college

. Miss Holloway: “Cause the 80’s were bitchin’ ”

. Oh nooooo :(

. Miss Holloway: “The intranet”

. Oh god

. Oh shit

. Oh fuck

. Even though I knew this was going to happen I'm still devastated

. Oh god :((((((((

. God we need NMT3

. Joey: “Is this a bad time to announce Curt and Kim are getting divorced?”

. VIRGINITY ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

. Tedgens are stealing from CCRP, Paulkins are about to go on a date, they find them, and Hidgens goes all murder-crazy

. Corey: “Some of us are wrong and many of us are right”

. Joey: “Jon, Ted is gooning all over this office”

. Jon: “Great job everybody, all the food is gonna be poisoned next week”

. Goddamnit I just got spoiled for it :(

. Tedgens manage to find the Bastard's Box and trap Paul and Emma in it

. Hidgens hears Workin Boys coming from the box, but Ted stops him from touching it

. Tom and Becky want to buy the Waylon Place, and find Grace and Max burying Pete and Steph

. Tom coaches the Hatchetfield Nighthawks??????????

. Gen Z Vs Millennials

. Someone pulled $800 from the Kickstarter :(

. Will arrived literally as soon as Max died

. Grace and Max are ghosts now

. Meg Lloyd is also insanely talented

. Will loves Tom and Becky

. Sauce Saturday

. RUN AWAY WITH MEEEEEEE

. They're in the Starlight theatre, Wilbur is there for some reason

. “He was driving the car that killed your dog”

. NOOOOOOO JENNY

. LAUREN!!!!!

. Wilbur just straight up cheats so Tedgens win

. OHHHHHHH TED VS HIDGENS

. Ted always dies though :/

. A girl Miss Holloway saved has died

. MISS HOLLOWAY IS RENEGOTIATING HER DEAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

. Lore….

. Miss Holloway chops off her toes?????

. AND DIPS THEM IN CHOCOLATE?????????

. AN OLD POP STAR THE WORLD’S FORGOTTEN

. That's what that tune is called?

. OH MY GOD THE LORDS

. I NEED TO DRAW THIS

. Why do the Lords eat toes

. Blinky has a mouth???????

. Nibbly lmao

. Mariah: “Lauren, you're muted, baby”

Lauren (muted): “FUCK”

. Blinky, my love

. This is so fanfiction coded I love it

. Tinky likes Miss Holloway????? Duke really was right about everyone being in love with her

. I WANNA DANCE WITH SOMEBODY

. Lmao Tinky

. Double calculators, and an abacus????

. Blinky (covering his ears): That's a bad word!

. BLINKY HAS EARS??????

. HER NAME

. BE A PALLY WAL

. OH MY GOD MISS HOLLOWAY

. Ted wins!!!

. THEY'RE GONNA DO DND

. Well.

. Nightmare Time Cover!!!!!!!! Needy Beast, my love

. Oh god that was amazing

[highlyillogicalandroid]

8, 11 and 27 for your oldest OTP 😘

My OLDEST OTP, ooh!! I'm not 100% sure which one that is, baby's been shipping a long time, but I'm gonna go ahead and guess Xena and Gabrielle.

From this list.

8. Who is a morning person? Who is a night owl?

They're both morning people by necessity, but Xena's more begrudging about it, and she cannot for the life of her understand how Gabrielle is so chipper at the break of dawn. Gabrielle makes herself extra chipper so that Xena will get grumpy, because she thinks grumpy Xena is adorable.

11. Who leaves notes in the other one's lunch? (Bonus: what do they say?)

Gabrielle leaves the notes, and they're always little snippets of their adventures. They have annotations scribbled in the margins like, "Too over the top? Not over the top enough? Don't forget to eat your vegetables!"

27. Craziest place they had sex?

Lmao where HAVEN'T they had sex?

[miss--river]

✨️TELL ME ABOUT YOUR OCS✨️ by @vincentmatthews

wanted to do this for my newest babe who im hyperfixating on! thank you so much for the fun template! it gave me the chance to flesh her out just a little more!

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♡Name Phoenix Blake

♡Nicknames Phi, Finn, Nix

♡Age 26

♡Pronouns She/Her

♡Sexuality Bisexual

♡Hair Color and style Red, usually up with braids (but lately ive been obsessing over her with her hair down.

♡Eye Color Yellow

♡Height 5'5"

♡Body Type Average

♡Personality She smiles and laughs a lot, loves making other people laugh and smile, extroverted, loves meeting people.

♡Tattoos She has a sleeve of tattoos on both arms.

♡Piercings She has a nose ring, her eyebrow pierced, and her left ear pierced.

♡Any definable features such as: Birthmarks, Scars, Freckles, Beauty Marks, Accent when they talk, Lisp, Natural slurring of words, Walk with a subtle limp, ect. She doesn't have anything yet but I'm planning on giving her some body scars as I plan her story!

♡Hobbies She's a gamer girl lmao! She has an N64, a classic gameboy, a Switch, and a PC she plays on. Also loves playing her guitar occasionally and listening to music, going on walks at sunset, and sometimes will get up to jog before the sun comes up.

♡Gang/Occupation {Mox, Max Tac, etc} Merc with the exception that no one gets killed.

♡Do they smoke? No.

♡Do they drink? Is so, what's their poison of choice? Yes, her favorite thing to drink is whiskey.

♡What do they usually wear on a normal day? The current outfit ive been loving her in is a burgundy tank top, black pants, black boots, black driving gloves, black and white studded bracelets, a necklace with a red pendant, and a black choker, sometimes a jacket, and sometimes yellow round sunglasses.

♡What do they wear when they "Get dressed up"? And what would be considered a "special occasion" to them {such as an "Oh they're gonna be there so I have to look my best." Or an "It's our anniversary".} I haven't dressed her up in anything fancy yet but she'd probably wear a dress. Nothing too eye catching since thats not really her style but something cute for sure!

♡What do they smell like? {For example: they smell like cinnamon flavored liquor, cigarettes, leather, and motor oil.} Cherry scented lotion, she's not really into perfumes or anything like that.

♡How do they walk? Do they sway their hips? Do they walk with a sense of determination? Do they bounce as they walk? Etc. I've always imagined her swaying her hips as she walks but I've also imagined her with a bit of a bounce if she's listening to her music.

♡Are they more of an early bird or a night owl? Kinda both? She loves waking up to go on jogs but sometimes she's just way too tired and will sleep in which leads her to staying up late. Then it's a struggle to get a proper sleep schedule again lmao. She does love staying up late though because she has no obligations at night and she can be cozy in her apartment and play video games!

♡If you had to use one word to define them, what word would you use? Chipper

♡What words or catchphrases do they say that's unique to that character? I based her off Vash the Stampede so her saying isn't really unique to her but she does say "Love and Peace" a lot, but usually as like a goodbye or something.

