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atoriv-art · 2 months ago

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Heeyyy so sorry if this has been asked before buuuttttt.. What are ur thoughts on the sand siblings?

this made me realize i didnt include their rs in the chart i posted REST ASSURED I LOVE THEM. anyway hehehe :3

a lot of my takes on them are headcanon-based (like even more than the hyugas id say) But i assume thats what people r here for anyway. Sooooo

i really like the suna siblings bc their relationship pre-chunin exams is very, like… dysfunctional, but at the same time stable? temari and kankuro are obviously afraid of their brother, and gaara is deeply unhappy around them, but they've all clearly found a "safe" position to exist in yk?

my read on those positions is that temari actually feels more conflicted about gaara than you would think — she's the oldest and therefore the one most aware of how 'wrong' their family is — but she puts her and kankuro's safety first, therefore she resorts to appeasing gaara and generally staying out of his way. kankuro is more of a show-off and while he is afraid of gaara, it's in a more grounded way, if that makes sense? he taunts him like one might taunt an angry dog, he's afraid of him because of what he can do, vs temari who dreads being around him because she's aware of what gaara carries on his shoulders and Represents

i actually 👉👈 have a suna family-centered fic i've been slowly working on 👉👈 that ive been too shy to mention on main LMAO but since we are on topic here u go [link]. it's yashamaru-focused (my WIFE) but it brushes upon the entire family :3 it'll be slow to update since i've been busy with things but if u don't mind that. i mention it here since i use the extrapolations im mentioning here to write it….

aaaanyway. the kids' relationship with rasa isn't very defined (esp for kankuro and temari) but i interpret their situation as the classic… yk, father lost his soul after the mother died sort of thing. it's a bit cliche but it makes sense LOL while the only kid we know for sure rasa was cruel towards is gaara i don't find it a stretch to expand it towards the other two, even if it wasn't as extreme.

so, with that in mind: my personal interpretation is that temari — in addition to getting the usual heir responsibilities — got put into a caretaker role for kankuro, pushing her towards cynicism and self-preservation above all else (she's also the one most likely to remember their mom, and an early loss like that can push one into hyper-independence), while kankuro was left with a bit less pressure but as a tradeoff grew hungry for acknowledgement, eventually feeding into him becoming a bit of a bully as he gets older. i think he was the one with the most... "normal" relationship with their father, but i wouldn't necessarily say that's a good thing lol

gaara is in a unique position because he was not fully raised by rasa, and his relationship with him is a lot more shallow and extreme as a result. instead gaara ended up being built into who he is almost exclusively through yashamaru's kindness and subsequent betrayal — and this is only accentuated imo by the fact that gaara does not (iirc?) at any point willingly bring up yashamaru. he badmouths his father and blames him for who he is, but the formative moments of gaara's childhood that we see are of him with his uncle. isn't that interesting? to me it reads like that's still a wound so deep he can't even bear to acknowledge it; rasa treats him like a monster so gaara is free to spit poison back at him in return, but gaara did wholeheartedly believe his uncle loved him at a point, and the idea that he did not was so world-shattering that he can't even bring himself to acknowledge his existence

all that being said, gaara as we meet him in the exams treats his siblings like strangers and i can't fully blame him for that; while the compounded traumas of 1. losing their mother and 2. the shift in rasa's disposition, cannot be understated, i think what truly "broke" the siblings' dynamic is the way gaara was likely forced into kankuro and temari's lives after yashamaru died. while they'd certainly met before, there's a world of difference between knowing you have a distant, troubled younger brother vs having that brother violently placed into your home in his most vulnerable state after another familial loss.

(yashamaru's rs with his other niblings is never really touched upon but i do think about it often. he was so close to their mom i doubt they had no relationship at all! but that's. you know. what the fic i mentioned is for.)

it inherently puts the kids into an adversarial position, especially with how rasa doesn't try to argue for gaara's humanity. so gaara, freshly traumatized and distrusting, is met with siblings who are terrified of him and a father who he knows wants him dead. to make things worse, yashamaru (my king.) made sure to crush whatever goodwill gaara still had towards the world before he died, so there's no part of him willing to give anyone the benefit of the doubt. no one has any interest in fixing this situation so this is the dynamic they settle into.

yet! they are still family and there are certainly glimpses of that. one of my favorite moments is temari looking out for gaara for, in our pov, the first time

it's really simple but it always gets an emotion out of me, it's why i think their relationship bothered her the most… one of my biggest gripes with the suna siblings is honestly that we just don't get a lot of them after a point! i would have loved to see them getting closer after gaara takes the first step in closing the distance.

kazekage retrieval arc is easily one of my favorite arcs in naruto it's soooo sweet to see kankuro and temari fighting so so hard for their baby :( i really like the quiet moments where you can tell there's still a lot of guilt over how things were, i wish we got to sit with it a little more because part of the reason i like their bond so much is because of those moments of doubt, you know? i think it's far more powerful for gaara to wonder if he's been fully forgiven, for temari to grapple with the guilt of not having been a good sister to him, than for them to easily slip into a healthy and stable dynamic as a trio.

how do they feel about their father? their mother? how do they feel about their uncle? they are three different people with similar but not identical experiences with all of them, and it makes you wonder how they might navigate unpacking all of that while not jeopardizing their fledgling bond. for example i'm personally a huge fan of gaara coming to view his uncle in an imperfect but ultimately empathetic light, while his siblings see little reason to extend him so much grace.

their personalities in shippuden make a lot of sense to me taking their upbringings into account too; kankuro and temari are predominantly rasa's children, and therefore have rougher edges and are way more averse to earnest displays of affection. gaara meanwhile had yashamaru's influence in his formative years; he knows how to articulate his emotions and acknowledges the importance of sincerity and kindness. i dunno if this was intentional but i think it's a neat detail!

soo much of the suna family follows this pattern of love breeding resentment (rasa's love towards karura breeding resentment against gaara, yashamaru's love towards karura breeding resentment against gaara and rasa, gaara's love towards his uncle being twisted into hatred against the world, the siblings' love for each other being corrupted then saved) it's sooo. chef's kiss. again my only complaint is that we don't see more of them. literally who cares about konoha i want to be in suna forever

#:3 #asks #ALSO to the nice asks i keep getting tysm i will probably reply to them in a batch at some point...#but rest assured i read them and they make me hapy :)#rambles

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a-big-chicken-nerd · 1 year ago

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can we get more info on the movie ice emperor (i am sickly obsessed with the ice chapter and the ninjago movie. i will kill a man for more of the funny guy if needed)

WOOHOO OKAY im glad you asked i think about him constantly

first of all im open for ideas on what movie!neverrealm is like because im having a hard time coming up with anything but currently what ive sort of vaguely got is that its just more technologically advanced (not modern though) (like. mid to late 1800s-ish??)

vex is pretty much the same in personality except now hes british and is like a tired single parent

anyway ice emperor

hes not allowed to leave his throneroom and no one but vex is allowed inside the throneroom "for his safety" (its actually because hes so silly and un-royaltylike and vex worries no one will take the ice emperor seriously if they actually meet him)

he has a lot more energy than show!emperor and is constantly bored

internally watches his movie collections a LOT. from the outside it looks like hes just wandering around his throneroom and stopping to stare at nothing for about an hour, going over to a new spot and staring off again for another two hours

makes vex watch movies with him sometimes. ice emperors favorite movies are the star wars prequels, which vex also thought were cool at first but got sick of them after being forced to watch them like 45 different times throughout the years

makes tracks with ice around the throneroom to roll down on his heelies. vex will come in to a whole icy skatepark setup and the ice emperor will be like "crowd_cheering.mp3 VEX CHECK THIS OUT" and roll down a single ramp and immediately fall over and vex just has to clap and go "wow my lord that was so "sick""

vex HAS to hang out with ice emperor and try to keep him entertained or he will get bored & lonely and throw a fit and freeze everything in the castle

ice emperor is falling apart because he isnt made of titanium like show!emperor is, like whatever his outer layer is made of isnt handling the low temperatures and years of no maintenance very well at all. the armor and the mask is to hide all the damage . whether or not that makes him more or less creepy looking is up to personal opinion

he broke the Ten Billion Lumen Light in the throneroom on accident :[

and of course: BOREALL movie!boreal is a dragon but he acts like a big kitty. he is just lazy and doesnt listen to anyone except ice emperor and is usually lounging around on the castle roof.

will do what the ice emperor says but only takes the command as a suggestion. he gets distracted easily and takes shortcuts so he can be done and go back to napping

LOVES getting scritched behind the horns

uses the castle walls as a scratching post

he would LOVE the big laser pointer

the only time ice emperor can ever leave his throneroom is to go on the roof to tell boreal to do stuff (they always end up playing and hanging out for ages instead)

ice emperor makes big ice mice for boreal to chase around and catch

the ninja didnt have to kill boreal in this au. they saw this big wyvern displaying kitty behaviors and were like "oh yeah this is just like meowthra" and (very easily) distracted and befriended him. he got a lot of behind-the-horn scritches that day

im glad u guys seem to like movieverse emperor too because he just kind of kicked down the door of my brain one day and made himself at home and refuses to leave

#ninjago #the lego ninjago movie #ice emperor #vex #boreal #movieverse ice emperor

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asordinaryppl · 4 months ago

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A3! Main Story: Part 4 - Act 16: Crossing Paths - Episode 1: The Final Baton Pass

Luciano: “Angelo’s a fine choice. Having a stingy partner is a pain in the ass.”

Lansky: “You’ll be fine as long as you don’t get stuck with a stubborn womanizer.”

Luciano: “Ahh? Who are you talkin’ about?”

Lansky: “No one in particular.”

Luciano: “You’re soundin’ awfully specific if you ask me.”

Tsumugi: …

Tsumugi: (This is the performance the Autumn Troupe has put on after receiving the baton from the Spring Troupe and Summer Troupe…)

Tsumugi: (I can feel their determination to surpass the passion of the troupes before them. It’s making my heart pound.)

Tsumugi: (This is the flaming hot baton we’re receiving from the Autumn Troupe.)

Tsumugi: (As the anchor, we will carry the baton they carried from the Spring and Summer troupes to the finish line, the best we can.)

Tsumugi: (This is our– the Winter Troupe’s duty.)

Tsumugi: (We have to– no, we want to surpass this performance that the Autumn Troupe put on as a result of breaking out of their shells. We also have to go one step further than the plays we’ve been putting on as the Winter Troupe so far…)

[Door knocking]

Tsuzuru: Tsukioka-san, is now a good time?

Tsumugi: Yeah, come in.

[Door opening]

Tsumugi: Is something wrong?

Tsuzuru: It’s about time for me to come up with a plot for the Winter Troupe’s play, so I’m going around to ask if you guys have any ideas.

Tsumugi: Unlike the other troupes, our debut performance seems like it’s a little harder to come up with a sequel to.

Tsuzuru: Right. I can’t just write about what happens after that ending… But I suppose there are lots of ways to go about it.

Tsumugi: There’s been a time when I wondered what would happen if Michael was reincarnated as a human.

Tsumugi: He’d reunite with Raphael, and I think it’d be nice if the two exchanged letters.

Tsuzuru: A reunion between Michael and Raphael… The way they were separated was pretty sad.

Tsuzuru: I think I can do something with that idea. I’ll go give it some more thought.

Tsuzuru: If you’ve got any other requests, feel free to tell me anytime.

Tsuzuru: Though, killing the actor called Tsumugi Tsukioka will be a bit difficult this time around.

Tsumugi: Haha, that’s true.

Tsumugi: But it’s exactly because I killed myself in order to perform as Lucifer that I think that…

Tsumugi: I can now return to my origins and make use of the strengths of the actor Tsumugi Tsukioka.

Tsumugi: We also have the nomination for the New Fleur Award to take into consideration this time, so we have to make sure we’ll be able to carry the baton to the finals.

Tsuzuru: Ever since we got 11th in 3Q, MANKAI Company’s been getting more attention.

Tsuzuru: I’ve gotta do my best with the script, too.

Tsumugi: That reminds me, are you working on the script for Towa-kun’s troupe?

Tsuzuru: I haven’t gotten to it yet, but I’ve been thinkin’ it’s about time I get started…

Tsumugi: Has he not gathered enough members yet?

Tsuzuru: It’s just the three of them at the moment, and they’re looking for a fourth. Towa seems to be in a hurry to find someone.

Tsumugi: I think he’s excited to act out your script. I understand how he feels.

Tsuzuru: I’d be happy if that was the case, but it seems he’s got some other deadline in mind…

momo has entered the chat momo: one more member has joined! one left to reach the goal! Kar: graaats Iv: good for you shiki: congrats! good luck with finding the last one! momo: it’d be nice if one of u guys would join thoughhh Kar: nahhh Iv: u just don’t give up

Kureha: …

Kureha: (I often go to watch theater plays because of my father, so it’s not like I’m not interested. And putting on my own play does sound fun.)

Kureha: (Being on stage in front of an audience sounds natural for me, and I’ve even thought about going down that path too.)

Kureha: (But…)

Kureha: …

Kureha: And the idea of meeting momo in person is a little…

Kureha’s mom: Kureha, shouldn’t you be going to your job soon?

Kureha: Ah, yeah. I’m just getting ready to go.

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The Autumn Troupe's sequel was fantastic. It's a performance I'd want to watch again and again. And now, it's almost the Winter Troupe's turn. I hope you will all look forward to the day we can deliver our performance to you.

NOTES:

(1) the anchor leg is the final position in a relay race, it's typically given to the fastest and/or most experienced member of the team

#a3!#translation #a3! translation #tsuzuru minagi #tsumugi tsukioka #nam pointed out tsumugi is coming up with raphael/michael reincarnation aus and it's making me die so much

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kookidough · 1 year ago

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AGRGAGRGAV i always ponder how alenoah reunion would go because like . it could go So many different ways

like how do they feel about each other now?? i always feel like after world tour is over, noah’s irritation would fizzle out and he’d be back to winning the idgaf war, accepting that in the end it was just a game and alejandro ended up playing better than him

alejandro’s feelings on the subject feel more complex to me like. does he accept the fact that, while noah’s words were harsh, they held some truth?? i view his reaction to noah talking behind his back as very telling of how close they were (despite the relatively short amount of time they spent together)

personally i think that pre-london they were close friends because they could match each other’s humour/wit, like how they laugh at tyler on the runway and when alejandro tells a mean-spirited joke regarding lindsay’s intelligence he tells it to noah, and Cmon guys, i know it was a team challenge but they still spent like 18 hours traversing the amazon together i just know they bonded during that!!! i wont even get into the fact that they’re always standing next to each other / hanging out in the background because i will be a pigeon pecking at crumbs and ive already gone off topic from the original reunion idea

anyway i think alejandro was mad because he thought he could consider noah a friend but he can see noah maybe doesnt feel the same way + hes a threat anyway soooo bye bye noah, question is would he hold a grudge over it and if yes then how long for

and what r they doing in their lives now when they meet again?? is alejandro still with heather or did that doomed relationship crash and burn (again)? is noah with emma or did things not work out after the race? and of course this differs depending on which world tour ending you’re going for, because is alejandro finally a winner or does his family still view him as the runner up they’ve always seen him as, second place silver in a robot suit, never quite good enough for gold (had to go off topic again, burromuerto family angst Gets Me)

would they miss the brief friendship they had? does noah ever meet a contestant on another one of him and owen’s reality shows and get a fleeting reminder of alejandro when they flirt or flash him a smile? does he get tired of no one else being on his wavelength and cast his mind back to that one boy that was? does alejandro ever turn on the tv and spot noah on one of those dumb shows?? and if he does what does he think?

ough i got off topic so many times i love thinking abt them in the future, they dont even have to reunite i also enjoy the bittersweet angst of right people wrong time/place… i think things would’ve been better for them if a million dollars wasn’t on the line

also i am not reading all this before i post it so if there are mistakes or it doesnt make sense then . pretend u didnt see it ^_^

#long ramble #alenoah #im literally not normal about them #ive had brainrot all day #i hope they explode #total drama #td alejandro #total drama alejandro #alejandro burromuerto #td noah #total drama noah #im mentally eel #there are brief mentions of other characters but i cant be bothered tagging them #total drama world tour #tdwt

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aziraphales-library · 1 year ago

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Hi!!!!! I just got into good omens and this hyperfixation is going ABSOLUTELY BONKERS. Ive been reading so many fics from yall thank u ❤️❤️ i was wondering if u could req some lesbian/wlw aziraphale ? :P

Hello! You can check out our #ineffable wives tag for fics already recommended. Here are some more to add...

wanna witness your eyes looking by izzyhandsgf (E)

"How could someone so unbearably holy commit such sins in the most beautiful way?" ----------------------------- Or, Aziraphale and Crowley meet in the 1930s, fem-presenting, and both are slightly overcome by their feelings for one another...

I stretch out the time (and now I know why) by Nix_Nihili (T)

I should pull back, Crowley thought. She should pull back because she was the one with the fork in her mouth that Aziraphale was holding. Aziraphale wouldn’t pull back because that would be rude��so Crowley had to pull back. Pull back. Crowley swallowed the cake down and pushed herself away because that was what she did. Push and pull. Six thousand years of pushing and pulling. God, did it ever end? - Crowley finds Aziraphale on a fateful night for the first time since 1941. They haven't seen each other since but something has changed in the past two decades. or Something definitely happened between 1941 and 1967 to warrant the "You go too fast for me, Crowley" comment.

“I thought that I was getting better.” | Setbacks by die_traumerei (T)

Aziraphale is already having a rough time of it, when her new neighbour Crowley's cats trip her up and the inevitable happens. She and Crowley becomes friends, though, and more than friends -- and a good thing too, as Aziraphale faces one setback after another.