♡Favorite Season Summer.

♡Favorite type of weather {Thunderstorms, sunny, etc} She loves all types of weather! Thunderstorms and rain are soothing to her, sunny is nice because she likes to feel the warmth of the sun on her skin, foggy because it reminds her of her favorite spooky video games, haha!

♡Do they have someone they're with relationship-wise? If so, who? Ok, I know I said I based off Vash but I also ship her with him too!

♡Main Ship/Pairings Phoenix x Vash

♡Side Pairings N/A

♡Favorite/Self-indulgent Pairings N/A

♡How do they show affection to their loved one? She loves buying random gifts that remind her of her loved ones, unless getting random gifts makes them uncomfortable then she'll just call or text them to see how they're doing.

♡How do they sit in a chair? She sometimes likes to slouch back like reeaaalllly far to where it almost looks like she's trying to lay down lmao.

♡How do they sit in a chair {uncomfortable version} Gotta have her feet up in the chair, sometimes she's sitting with her legs crisscrossed. She also has a footrest by her computer if she's going to be sitting there for a while so she can stretch out without standing up.

♡What do they wear to bed? Sometimes just a t-shirt and panties, and sometimes a tank top and shorts.

♡How do they usually sleep? {Side sleeper, back, fetal position, backwards, nest sleeper, blanket mountain, etc} Side and back sleeper but she doesn't sleep on her back too often because for some reason it gives her nightmares.

♡How do they sleep in a place they don't know? {Can't due to anxiety, in small bursts of sleep that are short lived, holding themselves, etc} She's actually ok with sleeping in an unfamiliar place.

♡Do they have to have a form of "white noise" in order to sleep? {The sound of a fan, the sound of rain, the sound of a city, etc} When she's in her own apartment she has turns on the little fan by her bed. It doen't always have to be facing her but she does enjoy the sound. She'll also sometimes fall asleep listening to podcasts or music.

♡What's a place they go to feel comfortable, that's their "spot" they always go when they're upset? Her bed, lmao!

♡What do they do when they're nervous? {Fidget with jewelry, pick at nails, bite nails/lips, play with knife/zippo lighter, etc} If she has something small in her pocket she'll fidget with whatever it is or she'll roll her necklace pendant between her fingers.

♡What is their "tell" for lying? She's very good at lying but if someone really knows her they can tell she's lying about something when the corner of her eye or mouth twitches. It's very subtle because she's learned to control it more but telling lies in general makes her super nervous.

♡What is their favorite color? Burgundy, red, yellow, orange, and black.

♡Favorite flower/plant Hibiscus flower

♡Favorite sweet of choice Donuts

♡Do they have any pets? If so, tell me about them She doesn't have any pets officially but sometimes she does get visited by a little kitty cat!

♡What are their triggers {If they have any}? If so, what calms them down? Currently, she has no triggers.

♡If they could visit anywhere in the world, where would they go and why? Anywhere quiet and not a busy city lmao! She needs a break!

♡What is their favorite comfort meal? Spicy ramen noodles! Sometimes she'll just buy regular spicy ramen or she'll add her own hot sauce.

♡Do they have a food they hate? Mushroom, she hates the texture.

♡What is their favorite {non-alcoholic} drink? Cold coffee loaded with sugar!

♡What are their plans for the future {if they have any}? Make enough money to just live comfortably and hopefully move away from the city.

♡What's a song that "fits" them? Born To Be Wild by Steppenwolf

♡Give me 5 facts/random bits of information about them 1. Her dad taught her how to use a gun but she honed her skills herself as she grew up. 2. Her favorite ways to pass the time are reading comics and playing video games. 3. Her favorite places to chill are either in bed or at El Cojo Coyote. 4. She has a gun she wont hesitate to use but she refuses to kill anyone. 5. She absolutely cannot get through animal movies because she will cry.

♡Give me their backstory {can be long, or brief.} She's still new so I dont really have anything for her yet :((

♡Free Space! Give me any sort of extra information about them you'd like to share -Her voice claim is Moira Kelly who played Nala from The Lion King. -When she was a kid she loved making 'potions' in the bathroom sink but she'd get in trouble for it every time. -She'd also run up stairs like a dog when she was a kid and it embarrassed her parents when she did it out in public.

[ew-selfish-art]

Continued...

Dick looked at the two children in front of him, the child he had basically raised and an identical one who he knew nothing about. Tim and Jason had been cagey about their plans for a while, Damian was always cagey when it came to LoA trauma (as he had right to be), but this was...

"So if you're Damian and He's also Damian then... Who's Danny?" Dick asks and the room collectively groans, the new twin snickers a little bit after though.

"That's me. Introduced myself to my adoptive family and they misheard me. It worked out for the better tbh."

"You just said the acronym for 'to be honest'." Tim observes, a smile pulling at his lips.

"Uh, yeah? Gets the point across, what? Should I be super uptight and formal or something?" Danny rolls his eyes.

"It is unbefitting of our station to be-" Damian begins but stops himself, "-Do as you wish. It does not matter how you speak, simply how you wish to proceed."

"Proceed? I mean, I'm not going back with you assholes if that's what you're asking."

"You're better off not meeting Bruce-" Says Jason at the same time Tim says "Your dad is going to want to meet you." They glare at each other but Dick takes in a deep breath.

"Why is Bruce not here?" He asks of his siblings, all aside from Danny, looking in different directions and looking guilty.

"lmao." Danny deadpans and the phrase spoken as a word signifies all the difference to them who they're dealing with. This was just a kid who was raised in a cult and disposed by it, who dealt with his trauma by being as normal a teenager as possible.

"Father was sent to a second location should our data have been incorrect about... Danny's presense."

"So, he'll be here in what? An hour?" Dick estimates.

"More like 20 minutes." Jason huffs.

"Cool, well, I'll stick around to meet him, say my goodbyes or condolences or whatever, and then later days out of here." Danny explains with a chipper attitude.

"You're not the least bit interested in meeting the family? Getting to know us?"

"Nah, you fucks are all assassins as far as I know. Big guy over there took a dip in the green stuff, little guy is clearly me, shrimpy guy looks like he knows way more than he lets on plus is like some fruitloop level billionaire, and you? I dunno what your deal is but the ghost elephant following you is cool. Doesn't make sense how you all ended up as siblings though."

"Capitalism should be ranked by cereal status." Tim nods as his siblings look distraught at Danny.

Then the small family helicopter lands in the field behind them. There never is a shortage of fields in the midwest- and Bruce looks just as distraught as the siblings as he approaches.

"-Danny?" His voice sounds like it might even hold a single emotion.

"Huh, I do kind of look like you! Weird! Anyway, I was just explaining to the group that I'm really not interested in whatever it is y'all are offering. I'm just as surprised that other Damian exists as you are, and I don't see a point to uprooting my life just cause I have a doppleganger. I mean statistically we all have seven look alikes and I've already met three so-"

"Are there more children?" Bruce looks like he might have an aneurysm.