Herefordshire Pomona by Eigon (T)

I was reading Bleating Hearts by HKBlack (which is excellent, btw) and also thinking about the advice to "write what you know", so I started daydreaming about how the goat farmer meets literature professor scenario would transfer to Herefordshire. Aziraphale was easy - a bookseller in Hay-on-Wye, the Town of Books. I've put her shop where Green Ink Books is now, which used to be a multi-level shop, with a flat above. Crowley - well, that became obvious pretty quickly, too - instead of goats, apples. Herefordshire has a lot of old orchards, and I used to know a lady from the Marcher Apple Network, which identifies old apple varieties, and works to preserve them. And I wanted it to be Ineffable Wives, because I had so much fun writing the Old West story Secret Friendship (which is a boring name, but I couldn't think up a better one).

strange workings of fate by skyflyerr (E)

Aziraphale sat down gently and let her feet that didn’t quite touch the floor dangle from the stool. “Would you spare enough time for one glass with me?” Aziraphale watched her turn and look a little taken aback at the notion of her being here. Maybe this was a bad idea. “With you, darling? I can make the time. I’m a woman of my word, if anything.” *** Crowley is a bartender and Aziraphale is still figuring out the bookshop. Both are utterly lonely and winter is coming quick. Maybe they could keep each other warm.

Dance Me to the End of Love by Black_Bentley (E)

In general, Crowley would very much like to see the ones who hurt her grovelling at her feet, experiencing her pain and fear. But Lucifer’s plan is... well, it far surpasses what she considers ‘getting a revenge’ falling wildly into wreaking complete havoc and destroying innocent lives as collateral damage. Most importantly, that puts her dearest friend in danger. And she is to bring the proverbial cuckoo into the Celestial nest. OR: Aziraphale is a ballet dancer for the British Celestial Ballet Company, which grooms its perfect 'angels' from childhood Crowley used to dance for them too, but after they literally kicked her out, she took on pole-dancing for the Nine Circles of Hell Nightclub Its owner, who used to be the Celestial Ballet's star, is ready to take his revenge on the company's Director (referred to by its 'angels' as Mother) and chooses Crowley to enact it by forcing her to deal a brand new drug among the ballet dancers.

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable wives #adult omens #human au #mod d

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comicglitterr0909 · 1 year ago

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As a community we NEED a fic where William actually gets arrested at the end, like imagine a romantic reader x Afton thing and he confesses his love and reveals his truths, and at the end it’s like, reader was actually a cop and your under arrest, and it ends w William saying I would have got away with it too if it wasn’t for you meddling- you get it. :)

I FELT REALLY BAD FOR NOT RESPONDING TO THIS FOR AWHILE, BUT IVE BEEN RLLY BUSY WITH WORK AND SCHOOL. SO THIS IS THE FIRST PART, IM MAKING THE SECOND PART RN AND I LEFT YOU ON A SMALL CLIFFHANGER RN ITS OKAY THOUGH. ALSO ITS ALREADY 2.9k+ WORDS SO I NEED A PART 2.

No because that's such a good idea though too and even though I’m a massive simp for William I think he definitely needs to be humbled. THE MANIPULATOR GETS MANIPULATED WHILE ALSO READER KINDA SIMPING FOR HIM IDK I COULDNT HELP IT it still ends the way u want though >:)

Also I'm naming this "Playing with Shadows" idk it feels right.

Stuff to know: Cursing, a lil obsessiveness, reader following “gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss” mentality, reader is an fbi agent cuz idk felt like it, kind of a more creepy tone to it, this is taken place before Freddy’s is abandoned and before any of Williams kids die, but his wife is gone cause shes not important >:D

Being an FBI agent, you get your fair share or surprising things that you see. And when I got assigned to go to a small town in Utah, investigating a pizzeria, I’d say it was surprising, but that would be the least of my concerns. After arriving there, I was finally informed on what my entire job would be for the next 3 to 4 months.

My boss takes me into a private room, I sit down in front of his desk, he grabs a file, his eyes graze over it until he sighs looking back at me. “Agent y/ln. Your job is complicated, I won't lie to you. It will be an extreme mental challenge, but you're the best to do this.”

“You must first get a job interview with a man named William Afton. He is the owner of a restaurant named Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. After you get the interview you must also get the job, as a waitress there. Simple enough, but then, you will have to seduce him. That's the tough part, we believe he is responsible for the murder of 6 or more kids. We chose you not only from your skill set, but also because you look very similar to his ex-wife. He has 3 children, if you start getting along with them it might seem more attractive to him, your main goal. Get him to fall so in love with you, that he confesses the murders.”

And with that the case that would affect me more than any other, starts.

The day of the interview, it's pouring down rain outside, there are only a few cars parked outside of Freddy’s, the sound of music can be heard from outside. I walk up to the door, opening it, my eyes scanning the room. There isn’t much, it is a tuesday though, the first things I see are two parents trying to get one of their kids to leave, and the second is the giant ass animatronics on stage, well 3 of them are on stage, another fox looking one is playing with a kid. Well it would have been nice if they told me about some creepy animatronics but whatever. After looking around for a few seconds a man approaches me, he’s tall, probably 6 '4 or 6' 5, with glasses. “William Afton, you must be y/n y/ln, here for the interview?” He says to me, offering his hand for me to shake. My boss never told me what he looked like, they tried not to tell me anything about him, they thought that it would be too suspicious for the highly intelligent serial killer if I accidentally slipped up and said something about something I “didn’t” know. Either way I return the smile, shaking his hand firmly.

“Yes that's correct, it’s a pleasure to meet you!” Y’know if you ignore the fact that he is probably a psychotic, narcissistic, serial killer, then he’s actually really hot. At least it wouldn’t be that repulsive seducing him. “Follow me then and we’ll get the interview started.” I take the chance to glance around the place once more, noticing his eldest son, Micheal, leaning against the wall rolling his eyes at his brother who was crying. The fbi showed me pictures of the children so I knew which ones to try and interact with. I followed him into his office, seeing only one family photo, it had his ex-wife in it, I do actually look a lot like her, huh.

He motions me to sit in the chair in front of his desk, while walking to sit on his own. “So y/n, tell me what brings you here for the interview? Why here?” Oh right, what was I supposed to say, shit I forgot, good thing I was in theater as a kid, improvise. “Well, I really love the atmosphere of this place, even though being a waitress isn’t everyone's dream job, I think for now it would be a safe and fun job to have. I also am really good with kids so it's a plus to have them around.” Hell yeah theater kids for the win. He nods at my answer, thinking for a bit then writing something in a notepad he has, I see his gaze focus on the picture of his wife and kids then back at me, he narrows his eyes. Oh he definitely caught onto the similarities in our looks.

“Y’know what y/n, I think I’m just getting a really good feeling about you, how soon can you start?” Either my improv is so good I should retire fbi and become an actor. Or the plan is working insanely well, and he misses his ex wife so much that having me around could take his mind off it. I really wish it was the first option, it's definitely the second. “Wow! Thank you so much sir! I can start tomorrow if that’d work?” He grins standing out of his chair, I do the same and shake his hand again. “Sounds perfect.” He walks me out of the building, his hand on my shoulder, to most it would be a friendly gesture. But when you know the blood that's been on his hands, you can’t help but have chills running down your spine.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, y/n” He says, his eyes looking straight at me, it was terrifying because when I looked back into his eyes I saw nothing, but it felt like he could see everything in my eyes. I force a smile, waving and quickly walking to my car, driving away to my little apartment. I could barely sleep, my mind kept returning to the same look in his eyes, the same way a lion looks at its prey. I’m an FBI agent, I shouldn’t be this shaken by another murderer, but it just felt different, almost out of this world in some weird way, I guess it just didn’t feel real. But it was. And that’s the scary part. The other scary part was the feeling of being watched, I knew that my FBI friends were watching on cameras, only checking on me with texts, just in case William was stalking me. And that's what it felt like, the feeling of someone watching me, but I couldn’t do anything about it, I was supposed to encourage it actually. This is my job anyways, I’m safe and I’m not going to let some ,oddly attractive now that i think about it, creep scare me. So after giving myself a pep talk I was finally able to get some needed sleep.

I woke up to the annoying ass alarm going crazy, I immediately shut it off, it was a mental battle to not just go back to sleep. When I got out of bed, the feeling of being watched was gone, which told me that William was most likely watching me last night, never gonna get used to that. After I get ready, put on the mini mic that records any conversations I have, and make myself look like a potential murderers ex wife, I head out the door, ready to start my “new job” at a totally wholesome children's place.

When I get there and walk through the doors I notice William was waiting for me, he smiles welcomely and pats my back. “y/n! So great to see you, are you ready to start your new job?” I smile back at him, at least it seems like he's in a good mood today, not a creepy kill all mood. No wait, he’s still probably in that mood. “Yeah, I’m really excited, thank you again for hiring me, I appreciate so, so much Mr Afton.” “Ah, you're welcome! I think you’ll be a great addition to have around.” He leads me towards the kitchen where a sleep deprived male teen who looks like he’s high, (he is) is lazily defrosting pizza dough and another worker, some 60 year old Betty is cutting and putting ingredients into containers. Basic pizza prep. When I walk into the kitchen, Williams hands still on my back, the 60 year old looks up and HARD glares at me. Bitch. I think Wiliam saw how hard Betty or whatever was glaring at me, so he tries to lift the mood. “Bethenny, Aaron, this is y/n, they are our new waitress so you don’t have to keep bringing the food out yourselves!” Bethenny, I was close enough. She looks more like the child murderer. “Hey.” Aaron says, even though he’s high, he looks pretty nice, he’s smiling at me. I wave at him politely while Bitcheny is still glaring at me, not saying a word. “Alright team! Well get to know each other cause y/n’s gonna be here awhile!” That's condescending, oh well. I try to be nice and smile at Bigassbetty and she has no reaction besides looking away and going back to chopping up vegetables. William finally takes his hands off my back and says good luck while walking back to his office. “Hey… guess I should introduce myself, my name is Aaron, it's nice to meet you.” Aaron says coming up to me with a friendly (high) smile. I greet him, trying to be friendly, and trying not to be repulsed by the strong smell of vape coming off of him. “Hey, i’m y/n, it's nice to see a *friendly* face.” I say, glaring at Betty while saying friendly. “Oh haha yeah, don’t mind her, she's just some grumpy bitch.” I laugh with him and Bethenny rolls her eyes. We keep talking for a bit while I try to help prep the kitchen before Freddy’s opens. Once it does, a surprising amount of kids come in, even more surprising because it's Wednesday.

Food quickly starts getting made, along with kids screaming and laughing and running around. I bring my first pizza order over to a table, smiling nicely at anyone who looks at me, getting mostly smiles back. A few hours pass and I finally get to hang out . It's not that hard, it's just bringing food to people and trying not to kick children who get in your way. As I’m bringing food to a table I notice a woman who looks a lot like me walk in with three kids, pushing them in with an even more bitchy look than Bethenny and leaving. Oh shit, those are Aftons kids. I put the pizza down, checking my watch, perfect timing, I'm on break now, which means I need to try and interact with the kids. I got a little information on some of the kids, I know Micheal is the oldest, he's a punk and a rebel, and he’d probably follow me around like a lost puppy if I offered him a smoke and talked to him about star wars, easy enough. Evan hates Freddy’s, so I’d probably need to comfort him and try to calm him down, make him laugh and cheer him up. Then Elizabeth, I could probably act like I found a barbie and give it to her saying “I couldn’t find the owner.” All pretty easy, hopefully.

I decided to try and talk to Micheal first. I figured if the other siblings saw him laughing and talking to me, it would make it easier to talk to them. I waited for Micheal to get tired of his crying brother, as he walked outside. I quickly grab a smoke from my bag and head outside, I see William watch me with an intimidating grin as I wave at him and go outside. Once I get out their Micheal is already side-eyeing me, obviously suspicious and wary if I would snitch on him for smoking, that's until I pull out my own and quickly light it, I glance at him seeing his suspicion fall and his face become more relaxed. I noticed he doesn’t his lighter isn’t working, great for me. “Need me to light it for ya?” I say smiling at him, offering my lighter. He grins and nods. “Yeah, thanks” I nod and cup my hands over his cigarette, quickly lighting it as we both stand outside silently smoking. “So you're the new waitress here right?” I’m glad he started the conversation, to be honest I had no clue what to say. “Yeah, just got here today, I’d say it's going pretty well.” He chuckles while taking a puff of his cigarette. “Hah, just wait till the weekend, it's like hell, way too many kids in one spot.” I grin, “It gets worse than this?!” I say jokingly as we both laugh a bit, I see he has a star wars shirt on. “Who’s your favorite star wars character?” He smiles wide, clearly excited to talk about it. “Oh definitely Anakin, what's your Princess Leia or something?” He jokes. “Hell no (your fav star wars character) is where it's at.” (If it's Princess Leia, sorry lmao). We stay out there for 10 minutes until we walk back inside, discarding the smokes, and continuing to argue about star wars while inside, which is good because William sees me talking and laughing with him. After my break ends I go back to working, occasionally stopping to talk to Micheal, and like I said he’s basically following me around all day. At the end of the day, I help clean up the kitchen a bit, the only three kids left are Aftons. Micheal looks like he’s waiting for me, clearly already attached to me, guess I’m good at my job. I can’t help but feel bad though, if we do catch William, these kids will hate me. It's all a part of the job. I finish cleaning walking out where William greets me with a big smile, I kinda wanna see what he looks like when hes not smiling, because its really fucking creepy that I haven’t seen him do anything but smile. “Y/N! You did great today, I was right, you make a perfect fit!” I see Micheal nod in agreement, William also sees that, somehow he seems even more happy and smiley than just a moment ago. “Ah I see you have met my brilliant son Micheal! He’s quite the kid eh?” God he really is obsessed with trying to make me their new mom. “Yeah well he certainly knows way too much about star wars.” I joke, Micheals face heats up with embarrassment. “Hey! I can like things!” He laughs and I laugh with him, William doesn’t take his eyes off me, he looks like he’s thinking, deciding something, and whatever it is, is about me.

The smallest son then comes up to me, Evan, and just holds onto my leg, wrapping his arms and legs around my leg. I raise an eyebrow and awkwardly laugh, not knowing what to do. Micheal starts laughing really hard, and William is chuckling. “Evan, let's get off of y/n now eh kid, they’ve got places to be.” Evan pouts and holds tighter onto my leg. That's when I start laughing, Elizabeth grins evilly and takes the chance to run over and grab my other leg. William and Micheal start to try and pry them off of me, we are all laughing. Like a family. I lose my balance and stumble back, falling, the kids both instinctively let go so they don't get hurt, before I can fall on the floor William catches me.

Look I know he’s a child murder but with a 6 '4 sexy tumblrman catching me like that, I'm gonna blush a little. And he lifted me back up like it was nothing, I love a strong man. WOAH pause, I am not gonna fall for a killer. Wait, there is still a small chance this could be a misunderstanding, no, I have to remember how creepy he is, like I get bad vibes from him. Then again I get bad vibes from all men. “You alright y/n” Oh shit right, I forgot where I was for a moment. “Yeah haha, thanks, at least we got them off right?” I grin and laugh with them all. Evan tugs on William's pant leg, motioning for him to bend down so Evan can whisper something to him, William does so. He starts laughing and stands back up. “Evan was wondering if you wanted to come have dinner with us sometime.” I smile and nod. “I would love to!” The family lights up, all of them smiling. “How about tomorrow, can’t you just close Freddy’s a bit earlier Dad?” Micheal suggests. “That's a great idea kiddo, how does that sound to you y/n?” The plan is working perfectly. Well, almost perfectly, I’m getting attached to this family, even the guy who might be a murderer. I part of me is wishing, that its all a misunderstanding, that some other fucked up guy killed or took those kids, that this family is perfectly fine and I could fit right in. But the other part of me knows I need to stick to the job, and that fucking sucks.

“That works perfectly, I will see you all tomorrow!”

And with that I wave goodbye to the Afton family, before driving back to my apartment, staring at the ceiling before somehow falling asleep.

ALRIGHT GUYS ILL TRY AND GET PART 2 OUT ASAP 😭

#fnaf #purple guy #william afton #william afton x you #william afton x reader #fnaf william afton #springtrap #spring bonnie #steve raglan x you #steve raglan #steve raglan x reader #william afton angst #afton family #afton fnaf

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pumpkinsy0 · 25 days ago

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As a preface for the hc request, I live in the middle of nowhere (and when I say the middle of nowhere I mean I live in the same town as Amish communities 😭 there is genuinely nothing to do here except for a single gas station that is basically impossible to walk to half the time)

I would love some hcs of the Curtis bros living in the middle of nowhere in a place like this AND combine that with the au of pony and curly meeting and talking online cause they live far away from each other!!

Maybe they moved there after everything that went down to give a fresh start to Pony or smth and ponyboy turned to the internet to find entertainment and friends 🤷‍♂️ country life was not as good as he imagined HE ROMANTICIZED IT TOO HARD

I am requesting because IHATEITHERE so I need him to experience it as well 💘 love literally everything you post, always a banger 🙏(also sorry for insans yap on my part LMAOO)

this is the perfect ask rn bc ive been thinking about sonething similar for the longest time, god bless u anon🙏🏽🙏🏽

for funsies lets say its like early 2000s

AND THANK U FOR UR SUPPORT,,,ily,,,

•NOW SEE, i dont think they would move out from tulsa after everything, purely for the fact that everything they have is literally there, they cant just uproot their whole lives, yknow?? BUTTT what i will say is that the curtis family gives off the vibe of ppl who HAVE lived in the middle of nowhere and just moved to some place less in the middle of nowhere and thats whats happenin here, they r moving from nowhere to somewhere!!!