"Oh uh, no. I meant my clone, she goes by Ellie, this guy with my same name, and uh, a future timeline self."

"Evil future timeline self?" Tim asks.

"Uh-huh." Danny nods, and Tim nods along with him "Me too. No Cap."

"Danny, can we, can we just make sure you're safe here? Your clone is safe here?" Dick pleads on Bruce's behalf, knowing that his adoptive Father is probably falling apart at the fact that Danny has dealt with cloning and future timeline plots.

"Er. See that might be an issue. I'm like, super safe here. Super Duper. Just uh, like, half of the time. That's why Ellie is out of town right now."

"Why not let us take care of you then, pipsqueak? We can handle whatever or whoever is trying to fuck with you. You're clearly a meta based on your disappearing act earlier." Jason, as ever, is making threats. Danny's eyebrows raise up to his hairline.

"Oof. You've got a lot of vengeance in ya? Death does that to a guy but, you gotta work it out if you want to have a soul left by the time you finally actually kick it." Danny looks concerned.

"Look, it's cute that you guys want me around, it's nice that my own apparent twin is concerned about me. Really. But I have to be here in Amity Park to make sure that shit stays hidden about the afterlife, I know I keep saying shit I shouldn't. And I'm in a pretty unique position to keep this all from the LoA and Talia. Talia who was apparently my bio-mom and not just some super mean tutor lady."

"yeah dude, just lay on the trauma that'll get us to leave you alone." Tim snickers, but seeing Bruce's glare, stifles it.

"You said you aren't safe here. That your clone isn't safe here. The league has collapsed with the last coup and Talia is underground at the moment with only a few zealots by her side. We can, we can do more to guarantee your secrets and your safety from Gotham."

Danny, for as resistant as he's been, looks like he's weighing the information differently this time. He opens and closes his mouth, but ponders his words carefully. The next time he opens his mouth to speak, a gust of air comes out much like it would had the air been cold.

"Well fuck. I guess we're family, so you guys get to watch me deal with the reason I'm not leaving this town. We can negotiate for weekends and holidays some other time but-" He's cut off by a shockwave making the wheat stocks rustle in the field.

"WHELP! YOU CANNOT ESCAPE ME!" a deep robotic voice echos through the field.

"-I have to actually go do my job now." Danny sighs, and in a ray of light, has white hair and a hazmat suit on- And immediately is suckerpunching a robot?? A Hunter?? What??

The bats are speechless as they watch Damian's twin fight with wild abandon and insane powers.

...Weekends and Holidays huh? Bruce was going to get the paperwork drawn up immediately. It was something they could all agree on.

DCxDP AU: Danny and Damian are actually twins but were never raised together- Talia would divide her time between bases, spending time with them separately (but spending more time with Damian). Jason technically only met Danny in his time with the LoA.

It still a very tenuous truce that Jason has with his family when he finally joins them for breakfast after a late night of busting a drug ring. And sue him, he's never cared to look at the little one that closely when he's not pointing a knife in his direction. But then the little Bat Brat turned his face towards the ray of light streaming into the family room of the Manor and Jason caught a closer look to the… green color. Huh.

“Hey demon, when you died did you come back with those green eyes?” Jason calls out, and perhaps it’s a little antagonistic but something deeply unsettles the crime lord about this.

“Tt. I’ve always had green eyes Todd. Your observation skills remain dulled-“ Damian begins to berate him but Jason’s scowl deepens and he interrupts.

“No, they were definitely Bruce’s color blue when I met you with Talia- I punched your lights out because of it remember?” Jason supplies, looking perturbed and having a small child look equally perturbed back at him.

“You never met me in Nanda Parbat. And mother would have never allowed you to attack above your station and live.”

“Kid I literally have the scars from my punishment. My memory from that time after the pit might not be great or even good but I know, I know I punched your lights out.”

“No doubt you have been fooled by a clone then-“ Damian says but he looks upset.

“Talia called you Dami then, you’ve never let us call you that.” Jason supplies further, he was certain that Talia had introduced him as her son.

“I was never called such an informal name.” But Damian looks disturbed more than he looks like he wants to fight.

Eventually, after combing through their collective memory of Talia's where abouts and Damian's lack of interaction with Todd, it’s decided that they have to talk to Drake who was there the most recently. Neither wants to add the fact that he's also the most knowledgeable family member when it comes to the LoA now.

“Huh? Yeah, it looks like Talia kept ledgers dividing her time between two places- the journal reads like there is Dami as Damian but… maybe it’s Dami AND Damian…” Tim reviews the books he robbed them of with a fine tooth comb and suddenly this pattern of using the “nickname” and the “full name” start to show a “first child” and a “second child”.

Damian was clearly the favorite. The ‘Dami’ kid was sent away on a suicide mission pretty early in their lives, he would have left right after Todd did at the age of 8-ish. They all groaned at the cold trail following this assignment he failed to return from- it meant that they had to involve Bruce with a DNA search of the local areas the kid had been sent to across the globe. One of which, weirdly enough, was in Illinois.

…

“My name isn’t Daniel” Danny sighs at yet another event the Mansons brought him to with Vlad looking over his shoulder every five minutes.

Then the weird skinny kid who’s the big talk of the town approaches him with some guy built like a tank and says: “It’s Damian, isn’t it?”

Danny literally sinks through the floors, but in his attempts to run out the back door he’s stopped- By a guy that has Danny's own face and a very sharp looking knife pressed to Danny's throat.

In short- Danny introduced himself to the Fentons as “Dami” but they misheard him and called him Danny and fuck it, it’s close enough.

Now it turns out that their mother only planned on one surviving the artificial womb and gave them very different amounts of her time- so she just gave them the same name and reported it like she only had one child.

[dsnzfb]

Lavender In Bloom

It's been, like, forever since I've written anything, but I've been In The Mood recently and churned this out.

OC writing, they belong to both my friend and I, but they don't mind that I'm using him for this.

M/M allergies snzfic, mutual pining and other idiocies, aka, I'm shaking them both and pushing them together for being stupid.

WARNING THIS IS A SNEEZE FIC!!! DO NOT INTERACT IF UR NOT THIS WAY INCLINED!!!

Also Rose is a snzfucker. Cactus is allergic. Yes they're both named after plants.

Words: bout 8k or so, apparently (edit: I read the character count as a word count lmao it is NOT that long)

It was 7:58 in the morning, a perfectly fine time to be awake, according to Rose, the florist who was just about to open up for the day. He brushed off jokes about such a 'girly' name, or how fitting it was for owning a flower shop with a smile and a laugh. He'd heard them hundreds of times by now, but he didn't mind. Not really.