•as for how pony and curly met, pony was on some internet forum for tulsa!!! hes a lil curious about where theyre gonna b going but theres a lil stupid TROLL (aka curly) going around it and thats how they met each other :3 curly was specifically targeting pony bc he was a newbie, they took it into arguing in dms but pony was actually pretty funny so they started talking, became friends, pony sent a pic, curly was like “woah mama” annnddddd we get the papercut we know and love

•curlys such an ass bc everytime pony expressed excitement to go to one area like a lake or somethin, curly always ruins it w a “we can go but” and then drops a disgusting fact about the place, if ponys gonna live in tulsa hes gonna b forced to b as unhappy as the residence, aint no frolicking in the flowers here, white boy

•LET THEM PLAN WHEN THEY WANNA MEET UP!!! ponys basically counting the days down and somewhat hiding it from darry. darrys alright when it comes to technology hes not an old man, but its still a new place and he wants to protect pony yknow??? cant imagine the first thing ur baby brother doing is going to meet a stranger and u being 100% on board w it

•soda knows about it and hes talked to curly here n there, sodas still a lil on the fense but glad that ponys making friends w other ppl his age w no help. this is lil one of the rarest instances where sodas kinda open to the idea of pony hanging w curly, revel in it while we’re here

•the video calls between them r something truly special. ponys internet is so ASS and so is curlys, they glitch out sm but theyre used to it now. ANYWAYS, theres been multiple instances if the others family coming in mid call bc theyre both using the family computer thats in the living room, they tease each other for it so bad theres so many inside jokes about it

•this means that darrys looked a lil bit at their messages “on accident” and angelas looked through it just to b nosey, she has no shame about it. darrys managed to personally talk to curly so he felt better about them meeting while angelas just straight up pretended to b curly or got online to lowkey shit talk to pony about him shes sooooo sick of hearing about em😭😭

•curly loves making courage the cowardly dog references to pony by sending him monsters or random scary images on the internet and asking if hes seen them around. does it scare pony???? sometimes, hes not admitting it however

•they gave each other their addresses, if u think them being grounded off the computer was gonna stop em from talking u were sooooo wrong. sometimes cyrly just sends pony a glitter bomb, like i said internet troll over here

•pony sometimes draws curly and sends it over to him, its somewhere hung up on his wall. if anyone ever asks, he tells em he scammed this artist into drawing it for him, he told that story to tim but tim didnt believe him at ALL. next time curly was on call w pony, tim crashed it and started questioning pony. pony was scared shitless❤️

•if ponys moving to tulsa i feel like he also told curly the location of where and curly the little fucking creep he is has been leaving lil notes for pony to see, even carved ponys name on multiple trees so pony couldnt miss it. when pony eventually does move in curly secretly gives him a week to find em all before he just tells pony he did it and shows him around to see them

#curly shepard #ponyboy curtis #purly #PaperCut ship

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pillowspace · 1 year ago

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i need u to know that ever since u posted this art it has been. constantly. on my mind. my night has been altered. my plans now consist of me laying in bed and thinking about csd sun. my brain chemistry has changed forever. im incurable. i stanned csd sun from the START but this is a whole new level and i need to ramble /deep breath/ i apologize in advance if im talking out of my ass LMFAOO

i just. the idea of this— old, ancient god who has seen many generations come and go, who represents warmth and burns bright wherever he goes just… being able to sense the love in things no matter who or what it may be. who, maybe, finds delight in all these different things people love and happiness just knowing that humanity has no limits when it comes to things they cherish. he looks around him and can just feel the same warmth he emits. it’s particularly strong in the little stuffed animals children hold dear to them, or the plants tenderly taken care of on the windowsills of various cottages.

and then he meets you. and your relationship grows stronger and stronger over the coming months. until one day something changes— shifts between the two of you. and suddenly he can feel just how much he is loved. a love he senses from you.

sun has felt how loved he is from the people who pray to him. but this is on a whole other level. this is something personal—something related to who he is as a person and not a god. and he doesn’t say anything, just watches as this warmth, this love he senses from you grows stronger and stronger each day. he is not just a god in your eyes, he’s more. he finds delight in it as much as he finds warm-tenderness. you think he doesnt know—not at first, at least, and he thinks he’ll keep it a secret for the time being. but as the days go on he can start to sense more and more how much you are loved. not just from the others around you, but from him as well.

GAHH okay im done im done i got it out. i hope u realize just how crazy this has made me omfg. u dont have to publish this i just wanted to talk at u and im not even sure how much of this is ‘canon’ or whatev but thats just my interpretation and what ive been thinking abt all night LMFAOOO. im so normal im soooo normal (im frothing at the mouth about to rip into csd again and again and again /pos)

OHHHHHHHHHGHGGGHG. I NEED YOU TO KNOW I STRUGGLED TO GET THROUGH THIS ASK BECAUSE I KEPT PUTTING MY PHONE DOWN, MAKING WILD HAND GESTURES, GETTING UP, THEN LEAVING TO PACE THE ROOM. SHATTERING LIKE GLASS

#ask #celestial sundown au #savetag #[csd saved posts]

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ofmdee · 8 months ago

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been having some thinky thoughts today, and for a while, rly, abt my Feelings abt breathing underwater and i tried to type something up on twitter but that jsut was not letting me think my thoughts correctly

i love BU........... so goddamn much. it started out as nothing more than a silly idea abt little mermaid ed meeting stede and kind of ballooned into what ive built it up into today. it's so important to me... but it's making me a little miserable right now?

miserable because i dont want to work on it, but i WANT TO want to work on it, i want to tell this story and read the finished product, ive got so many ideas, but i just. cannot get myself to do the actual WORK of making sentences and then staging all the pics........... what used to be a fun little pastime now feels like a chore, an obligation, a compulsion almost. it sucks, but it sucks more NOT doing it, you know what i mean? idk.

i know ive built it up into this big THING to myself, like... idk, i do this so often, i have big ideas and love to plan and organize them and then i get going with such intensity until i abruptly fizzle out. i start things and dont finish them, and i guess i just rly dont want this to be another thing that gets thrown on my unfinished projects pile :/

i have the next 2 parts drafted, but every time i go back to poke at them and edit them i just get so disheartened because it's obvious that my heart wasn't really in writing them, and it's difficult to salvage a rough draft like that. part of me wants to just delete those parts entirely and say fuck it im taking an indefinite hiatus, and i will start fresh when this is fun again! which would probably be the best thing, actually, but... i am reluctant to do that, because i just dont have anything else to rly fill my time rn.

i havent been getting a lot of joy out of... anything, rly, for a long time now, im so bored and apathetic and even my normal go to things arent cutting it anymore. and idk if it's a depression thing or if im truly outgrowing some interests, but either way i know i need to get more Things in my life somehow, because writing and sims are my two biggest pastimes, and then i combined them, and then i got sick of both so ive got so little to go on! so i keep poking at the things that i used to love, hoping to find that spark again 😪 i love these little guys and their little world!!! and it makes me sad that im not actually having Fun with the PROCESS.

it doesn't help that i am constantly torn between man i wish more ppl read my fic!!! i work so hard on it!! and man i never want anyone to perceive me or my writing ever it's so amateur!! idk what i want and idk what i want to DO about it!!

so, idk!! idk where this is all going, lol, i just... wanted to try and organize these thoughts somehow.

trying to reason w myself that at the end of the day, i am writing a fanfiction. that's it. it's not that big of a deal, and yet it feels huge to me, somehow. I don't wanna let down the ppl who are reading it, and i dont wanna let myself down again, either.

BUT it's not supposed to make me feel miserable it is supposed to be fun i am lowkey crying rn because like urghghghgh why isnt it fun?!!?!

so. i think i gotta do some more thinking, because not making any kind of decision is making things worse! and idk, if all of this hasnt put u off of the idea of my fic, here is the series page lmfao i could use some encouragement i guess......

but i am going to seriously put more thought into an official hiatus, because i think i am getting Too preoccupied with it again and it's messing with me!!!

i actually had a decent time doing those kitty ed pics today, even tho they didn't do so hot, so maybe i am just gonna try to focus on that kind of thing, doing stuff that actually catches my attention, and also doing things without the intention of sharing them at all. allowing things to be messy. i get so caught up in the thought of someone else seeing my work that i paralyze myself trying to make it PERFECT.

i had a decent time doing that oneshot from ed's pov as well. so maybe i need to work on projects that are a bit smaller scale. i dont have to say goodbye to BU stuff forever, but i am just so ALL OR NOTHING that it feels like a way bigger decision than it actually is 😓

so i guess....... im gonna sleep on it for a while. think about it and try and come to a firm decision. because if i take a break, i need to REALLY take a break, which includes not thinking about it all the time and constantly beating myself up for not doing it 😅

idk, thank you if you read this far, here are a few kitty pics of ed for ur time:

#xoxod #sorry its long and rambly but there are some bonus kitty ed pics at the end #breathing underwater #THINKIN THOUGHTS #now i need to go eat something

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spitdrunken · 11 months ago

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currently i'm really busy with writing for my thesis, which unfortunately leaves me with little creative juice... ive been engaging with other people's creations a lot more rather than writing for myself, but have some assorted thoughts on things ive enjoyed recently below, for anyone who is interested. feel free to send me asks about anything that's mentioned, but because of the above, might take me a bit to get back to u <3!

these aren't really x reader thoughts, just rambling! if you read this, thank u, i am giving you a kiss on your forehead/hug/fistbump/handshake/whatever words of affirmation you have been wanting to hear today. pick your favorite!

(Pokephilia mention) Pokémon Legends Z's announcement!! It'll be forever until it's released (which, as a true Pokémon fan, I'm very happy about BAHAHAH), but I'm so excited! Very curious how they are planning to implement, what seems to be, citybuilder elements... If Emmet shows up in this game, I'm going to be super delighted, but I honestly doubt it. Either way, it's made me think a bit more about the twins, and Poképhilia stuff in general as well! It's such a shame/pain the main tag is blocked... one day I will start and stick to my intention to write, like, porn about all the Pokémon, haha. A dream...

(cannibalism(????) monster eating??? mention. consensual!) Dungeon Meshi really was as much fun as everyone mentioned! Don't really see myself writing fic about it, except for a very specific idea I had... I like the thought of Laois 'obsessed with eating monsters' Touden got to meet a monster (AKA Reader) who is equally obsessed with the idea of being eaten!! Maybe a mermaid, or something like that? It's his one chance to eat a humanoid monster! Though the others probably won't believe him when they tell him that it was 100% consensual, and are judging him harshly LMAO

Welcome Home updated! Very happy about this. Though I don't connect them publically, I actually have written quite a bit of WH fic and my sfw sideblog for it used to have more followers than this one LMAOO. Maybe one day I'll write NSFW works for it, but I dunno if there's interest... Plus, I very much fall underneath people the creator would consider 'unwelcome' in their squeaky-clean fandom or whatever, but they have like a quarter million followers now, lol. Anyway, Wally is, as has been said many times before, the Most! He draws me in <3

And also, poor Eddie, lmao. It's very interesting to me, with the inclusion of the Narrator, that the characters seem to be forced to steer in a specific direction, if that makes sense? To upkeep a certain mask. I wonder if 'as above, so below' is a reference to that, in the sense that whatever is dictated by the stronger forces of narrative, is what shall occur 'below'-- In their world. Like, the animosity some of these puppets have for each other!!!!! Some of them are just straight up Not Friends, lmao.

I need to play more of it, but if anyone is reading this, go play I Was A Teenage Exocolonist. I expected it to be waaaay more popular, especially on Tumblr, but it's so underrated? The writing is wonderful, the characters are well-defined, and the art is breathtaking! Please take a look at the trigger warnings, cuz there are a few that are definitely applicable, but it's soooo good... If it has to be said, I romanced Dys first, lmao.

I am watching The Apothecary Diaries right now, just started today, and can I jsut say... I'm such a fan of all the women in this show!! I love the perspective it gives on court life a lot! Maomao definitely is pulling in all the men AND women, huh.... i appreciate that. Jinshi also 100% wants to get degraded by her, huh. Maomao is the sexywoman of this show.

#nw #insight into my brain...

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randomwriteronline · 1 year ago

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Hello! This is my main blog! (I'm legend-as-old-as-time.)

So, I've got a favorite. But the other two AUs also fascinate me. I'd love to know what the story is for your G3 of Bionicle? What's the atmosphere like?

BLASTS MY THOUGHTS DIRECTLY INTO YOUR BRAIN TO EXPLAIN THEM FASTER AND POSSIBLY BETTER THAN THROUGH WORDS

as mentioned i have a post in drafts thats meant to be like. a vague skeleton of thoughts and ideas and shit that ive talked about to and with @cantankerouscanuck, mainly introducing the various character groups n the environment slightly, but it does NOT touch on the story much (more the backstory and again only vaguely) so GREAT QUESTION LET ME TELL YOU

thinking of like uhhhh diving this in like. cartoon seasons but old school ones yknow, so LONG ones bc oh boy ADVENTURES

Season 1 starts with that Classic Bionicle Beginning of the toa mata crashlanding on the archipelago of Okoto each on a different island not knowing what the Fuck to do and being welcomed in the villages. like in g2 theyre first tasked with finding some golden relics but instead of being accompanied by the protectors/village elders they go with the local Weird Kids (the chronicler's company) who were the first people they actually met; getting the things lets them reach the island of the mask makers and meet Ekimu (and takua!!!! his apprentice!!!!!!!) and theyre like "so what do we do with these btw" and ekimu looks at the pieces and goes. FUCK

TURNS OUT THOSE RELICS WERE SUPPOSED TO BE GOLDEN MASKS BUT SOME MF JUST BROKE THEM INTO PIECES and wouldnt you fucking believe it it was the Children Of Makuta, the spirit of death and animals and darkness, who live each on one of the islands except spiriah the baby of the family who roams around bothering literally everybody and ofc dont want the toa to reawaken the Great Spirit whom their parent put to sleep, AND SO BEGINS THE FETCH QUEST OF THE OTHER FIVE PIECES OF EACH MASK WHILE FIGHTING OFF THESE FREAKS OF NATURE WHO ARE TRYING TO EAT THEM AND BUILDING CONNECTIONS BETWEEN THEMSELVES & EKIMU & TAKUA N HIS POSSE & THE VILLAGERS AND SLOWLY BECOMING A PROPER TEAM N FAMILY which is why they need to be many episodes. i will fucking recreate almost verbatim the tale of the mask kopaka-pohatu story because its already perfect and you will Fucking See It if i have to Kill For It

closes off with a cliffhanger after getting all the masks: during an ambush by Mutran Gali gets dragged off into the sea between the islands to get crushed by the water pressure but whats this??, the pressure suddenly lifts enough to let her breathe as she loses consciousness while strange silhouettes drive off the child of Makuta and catch her in his stead, sinking deeper...

S2 starts off by quickly catching up to the rest of the toa who are SHITTING THEIR FUCKING SELVES ABOUT THEIR WATER-BREATHING SISTER APPARENTLY DROWNING BEFORE THEM

tahu and pohatu decide to look for her in a ball of tempered glass while kopaka, onua and lewa hurry back to ekimu to tell him what happened. back to gali, she awakens to a bunch of... toa???? who know her and her brothers???? personally, apparently????? three of them are like super mad at them for leaving them during their time of need??????? what the FUCK are you people talking about. who are u. how are you breathing under water. why is tHERE A WHOLE FUCKING CITY UNDER THE WATER-

ENTER: THE TOA MAHRI. as it slowly turns out inbetween rounds of beating the shit out of sapient polyamorous seafood that keeps trying to nibble the villagers and the air bubble domes for their crops, they were TRAINED by the mata a few hundreds years ago and were fighting off the cataclysm that broke the continent of okoto into islands and sunk the city of Iniri into the sea together with them before they just Fucking Left, Apparently - which ofc they didnt do for no reason but they essentially got shoved back into the stars against their will. this rightfully rattles the shit out of the mata because What Do You Mean We Have Been Here Before. What Do You Mean You Had Records Of Us Being Here Even Earlier Than That. How Many Times Have We Done This. How Many Times Have We Discovered Kinship And Affection And Had That Stripped Away From Us. I Think I'm Going To Throw Up

while theyre handling THAT they also fill in the mahri on whats been going on and the mahri go oh shit, the great spirit is in a coma and the children of makuta are against you??? bro those guys are super powerful theyve got Crabs, you cant fight em alone. but also if we try to leave the sea the water pressure Will Fucking Destroy Us, so they figure out a way to get out of there and back up and jaller is super anxious bc his mom might be there but like... based on what they said... she might be evil... he doesnt wanna fight her... shes the only family he still has...

S3 AND WE GO BACK TO SEE WHAT KOPAKA ONUA AND LEWA ARE DOING, and theyre off searching the more ruined parts of the city of the mask makers on takua's suggestion - these are the parts of the city that werent very lucky during the cataclysm and are now sacred ground prowled by Krika, daughter of Makuta

at last they find a strange underground chamber with six breathing statues, which, of course, freaky; they manage to thaw one and out tumbles a toa (?) who immediately recognizes onua and starts talking to him excitedly (??) saying that its so good to see him in person for the first time (???) and asking him about the continent (????) and being genuinely distraught that they dont know who he is. same reactions from the other five toa that also get thawed out. ok something is Clearly Amiss pls explain

its time for LOMN...... 2!!!!!! where we learn from vakama abt how Lhikan, who previously filled in ekimu's position, finds out theres Some Shit going down with the great spirit and makuta and tries to call the mata, who however get stuck due to the aformentioned Some Shit. as such she picks out six lads in the city of the mask makers and bestows masks upon them to make them become toa, but on their way to handle the current problem they get werebeast'd and Krika goes oh? free kids? free kids for me? and Lhikan goes NO but its too late. they already have joint custody of the metru. and might be blossoming a lesbian romance but unfortunately due to lhikan being lhikan i have to kill her to protect vakama, leaving krika with him AND his little brother jaller who will inherit lhikan's mask. the metru figure out the way to get the mata in this case is to attempt to contact them themselves, which they manage to do by entering a trance that however slowly turns them into statues: in this trance they are able to speak and train the mata, who also promise to free them once the whole situation is handled