Just like he didn't mind the half asleep grumbles from his favourite barista when he picked up a coffee before work. Poor thing clearly wasn't a morning person, yet he was regularly there, making the commute to work more bearable for countless people. The man had gotten used to Rose's presence, able to predict when he'd arrive, and gently chide him when he was a few minutes late. Today was not one of those days, thank goodness, the Brit thought, with a smile on his face and a coffee in his hand.

The reason for his particularly chipper demeanour today was down to the new stock he'd gotten in. He was always happy when his shop was fully restocked, it smelled amazing and looked just as good. To go with it were some hand embroidered handkerchiefs, they always went well with wedding bouquets, or even to just have around. They were all sat in nice piles beside the flowers they represented, like the lavender he'd just replenished, or the daffodils which were just coming into season.

Rose wondered if life would ever get better than this.

He opened the shop.

The day was going relatively well by the time that a familiar face entered the store at around noon, looking around like a lost animal. The barista from the coffee shop, what was his name? Rose had heard the others call him 'Cac', so he assumed that was it for now. For as many times as he'd been served by him, he never got his name. Never looked at the badge, really. He was too busy looking at his face, cute and chubby with jagged vitiligo marks down his cheeks, pink eyes framed with half-moon glasses, all topped off with platinum blond, slicked back hair.

Rose briefly wondered what it would look like without the gel, heart skipping a beat.

"Hello, welcome!" He called out his usual greeting, observing the man. Now he was actually inside, he looked almost... Distracted. His pretty pink eyes widened as he spotted... Something? And panic seemed to set in. The barista's chest started to heave, his eyes fluttering.

Was he okay? Did he need a doctor? Oh, please don't throw up in a plant pot...

He seemed to hurriedly grab something from the table he was stood by, unable to really see what he was doing as his eyes refused to stay open any longer. Wait, was that a handkerchief? Was he going to-

"Hh-hha-HHAAEETSHOOoh!! HhraASSHHHIEW-! AAHhtT-TTt-!!" His breath shuddered, "-TtsHHHOOOOo!!!"

Oh.

Rose was quiet for a moment, his heart fluttering. The cute barista came in and just had a sneezing fit?? Was he dreaming? Did he take a midday nap by accident?

"B-Bless you, Sir...!" Rose forced out, trying to keep his own breathing even as he secured the beautiful memory away in his mind for later consideration.

The barista - Cac - seemed to not hear Rose's blessing, sniffling against the handkerchief and rubbing his teary eyes. Slowly realising what just transpired, he stepped away from the table, and realised what he was holding.

"...Nngh- oh, geez..." He grumbled, "Shit..."

"...Sir?" Rose tried again, smiling in sympathy when his new customer jolted in surprise.

"Uh- s-sorry, uh- I'll pay for it..." Another sniffle, "I didn't... I'm... S-sorry- hhmmppSSH!!"

"Bless you. Are you quite all right?"

Rose was in heaven. Of course this man was all right. He was perfect.

"Y-Yeah, I'm o-okay... Just, uh... Allergic." Cac rubbed his eyes again and looked over at the table he was stood by. The lavender.

Oh, good lord.

Hot barista - hot allergic barista - was now stood in front of Rose, looking around at the flowers by him. Which handkerchief had he-

Of course it was the lavender one. Oh, how life tortured him. He wondered if the barista knew that it likely had pollen on it from being placed right next to it and the lavender itself being jostled from the customers so far.

"Can-" Rose cleared his throat, trying not to sound absolutely destroyed by the sight in front of him, "Can I help you, Sir?"

The barista felt too guilty to blow his nose yet, sniffling and hiding behind the handkerchief. "Y-Yeah, uh... I..."

Was he feeling nervous?

"I need to pay for this... Sorry for takin' it."

Who said he could be so cute?

"I planned on doing this kinda differently..." Another sniffle, "But.. I...."

"Bless you." Rose offered in advance.

"NngGGSHH! HhaaAAEETSHHH!! NNgghHGT- NNGXXXT-!!" He sneezed against the handkerchief over and over, trying to stifle them into submission. Oh, he'd messed up. Again.

Cactus had been trying to say something to the regular customer for weeks now, but whenever he appeared, Cac was either half asleep, or busy, or just too nervous to speak up. It was no coincidence that he ended up serving Rose every time he was in, thanks to his matchmaker-like coworkers. Thanks, guys.

"Don't worry about it." Rose was... Smiling? "Keep it, don't worry about paying."

How was he so sweet? Unfair.

Cactus cleared his own throat, "I insist. A-and, uh... I.... A-also insist... That... I give you my n-n-number...." The last part was mumbled, barely audible behind the embroidered handkerchief.

He would never let his coworkers give him pick up advice ever again.

Rose stared at him, frozen in place.

"Sir...?"

Oh, shit. Wait.

"Cactus. M-my name."

"....Cactus."

Rose was screaming internally. The hot barista, Cac- no, Cactus, was here, somewhere he was CLEARLY very very allergic to... to give Rose his number?!

What?!

Face as red as his hair, Rose scribbled on a business card and handed it to the man in front of him.

"M-my personal number. Um- my name is on there, and you know it already from, um, my orders, but it's Rose."

Cactus was quiet. He had obtained Rose's number instead of giving his own to him. So he had to be the one to contact him. Oh god.

"Why..." Rose started, gaining Cactus's attention, "Haven't you asked me before? I mean, at your work."

He motioned to the flowers all around, "I didn't know that you were allergic, but you knew, and you came here anyw-"

"Hha-AaeeSSHHUHH!! AaASHHUUH!!"

"...Yeah."

Cactus blew his nose in the handkerchief to try and remove the pollen currently attacking his nose, "Lots of reasons. Mostly teasing from my colleagues, the bastards..."

Rose giggled nervously with a nod, "I've always wondered if you swung that way, you know."

"M-Me too!" Cactus burst out, the handkerchief still clamped over his nose as he tried to rub away the persistent tickle.

Rose raised an eyebrow. "Really? You didn't know? It seems I have to rethink my flirting strategies... Do I really look like I could be straight...?"

A stuffy sigh came from the other man, "Well, I mean, I didn't wanna assume. What if you were just bein' friendly so I don't spit in your coffee?"

Rose snorted. Oh, this man was like a dream. A cute little dense dream.

"I await your call. Or text. Though I'll warn you, I'm terrible with technology. Now, um- if that's everything, you should probably..."

"H-hhah-"

Rose tensed up as he watched Cactus gear up for another fit.

"...Hha-aah- hhaaiih- hhAAIISHH!! HHATSHHOO! AAESHHOOH!! Ohgod- GGSSHHHUU! A-A-aa-... A-ah... AahHKSSHOoh!!"

"....Bless you. You should get away from all this pollen."

"It's mbostly the lavedder I'b allergic to..." Cactus snuffled against the cloth, eyes streaming itchy tears.

Holding back a laugh, Rose responded, "Then you'll be devastated to hear that those handkerchiefs are probably covered in its pollen. Keep it, but you should wash it soon or you'll... You'll just keep sneezing."