CONSIDERING THE CATACLYSM HAPPENED AND THEY GOT SHOT BACK IN THE SKY AND GOT AMNESIA YOU CAN UNDERSTAND THAT PROMISE KIND OF WENT TO SHIT

anyways thats A Lot as you can imagine and the time to process it is Not Much bc the other three mata and the mahri are here and (after a round of MASSIVE HUGS for the metru and mahri reuniting and also the metru and Krika) theyve got a plan to beat the shit out of makuta

problem: the children of makuta have realized this is happening and decided to break out The Crabs to beat the shit out of THEM

mahri, metru and krika (and the chronicler's company much to everybody else's heart attacks) hold them off while the mata manage to fight against makuta after being briefly overwhelmed, uniting their powers to uh. Kill Him. which! IS NOT ACTUALLY GOOD. YOU KNOW. BALANCE AND ALL THAT. makuta is saved in the end by The Great Fucking Spirit who wakes up just in time to stop the mata before they murder his brother

the mata awaken before the Great Spirit and after a moment of "where are we? who are you? why didn't you let us kill makuta?" and getting their answers, they realize OH FUCK ARE YOU GOING TO PUT US IN THE STARS AGAIN? AND GIVE US AMNESIA? FUCK YOU YOURE NOT TAKING OUR FRIENDS AND SIBLINGS FROM US

Great Spirit, lovingly: ok :)

and tahu wakes up to ekimu working at the forge and none of his siblings around and he Shits His Pants, but ekimu quickly reassures him that everythings good and its been like, maybe a day or two since they managed to reawaken the Great Spirit. his siblings woke up before him and are probably down at the beach, and Makuta got driven off, all of his children following suit to take care of him, krika included. the mahri and the metru are catching up on the mata's tales from the chronicler's company. things are fine. they wont be like this forever, ekimu tells tahu, but they dont have to live in fear every second of their lives. rest a while. go see your siblings.

and it ends with the mata having a very sweet nap pile on the beach because they FUCKING deserve it after TWO whole generations ending with them not getting to just fucking sleep after EVERYTHING THEY GO THROUGH EVERY TIME

as you can see i have. Enormous Holes in this and theres things i havent explained and stuff (like how i unfortunately had to sacrifice hewkii x macku due to a Very Big age difference but they are still a power pair, just in this case its like older cousin acting as a mentor to the worlds most bloodthirsty weird little girl) but yes. have this. for now. please keep asking questions i love you

#bionicle #random talks #toa mata #toa mahri #toa metru #idk what to tag this as just TAKE IT

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adorawritesalot · 2 years ago

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I have cutely resurfaced, now, John Laurens (my beloved) and Alex Kralie with an s/o that's RICH rich, like comes from generational wealth and is very well known

I hope you've been eating or drank some water btw cause you deserve it <33

GUYS!!!! im back! exams are over, and i couldnt be happier. i am sorry to everyone whos adk has been ignored for a long time, ill be working on finishing them. send more! i love writing, epsecially for soneone i know will enjoy it!

also, if theres anyone who likes six of crows.... send that, too. ive been obsessed with them (and shadow and bone, obviously) and i would love to practice writing different characters!

i have drank and ate! thank u sm ily!!!! u deserve it too:) i hope its not a problem i made john in a modern!au:) this also might be a bit diff, idk. im very tired HAHA

please mention if u want headcannons or a oneshot!! i wouldnt want u to be unhappy with any of my works!

John Laurens

You met in college. He didn't like you very much at first- he thought you would be just a stuck-up kid, considering your family's status and wealth.

He could not be more wrong.

You got paired up with him for a project, and he knew that he was gone for the first time you smiled at him.

You quickly became friends. He introduced you to his friends (one of which you already knew; Marquis de Laffayette was quite known amongst the rich).

You started dating shortly after. A little later, you invited him to your house for the first time. He was very nervous, and not just because he would be meeting your parents. He didn't come from the wealthiest family, so this was a new territory to him. What if he said something wrong? Spilt something on himself, or worse, on something accidentally?

His worries quickly vanished when he saw your smile. That smile that could light up the room, the world. He was instantly calmer.

Well, after dating for a while, his birthday came up. Obviously, he told you not to go all out- he didn't want you to think he was with you just for money (even though you wouldn't even think of that).

But, you did go all out. You went on a picnic, went to see a movie, and then, after an eventful day of roaming the streets of New York, you came to your house.

He wasn't expecting anything else. He was wrong, though.

You bought him a turtle.

Alex Kralie

He didn't know you grew up rich. Or were rich, for that matter.

You've been already dating for some time when he started writing the script for Marble Hornets.

When he finished, the only thing that stopped him from actually filming was a crucial thing; he didn't own a camera. And he didn't have actors.

So, obviously, you bought him the best camera that you could get your hands on.

When he saw it, he bawled. And said a lot of thank yous and I love yous.

He asked you how did you get the money for that. In reply, you just told him your family has a literal crest and invited him to meet your parents.

The shock on his face when he saw your childhood house- no, mansion - was quite amusing. You would laugh if it wasn't for the nervosity of your boyfriend meeting your filthy rich parents.

Let's just say that you and your parents never stopped financing him and his ideas. They love him.

#marble hornets #lmao help #x reader #mh alex #alex kralie x you #alex kralie x reader #john laurens #hamilton #john laurens x reader #is the turtle thing still funny #i wouldnt know #six of crows #alex marble hornets #alex kralie

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ccaptain · 4 months ago

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@aguilareye: 👫👀 ( meme source. )

i. Kaeya consistently gets Boothill bullets every time they meet: even before the Birds and the Bees talk Lan gave him DSFHSJFJ ever since he saw him snack on his magnum ones and was given the Chocolate Bullet, for every travel and stay Kaeya gets him some boxes of those of different materials and size. and gives at least one or more to him when they meet to munch on with his cute happy smile. He attachs a small colorful label on each box with the name of the planet he got it from and the materials they're made of in case Boothill likes a particular one and he has to remember where he got it from to get more for him <3 I like to think that he's unconsciously Pavloving Boothill to associate him with snacks honestly...........

ii. Cathill behavior... my beloved... I see your ''BH hugs Kaeya and rubs his face on his head or cheek before they rest their foreheads against eachother'' that you told me about and I raise you: them developing a little routine where Kaeya tugs Boothill down for a kiss and they nuzzle and join foreheads... and then he puts his arms around BH's neck to be picked up and continue keeping the forehead contact as they move. That, or once he's picked up Kaeya peppers his very handsome face in soft kisses all over his cheeks, nose and forehead and lips. Cathill and Cateya... the perfect match. Granted if they join foreheads as they walk Kaeya will make a little, cute flustered laugh while Boothill will have to coordinate where they're going, so if they fall it's on him DJSAHFHSHF

iii. Them trading voice messages on the phone: I tossed the idea to u like... yesterday^ two days ago?? I just keep thinking about it because as I said it allows them to be a bit more involved in eachother's lives by hearing and commenting on what they hear from the voice note. Boothill fixing himself surrounded by the little sounds of tools against metal, Kaeya's voice underlined by the fizzling of oil as he starts on his morning eggs or is also fixing something in the amusement park or going through books... just them hearing eachother's lives so it feels like they're never too far apart... BH could throw a comment in and Kaeya would be all smug like ''if you're that curious, come see me!'' as an excuse to, in fact, see his favorite cowboy............. them hearing eachothers late at night and BH's voice is just that side of soothing and familiar enough to to make Kaeya's tone begin to get more and more huskier and sleepier until he succumbs to rest as he's in the middle of one of Boothill's voice messages, with his phone laid on the pillow next to him... and it's the best fucking sleep he ever got in years. Them saying goodnight to eachother would just end me in all honesty ;-;

iv. In the KaeHill verse, Kaeya has renounced the possibility of eventually going to forever rest in The End. I thought about hitting you with some meta The Hunt/Enigmata verse but all of my HCs for this meme have been cute, why not add some FEELS to it? The developing bond he has with Boothill has made Kaeya come to the conclusion that he no longer wishes to rest in a meadow of white flowers, no matter how peaceful it could be after his goal is done and over. No- what he wishes is to be at Boothill's side, knowing that they'll both live forever- Kaeya can't and doesn't want to go when Boothill expresses wanting to see him and be with him, and when there's clear relaxation and happiness for his presence. If he goes, there'll be an Enigma-shaped void in BH's life, no more kissing blue tears away, no more solid presence of someone who tells Boothill the truth always and foremost even if it means danger for Kaeya- he doesn't want Boothill to have found and developed a connection and trust with an eternal being that won't die and deteriorate, only for said being to disappear once it's all over and done with. The call of eternal rest is a gentle lull, but Boothill is much more tender and concrete and present- even since he has confirmed to Lan that he considers Boothill his ''mate'', non-specified when as they're all over the place, internally he has renounced the decision of eternal rest to be at his side, when fate brings them together. Mythus may give Kaeya another goal after learning about this decision, but this also means that he'll get to stay at the gunslinger's side for much longer while he accomplishes that. Forever is more bearable when they're together. HEY SHRIMPY. GET THIS. HITS YOU WITH A CURVEBALL OF FEELS

#aguilareye #the humanification of long forgotten beings; an Enigmatic tale ━ ( H:SR V. / aguilareye )#adding their ship tag for addictional feelings <3 im evil. evil and a gnome #oops this got long (is normal about them)#i have so many more but youre gonna have to wait until i remember some and throw those at u on a good day #or wait for another meme uvu #riddle me this; is everything that you remember real and nothing but the pure truth? ━ (H:SR V.)