"...Right. That..." The shorter man blew his nose again, "That makes sense. If you're really sure I can have this, then- uh- I'll be in touch. Sorry for bein' such a mess, what a terrible first impression."

Ignoring the fact that he'd been served many times before now, Rose waved him away with a smile.

"Feel better, Cactus."

[always-andromeda]

Hurricane (Johnnie's Theme) for brian wilcox <3

Author's Note | this is the first thing I've ever written for Brian? and he's so...woof. Oh my god. I'm falling in love with him, I think. Also, lmao, pretend you are a naive, boot licking new hire, pretty pls. 🥺 it's for the immersion. also. i got three requests for Brian. so I made them into like a mini trilogy. this is part one of that trilogy. next part will be out in an hour!!

Training a new hire is always a fucking nightmare. Especially since you like to be extra independent, arguing that you don't need much instruction. Which is probably why they hired you, now that he thinks about it. It feels like welcoming a pig into the slaughterhouse.

Brian watches you diligently clean tables and imagines all of the cute little buzzwords you probably put on your application. Self sufficient. Independent. Hard worker. All things that made some corporate asshole sharpen their knife before deciding they'd sink their teeth into your innocent flesh.

He chuckles bitterly to himself. Welcome to Mickey's. Hope you like getting barely paid minimum wage, cold French fries, and shitty customers that will hold you personally responsible when the promotional item they're asking for is no longer available!

You're so unbearably bubbly. God, he can't stand your squeaky customer service voice every time you serve someone. And he can't stand how you seem to actually care about this hell hole. Sorry, princess. Working overtime isn't getting you extra brownie points here.

You try so fucking hard. Harder than he ever has in the year he's been working there. It's almost enough to make him pity you.

So he makes sure that when you ask for fries they're extra hot and when you ask for an iced coffee to get through the morning it's extra cold. He may not understand your work ethic in the slightest. But, hey, coworkers stick together...right?

You clock in early every morning and always offer to close. And Brian really shouldn't let you close. Leaving a new hire alone to close; a female hire, at that? Bad idea. But you insist. And what kind of idiot would he be to turn that down?

The first night he lets you close on your own, he drives straight home and falls dead asleep on the living room couch. But the nightmare he has is unnerving.

You lock up the store for the night. Some creep is waiting outside. And he doesn't like to think about what happened next. He remembers seeing some girl get killed like that a few years back. The guilt of there being even a chance of that happening to you is overwhelming.

So when he clocks in the next morning and sees your smiling face as chipper as ever? The balmy feeling of relief eases the tension he's kept in his shoulders and jaw from the moment that nightmare startled him awake.

He almost tells you no when you offer to close again that night. But he can already picture your enthusiastic grin dissolving into a pout. Begging him, "Please, please, please, Bri? I did everything right last night!"

How is he supposed to explain to you that he absolutely can't let you close up again or else he'd pretty goddamn sure that the nightmare he'll have tonight will probably be worse. The more he thinks about it, the more he's sure you'll probably think he's a fucking weirdo. That makes him keep his mouth shut.

This time, he doesn't leave. He sits in his car and waits for you to close up. He might as well be helping you. It would make the job go by faster. Instead, he watches you carry out your little tasks. He almost expects you to be performing too.

But your shoulders slump as you leisurely mop up the floors. He watches you move back and forth-- almost solemnly--until you disappear into the back.

A solid ten minutes goes by before Brian sighs and gets back out of his car to check on you.

And there he finds you. Out by the dumpsters in the back of the building. Back slumped against the brick wall and face buried in your hands, Brian doesn't think he's ever, ever, ever seen you so much as frown at him before.

"Hey..."

You almost jump at the sound of his low voice and quickly swipe away your tears. There's no use pretending that you weren't crying your eyes out next to the dirty, dank dumpsters. You know that your under eyes are probably puffy and you can already feel snot running down your throat.

So you sound congested when you ask, "Oh, hey. I thought you left already?"

Brian skips the question. "What are you doing out here?"

You scoff, "Well, what are you doing out here?"

"I came to check on you. You were taking too long."

Your brow raises slightly. Was he watching you?

Brian notices your concern and raises his hands defensively. "Technically, I'm not even supposed to let you close up alone. If Tony knew I left you by yourself, he'd be doing a lot more than writing me up."

"Please don't take away closing time from me." your gaze fills with bereavement. "It's the only time I get to be by myself. I just...I need it."

Alone time? You want to risk getting kidnapped or attacked for some alone time? It's almost...sweet.

"Why?"

You lean your head back on the brick and stare up at the blinding light that illuminates the back door. "I haven't exactly had much to do this summer."

"Me neither."

"So...I'm saving up for college. My parents can't afford to send me and I don't want to be in a shit ton of debt. So my hope is that if I prove myself to Tony maybe he'll--"

"Give you a raise? A promotion to corporate? Some office in New York where you can manage the rest of Mickey's worker ants?" Brian laughs. "Yeah, tough luck, kid. You're in the rat race with the rest of us."

"Wow, way to be encouraging." you smile sarcastically.

Brian likes the attitude. It tells him that you have a personality outside of the little worker bee you normally are. "I'm just being realistic. Because none of those corporate fucks give a shit that you clean more toilets than the rest of us and get the best ratings on the customer service survey. Hell, they'll probably make you employee of the fuckin' month. But don't expect any better than that. To them...we can all be replaced."

"Oh, so nothing matters and I should just give up? Does that sound better to you?" 

"No, that's not what I meant." Brian rubs his temple and settles down beside you on the concrete. Your thigh touches his and his knee knocks gently against yours.

He swallows heavily before he says, "You do what I do. You do the bare fucking minimum, you take that shitty paycheck, and you get the fuck out of there. You don't owe them your life."

That...makes sense. You nod slowly. Wait a few seconds and ask coyly, "Then what else am I supposed to do with it, huh?"

Brian looks at you then. Even without the obnoxiously yellow visor on, his gaze is shadowed by his dark hair. And even though he reeks of stale grease and ketchup...he's by far your cutest coworker.

And with a wolfish, shit-eating grin, he answers, "Waste it away with me, of course."

[summonerscenarios]

Just because I think it'd be funny, how do you think Gabriel, Bathym, and Hakumen (while hanging with Mc)would react to someone asking for an autograth, and assume they're asking for their autograth, only for the person to pull away with a look of absoluts confusion, and clarify that they want Mc's autograph

Hoooo boy this one is going to be a doozy lmao. I can feel the second hand embarrassment of this situation the whole time I wrote this~

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Gabriel

Spending time with Gabriel in public often means that the two of you get accosted by fans all the time. She’s a well known face in Tokyo as both a lovable idol and overall pop-angel sensation, so running into people begging for autographs, pictures or otherwise is par from the course when it comes to being her friend. Which is exactly why, when the two of you spend a day out shopping together, you’re fully expecting someone to recognize the angel at any moment and swoop in vying for Gabriel’s attention in one way or another. 

The two of you had ducked into a clothing store to take a look through some of the items that had caught your eye as you’d walked past, and you were busying yourself viewing the displays as you listened to Gabriel excitedly chatter away when you felt a hand tap your shoulder. Turning to your left, you come face to face with someone you’ve never seen before - they’re bouncing on the balls of their feet and they flash you such an excitable smile that you’d think they’d just won the lottery if they weren’t looking directly at you. Gabriel notices them as well, as she peeks over your shoulder upon noticing you’ve gone quiet and smiles when she sees them talking to you. This person’s all too eager to pull out a small book and a pen, practically brimming with energy as they ask for an autograph - at that you make a noise of realization, immediately assuming that this must be one of Gabriel’s fans, so you excuse yourself and step out of the way so as to not get in the way of their request. Gabriel must have the same idea, as she steps forward to take over and asks about the autograph - she’s used to signing them all the time so she settles into the welcoming professional with ease and you expect it to go off without a hitch.

 But then the fan proceeds to look right past Gabriel and over to you, holding up the book and pen and once the confusion wears off you’re taken aback when you realize that they’re actually asking you. It’s easy to see the shock on Gabriel’s face when they dart past her and over to you, and when you shoot her a nervous look, a lot less used to this than she it, you catch her expression startled expression and she lets a pout cross over her face for but a few moments. Even caught off guard, you still take the time to give them your autograph, listening to the fan excitedly ramble about how much they look up to you and how amazing you are as you do so. It’s enough to fluster you a little at being confronted with a barrage of praise from someone who views you so highly, but you’re still incredibly confused on why they would come to you - you’re so used to fans swarming Gabriel, so having a fan of your own and having the tables turned is a weird thought to wrap your head around. The interaction is brief, and you wish them well as they scamper off, brimming with joy and clutching their newly signed book close to their chest as they practically skip away,

You’re still trying to wrap your head over what just happened when you notice Gabriel watching the fan walk away she’s got a perplexed look on her face, brows furrowed in an expression unusually serious for the usually chipper idol. She’s not used to being passed over, especially when it comes to all things fan-based, so you can tell she’s still somewhat baffled, but when you call out her name she brightens up and spins back around to face you, smile on her face as she approaches you and links arms with you. She settles close up against your side, close enough that you’re pretty sure Hati would keel over on the spot if he saw you two, and she comments on how that was fun. You don’t think she’s jealous, but you can tell that the situation made her a bit embarrassed, so when she pulls you along to continue shopping and forget the whole thing you humor her and follow along letting her lead you.

Bathym

Bathym’s got quite the reputation both inside and outside of the Berserker’s guild, and he does his best to cultivate his growing fanbase, thriving off of the the people who adore him and vy for his attention and making no show of hiding that fact. Most of his fans swarm him after tournaments or just outside of the Colosseum, though most of them are usually handled by Andvari since he’s in charge of Bathym’s branding and merchandise. You’ve seen the occasional fan manage to find him and beg for pictures of autographs, so when you spot one hanging around while the two of you are out you don’t really bat an eye at the fact.

The two of you spot the fan approaching, they’ve been skirting around for a little while, clearly nervous about coming over but they seem to have plucked up the courage to come forward. Bathym flashes you a knowing grin and stands up, smoothing out his tail and perfecting his pose before he swaggers over to greet them, and you can already hear the sweet talk he’s gonna butter them up with before it even leaves his mouth as you watch it all unfold. You expect them to stop since he’s approaching them instead, but then they nervously duck right past him and continue walking straight towards you, and you immediately straighten up. Bathym looks flabbergasted when he turns back to you, the first time you’ve seen him genuinely astonished in a while, and you’re sure you look just as surprised when this fan shuffles nervously up to you and hesitantly asks if it’s okay to get an autograph from you, face red as they wait your response. The moment you hear they’re your fan, you just about fall out of your seat, scrambling to balance yourself if you ask if they’re serious.

When they say they are, and offer you a pen to sign you try to mask your surprise and give them a smile, asking them to take a seat next to you while you signed - it was mostly because having someone hovering over you expectantly felt a bit weird, but they seem to calm down having somewhere to sit, apparently relieved that you’re so welcoming as soon enough they’re talking all about how much they admire what you do, and how cool you are while you write out a small message for them. Soon enough you’ve got everything signed and handed back to them, watching their eyes light up as they spring from their seat and thank you profusely, nervousness turned to happiness by the time you’ve got them sent on their way.

 Not even a moment after they’ve left Bathym hums as he approaches, shaking his head as he slides into the now vacant seat beside you and slings an arm across your shoulder. He pouts and comments how it makes sense that such a cute master is going to have fans, soon enough you’ll have a whole fanclub if you really wanted! Then, Bathym flashes you a grin as he adds that it looks like he’s gonna have to keep an eye out for competition from now on, after all, he can’t just let anybody come in and sweep you out from under him~! When you try to wave off his concerns and playfully swat him away he makes a show of feigning hurt though he insists that it’s true~! You just don’t realize it yet. It’s hard to tell if he’s telling the truth, or even how he feels about the whole thing, but that look on his face when that fan first approached you makes you feel as though Bathym was maybe a little envious - then again, it’s hard to tell when it comes to the usually eccentric demon.

Hakumen

Roppongi’s full of people of power, so it makes sense that its hierarchy is governed by such - whether it’s status, wealth or both, the more you have of it, the better. And with Hakumen being at the metaphorical top of the pecking order with the other major Tycoons, catching the eyes of the masses and bringing in the attention of all lucky enough to be in her presence is all par for the course. And by default, that means you often around when these interactions occur, so you’ve seen your fair share of people swarming the fox looking to get into her good books or at least earn some of her favor - it;s both entertaining and a little embarrassing to watch, but Hakumen handles them all well enough, and if she’s not interested in interacting them there’s always plenty of security to usher those ‘fans’ away soon enough.

You’d been invited to the casino, having been seemingly dragged along to view some new addition to the already impressively intimidating building to see how well it will fit, and you’d spent the majority of that time flitting about the pace. You’d exchanged words and shook hands with more unfamiliar faces than you’d like to be around, and you were relieved when Hakumen had shown up in a flurry of pride and energy, turning every eye in her direction. Almost every eye, anyway. You feel better no longer being on your own around unfamiliar faces, and you could see that your attachment to her at the moment clearly stroked her ego as she seemed keen to lead you around, mingling amongst guild members and discussing plans regarding the casino’s build. Most of it went over your head, so you eventually trailed behind to chat with Xolotl who kept watch as his mistress moved around, exchanging pleasantries right up until you caught someone moving out of the corner of your eye.

It was someone you’d never seen before, a guest maybe, and they were approaching Hakumen who stood in front of you so quickly that you were pretty sure that they were going right for her, excitedly yelling something about an autograph as they approached. As the fan got closer, Xolotl made a move to slow them down, but Hakumen, likely wanting to show off, waved him off with a hand and spun around, fully preparing for a slew of praises and things to sign. You’d stepped back a bit to let this all unfold, turning your attention to elsewhere in the casino while you waited for her to finish up, but upon hearing a surprised yelp from Hakumen’s bodyguard your attention abruptly snaps back to the current moment, just in time to nearly get knocked right off of your feet by that very same fan. Amongst their babbling as they cling to your arm you make out ‘autograph’, ‘please’ and ‘biggest fan’ and the pieces gradually begin clicking into place as you look up from the fan to see Hakumen, still frozen in the place she’d been before.

The expression on Hakumen’s face is priceless, you don’t think you’ve seen her quite so frazzled, jealousy practically bubbling under the surface of a facade you can clearly see through. Honestly seeing her like this is kind of amusing, though you don’t know whether it’s because you’ve got someone about five seconds away from jumping into your arms or because she isn’t the center of the fan’s attention. Xolotl looks worriedly between his mistress and you, and the two of you share a look that spells that this fan just hit a nerve without realizing it, so before anything else happens you calm the person down and pat yourself down looking for a pen. You’re fortunate enough to find one in your pocket, and make quick work of signing the autograph and letting them go, returning back to Hakumen’s side with a comment about how you don’t know how she deals with doing that every day. You’re playing into her pride hoping to change the subject, and it does the trick, however the moment you’re back by her side she’s got both hands on your shoulders for the remainder of the guests’ visit, shooting looks at the fan whenever the three of you cross paths and she thinks you aren’t looking.

[martin-ftw]

New Hollow Knight Story!

My first long story and first written piece about Hollow Knight!

This one is inspired from an ask from @arty-cakes and all their art in general,

as well as many others in the community, including @scribbleshanks , @fly-sky-high-hollow-knight , @payasita​ , @soft-quirrel , @chipper-smol, @mipexch and many many many other fantastic artists that would simply take too long to list out. Just wanted to thank these amazing people before I start. ^^

PS: Unsure what title to give, I'm just gonna use a cliché one until someone gives me a better one lmao

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The adventure

"Bury the knight with her broken nail, bury the... pri.. priest?"

"In his tattered gown, Myla"

"Oh, right, right, thanks Clothy"

Chapter 1: Myla and Cloth

The two of them walk out of the mines to the orange, blindingly bright crossroads. Myla sits on top of Cloth, drowsily holding a pickaxe while Cloth is in a combat-ready position, holding out her weapon and traversing through the crossroads.

"This place gives me the creeps, the mines are much more peaceful, I hate orange" said Myla, in a resentful tone.

"Its dangerous around here, we should get up as fast as we can" said Cloth in reassurance.

"I'd throw my pickaxe at them if it wasn't for the blunted head from all the mining" replied Myla, joyfully.

With chuckles and giggles, they ascend the platforms and up the well to Dirtmouth

"Oho, what brings you two up here?" Elderbug, surprised

"Nothing much, we came to see Hornet! Myla's a little sick so we was wanted to check her out and make sure she's fine" replied Cloth as Myla climbs down her club carefully.

"Ah I see, I'm sure she'll be fine! Hornet's in sly's shop, they're probably training with the knight, would like to sit for a while?"

"Hmm sure we ca-"

As Cloth accepted the offer, a loud "-SHAW!" is heard from Sly's basement

Myla, intrigued, "But I wanna see what they're doing! Can we go watch?"

"If you say so, Myla, --Elderbug you wanna come with?" said Cloth, bringing Myla up her head.

"I'm fine, combat's not my cup of tea. You two have fun down there!"

And like that, they wave their goodbyes and part their ways, with the Cloth duo going into Sly's shop.

Chapter 2: The action

Myla and Cloth cheerily descend to the basement, loud metal clangs can be heard even outside the shop

"You're agitated today arent you, little ghost" said Hornet, panting in a parry pose.

The knight shrugged and signed the words "I guess", learning the lesson of not attacking during enemy parries.

As the knight charges up their nail art, Hornet breaks out of parry and uses a spike attack, suspending string-spike balls in the arena. The knight releases a powerful cyclone slash, the one they just learned from Mato, slashing the spiky balls into the corner of the room

Myla let out a "Woah" as the knight approaches Hornet, preparing a dash slash.

*Clang*

The nail hitting was so loud it could be heard from deepnest. Startled by the sound, Cloth hugged Myla closely and they closed their eyes from reflex.

Opening their eyes, Sly is seen in between the knight and hornet, with his nail stopping knight's nail from hitting Hornet. How did he get there so fast?

"Good job knight, nice timing on the art." commented Sly, satisfied.

"Hey that's no fair, you already beat me twice!" exclaimed Hornet, exhausted.

The knight lower their nail, and notice the Myla duo standing next to the ladder.

"Hi", waved the knight, the easiest sign language they know that even Myla would understand.

Hornet sits down and turns her head over, while Sly walks toward the Clyla duo.

"That was awesome!" said Cloth, thrilled.

The ghost smiled, signing "Thanks" to the duo as Myla jumps up and down excitedly.

Regaining her strength in mere seconds, Hornet stands up and swings over, "It'd be better if I won, ghost is way too strong. -What are you two doing here?"

"Ah, right, Myla is a little sick, she's experiencing some memory lost and drowsiness" Cloth says, as Myla eagerly touches the knight's upgraded Coiled nail, intrigued as always.

"I think the infection is creeping into the mines, we should give her some treatment" said Hornet, concerned.

With that, Sly clears off the floor of dust and spikes and the 5 of them ascend the ladder.

Chapter 3:

Chapter 3.1: Lifeblood

The 5 of them come out of the shop to meet Elderbug, the cool dude.

"Oho we got quite the party here, you guys heading down?" said Elderbug joyfully, holding a flower in his hands.

"Yeah, we're gonna give the Mantis bros a visit, Myla needs some lifeblood, she's a little sick." replied Hornet, causally.

"Oh I hope you're well little guy," Elderbug said to Myla, patting Myla's head as she delicately touches the petals of the flower, "Safe journey down there you guys, the crossroads give a stink."

"Thanks Elderbug, we'll be careful. Sly would you like to come with us?"

"Uhh, sure thing! It's been a while since I've visited my buddies", said Sly.

With that, they descend the well into the crossroads.

Chapter 3.2: Mantis village

"Myla, are you okay? Is it the mushrooms or the acid?" Cloth said while the knight looks up in concern.

"No no, I'm fine, just a little sleepy" Myla yawned, adjusting her sit.

"Take a nap then little guy, we'll be there in no time" said Cloth and Hornet, almost in unison

They chuckled, entering the mantis village.

A mantis warrior bows upon seeing the knight, welcoming their entry, the knight politely bows back.

They travel through the village and gets to the bottom of the village, where they meet the Mantis lords. They stand up and bow while the 5 travellers bow back.

"It's been a while, what brings you lots here?", said the tallest mantis.

"If we could, we are here to take some Lifeblood, Myla is a little ill" said Hornet while the knight looks at the sleeping Myla on top of Cloth.

Due to the lack of care, most lifeblood cocoons in Hallownest have died down, remaining only 2 active and reproducing cocoons: The one in Mantis village surviving due to the care from the Mantis tribe; and a man-made cocoon Joni's repose, an artificial breeding center made by the knight with the power of both Joni's blessing and lifeblood core.

"Ah why of course, we wish the little one well!"

As the knight carried Myla and climbed up the wall to the lifeblood cocoon, Hornet proceeded to chat with the Mantis lords.

"How's the deepnest going? Still giving you guys trouble?"

"Ah though there are occasional intruders, they seem to have calmed down after..." She paused, "after your mother ascended" continued the other Mantis lord

"Its okay, I'm over it, the knight gotta do their mission afterall." sighed Hornet.

"Is the little one getting infected? Is she okay?" said the tallest Mantis, shifting the center of attention to alleviate the atmosphere

"Oh, yes, the infection from crossroads are creeping into the mines and Myla is mildly affected. I'm sure she'll be fine with us around" said Cloth, optimistically.

"The crossroads are infected? Since when?" exclaimed one of the lords.

The knight, standing on the ledge of the Lifeblood cocoon, turned down and signed "Dreamers"

"I see, though with the temple being in the center, it's no wonder the place gets flooded. Please wish Elderbug well for us when you return to Dirtmouth."

"Will do!" said Cloth and the knight nodded in agreement.

Time passes while the party chats with the Mantis Lords, especially Sly as he's a newcomer to the village.

"You guys doing good up there?" said Cloth, "Need our help?"

The knight gives them a thumbs-up as they carefully cutopen the Lifeblood seed with their nail, feeding the Lifeblood to Myla.

"She looks sleepy," commented by one of the Mantis, "Does she need a place to sleep? We have a bench in our village protected by one of our senior warriors."

As she says this, the knight waves their tiny hands, holding Myla's pickaxe on one hand and pointing to the blunt unsharpened edges on her pickaxe with the other.

"How observant, little ghost, you want to find the Nailsmith?" Replied Hornet.

Decide the future of the story

Route 4a: All 5 members to Nailsmith

Route 4b: Myla+Cloth rest at Mantis village, Sly+Hornet+Knight to Nailsmith

Route 4c: Myla+Knight rest at Mantis village, Sly+Hornet+Cloth to Nailsmith

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I have ideas for all 3 scenarios so just choose to your heart :D

Thanks again to the amazing hollow knight community producing many beautiful art and intriguing fanfic/AUs, curious to see which route wins :D

Edit 1: Spelling mistakes + pronouns

[dudeandduchess]

I've read every work you've done and I'm completely in love with your writing style, you portray every character the way they really are and I appreciate that so much! If it isn't too much can I request a scenario with Kyōjurō, it was his and his s/o's honeymoon and they're not sure how to start so Kyōjurō takes the lead? You can decide if it would be nsfw or not! Thank you so much in advance 💗💗

Hey hey, bby!!!! Awww. Thank you so much! That’s very sweet of you to say! And for sure, it’s no problem at all. I hope you like it tho. UwU

Also, y’all be thirsty as hell. Lmao. Out of the 30 reqs that came in, only this one and an angsty one gave me the choice between SFW and NSFW content. Everything else was NSFW. Ahaha.

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Kyōjurō x F!S/O: Honeymoon Jitters (SFW Scenario):

There was no reason for her to feel panicked and lost, but (Y/n)’s nerves still felt as if they had been shot to hell. She had just gotten married to Kyōjurō; there was nothing new about their connection or, at the very least, she didn’t think there should be a new kind of dynamic between them.

Her love for him surely hadn’t changed, and she was more sure than ever of it at that moment; yet there was still a voice in her head that constantly questioned if whatever she was doing was the “wifely” thing to do after marriage.

She wasn’t one to constantly second guess herself, but that nagging feeling of unsureness kept hemming and hawing at her conscious— especially after she and Kyōjurō left for their honeymoon.

Inevitably, (Y/n) felt like she had been thrown back to the very beginning stages of hers and her husband’s relationship; all the way to the awkward and longing glances, the hesitant touches, as well as the flustered expression that would always take over her face whenever he so much as smiled at her.

It wasn’t a horrible feeling, but it was something unfamiliar— as she hadn’t experienced something like that in five years.

She was acting like a shy little teenager, and they both knew it. Much to (Y/n)’s dismay.

Because Kyōjurō used every opportunity he could to tease her about it; if only to see her cheeks go red, and also witness the very moment when her brain went blank— where she was then forced to flounder around like a fish, before righting herself.

“Good morning, my love,” Kyōjurō greeted enthusiastically, as he entered their room with a cup of tea in hand.

For someone who hadn’t had the opportunity to consummate his marriage the night before, he sure was acting chipper.

By all means, they had done the deed before, but last night was their first night together as husband and wife— and it was safe to say that (Y/n) got nervous and croaked.

She felt so unsure of herself and how to reciprocate Kyōjurō’s affections that she had asked for them to just sleep and cuddle up with each other.

Slowly, the Flame Hashira knelt down beside his wife’s barely awake form, and set the tea cup a few ways away from her face.

“I brought you some tea to calm your nerves,” He uttered softly, just as he ran a hand through her hair. Eventually, he rested his palm against her cheek— which made the young woman nuzzle affectionately against it.

They were silent for a while, with the two of them just basking in the comfortable silence, until, “I’m sorry for cowering out last night. I just... it was...”

“Overwhelming. I know, my love. Even I’m overwhelmed because even we never expected that we’d get to this point, right?” His words were so gentle and comforting that it brought tears to (Y/n)’s eyes.

She then found herself sitting upright, with Kyōjurō’s hand still cupping her left cheek. Her hands— which laid idly against the comforter— wrapped around his right wrist, before dragging his touch down along to where her heart was.

It was beating so frantically beneath his fingertips, that the Hashira couldn’t help but smile; because after all the years that they were together, he could still make her heart race like that.

He still had it, if he could say so himself.

“We don’t have to rush...”

“I know... but...” A crimson blush colored (Y/n)’s cheeks, and she averted her eyes briefly from his own, before eventually gravitating back towards his gaze. “I want you; as I always have.”

The answering grin on Kyōjurō’s face was so radiant that it could rival that of the sun’s.

“Then come here. Let me remind you how much I love you.” With that, he pulled her up to straddle his lap, before pressing his lips to hers in the faintest of kisses. “And how much I’ll always love you.”