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wildflower-otome · 1 year ago

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[Translation] Clover no Kuni no Alice ~White Calling~ Light Novel - Chapter 6

Author: Sana Shirakawa Artist: 文月ナナ

ACT6 - Attracted, pulled, revolving hearts

‘…..Ah-..hem, now then, let us bring the current Assembly to a close-. G-…good job, everyone. I will um…..send a notice of the details for the next one at a later date! —There, was that alright, Gray?’

‘That is correct. As the event holder, it is your duty to inform people when the next meeting will be held, Lord Nightmare.’

‘Ugh…..assemblies and event holding…..always causing me nothing but anxiety, it’s all so difficult…’

Even though Nightmare was still muttering to his aide, checking that he was doing the right thing, each of the participating role holders had already started getting up from their seats.

‘It’s finally over…..good grief. Assembly periods really are a pain.’

The man whose face was hidden beneath the brim of his hat sighed. Knowing him, he had probably been stifling his yawns from the shadows where no one could see him.

As she was thinking that, Blood turned around to look behind him with his usual seemingly lethargic attitude.

At the end of his gaze was not just Alice, but all the black-suited role-holders of Hatter Mansion grouped together. As the languid green gaze of their master looked over them, a soft sigh escaped him.

‘Everyone, hurry up and get your things together. I want to return to the Mansion before the next time period. Be late, and I’ll leave you behind.’

‘Sure, got it, Blood!’

‘Yeah, the discussions are so boring, we’re sick of them too. Even gatekeeping is more fun than this.’

‘It’s the rules so it can’t be helped…..but I hate things that are boring almost as much pay cuts.’

Each of them saying whatever they pleased, they began to walk. When the girl who had been following at the rear end of them suddenly glanced back across the venue room, she saw that already only Nightmare, Gray and the Clover Tower members remained there.

The dream demon, who had thrown himself half on to a table with an exhausted expression on his pale face was complaining.

‘Ah-…..I was so nervous…..I feel so nauseous….. I’ve had enough of assemblies.’

‘Lord Nightmare…..were you not already throwing up enough blood during the Assembly? …..And you still have to prepare for the next one, too.’

They were likely documents. A pile of white coloured papers in hand, Gray dropped his shoulders and murmured.

‘You must take at least a little more care of your health until the next Assembly…..it won’t be a proper discussion if it keeps getting interrupted each time the event holder starts vomiting blood. I do believe it might be a good idea after all for you to stay at the hospital for a while and get an IV drip…..you need to get some more nutrients at least.’

‘A-An IV drip!? I-I can’t help it, you know- It’s not as if I’m throwing up blood because I want to! If you want me to get nutrients, can’t you do something about that cooking of yours…..u-uugh-‘

The dream demon had been desperately opposed to his subordinate’s harsh advice, but it appeared he had reached the limits of his strength. With the usual loud moan, he collapsed flat onto the table.

‘Lord Nightmare-…..’

This caused a commotion as the Tower employees hurriedly ran about to check on their master’s condition, but it appeared Gray was used to it. Alice could tell from the brisk way he gave out his instructions.

It was normal for Nightmare to be ill, and if Gray was with him, he would be fine. So thinking, as the girl turned around, the all too conspicuous hat, the tall back and the pair of axes were already quite a distance away.

With the people of the Tower and the Castle’s maids between them, the members of the Hatter Mansion had already gone far enough away they were beyond where Alice’s hands could reach them.

However, she could still catch up to them at this distance. With that in mind, Alice sped up a little and chased after them.

She hadn’t brought all that much luggage to the Tower of Clover, but she was looking forward to being able to return to her usual place.

There would surely be nothing better than to get herself ready to leave as soon as possible.

As the group of four turned the corner of the corridor, they disappeared from view. But just as she went to push through the crowd so that she wouldn’t lose sight of them, she heard it.

—Open, the door—

‘…..Huh?’

The whispers that she had heard so many times before now entered her ears.

Even when she turned around, there were only the role-less people that she had overtaken. Doors weren’t things that could speak, they were nothing more than doors.

All the same, her feet ended up coming to a sudden stop.

‘…..…..’

—Open the door—

—You’ll be able to go the place you most want to go—

—Come…..you must open the door—

Alice knew what lay ahead. She had come here right after she had experienced her first move, the first time she had come to the territory known as the Tower of Clover.

‘…..…..’

A twisted and warped staircase. A passageway you could not continue on without ignoring gravity.

And.

The numerous doors it was decorated with. Many doors of different kinds awaited Alice there, stuck to the walls, visible from the sides of the staircase.

‘…..…..’

—Come, open it—

—Let’s go to the place you most want to go—

‘Ah.’

Following the beckoning voices, the girl placed her white hand on one of the doorknobs.

The chilly sensation in the palm of her hand brought her a small sense of reality.

If she were to open the door, Alice could go to a different place. She could reach the place she herself most wanted to go. Although she had no idea what would await her there.

‘…..…..’

Despite having no idea what it was she wanted.

Was it alright to do as she was urged, and open it?

‘…..…..’

She was hesitating. In a situation like this, her hand touching the knob, the only thing left after this being to turn it once.

Even so, she was hesitating.

In spite of all the times she had repeatedly said that Hatter Mansion was the place that she belonged, she wondered what on earth these emotions she couldn’t completely cut away from her were.

—Oh my, Alice. Falling asleep, you’re a troublesome child, you know?’—

For some reason, she felt as if the face of her elegantly laughing older sister had flashed across her mind. Even though she had decided to break away, choosing to remain in this world without returning to her.

Ah, I really don’t know when to just let things go.

If she didn’t want to go, all she had to do was remove her hand from the doorknob. And then it would all be over once she returned to her room, and met up with everyone else. She could return to the place she had decided was where she belonged.

I have to let go and leave this place. Though she told herself that in her heart, as if unseen chains bound her there, her hand could not let go of the doorknob.

‘…..Why?’

I should have already decided that I wanted to remain here.

She had decided herself that she wanted to stay here.

Even so—she was unable to keep herself away from the doors.

The whispering voices were like an invisible thread.

She did not plan on turning the knob. She should not have wanted to open the door.

‘-‘

As if against her own will, Alice’s hand slowly moved. Without letting go, she was turning the doorknob…..in order to take a peek at what was inside.

‘…..No-…..’

She was afraid to see what lay beyond the door. No matter who awaited her there, Alice would lose the place she had now. Even though she knew that, she couldn’t stop herself.

Not wanting to see what was on the other side of the door, she closed her eyes. As she did so, her hand turned the knob, and as it slowly opened towards the girl—

‘Please don’t open it.’

Clunk.

With a small noise, the door was closed.

‘…..Huh?’

The surprised one was Alice, who had been touching the door. When she looked, she could see that a different hand from the one she had gripping the doorknob had closed it.

White gloves extended out from a black overcoat. The presence she felt at her back was one that she knew well.

It wasn’t the fickle and sarcastic master of the Mansion.

It wasn’t the big hearted second in command.

It wasn’t the gatekeepers who had grown larger than her.

‘Peter…?’

‘Don’t open it. Alice, I beg of you…..!’

As he continued to lightly push on the door, the voice of the White Rabbit echoed from behind the girl’s back.

As if to take Alice back from the whispering, enticing doors…..his other arm was around the girl’s waist.

‘…..Why are you here?’

The people of Heart Castle had begun to move at around the same time as those of Hatter Mansion. Especially as they were the kind of people that tended to immediately start gun fights just coming face to face with each other. Because of that, likely in order to minimise contact, separate doors had been built right next to the allotted sections in the venue, so that each of the members of the different territories could enter and exit.

That of course meant that he and Alice, who had come from the block allocated to Hatter Mansion, would have exited in completely different directions.

‘Peter…..how did you-?’

‘I beg of you. Don’t open the door…..please don’t go…..somewhere I can't follow.’

Alice wondered if it was just her imagination that his voice sounded as if he were about to cry. With him hugging her from behind, it wasn’t possible for her to see his face.

Even so, she was certain that the warmth and sense of presence at her back was one that she had felt countless times before now.

‘…..…..’

Badump, badump, Alice’s heart pounded.

The hand that touched her body for some reason felt hot.

She wasn’t sure what kind of effect it had on her.

Before she had realised it, the strength had gone out of her hand…..and at some point she had let go of the door knob.

‘Alice…..’

‘…..Peter…..’

She had been embraced by him many times before. Even when she had come to this world, she had been made to jump into the hole with him still carrying her.

Each time up until now, she had been able to shake free of him saying, ‘Let me go already’, but right now she was unable to do so.

‘…..…..’

She remembered.

Peter, saying that he didn’t like the doors in the Forest for leading Alice astray.

Peter, covered in wounds, but even so holding a gun aloft in one hand, attacking the enemy.

Peter, saying that food had no taste at all.

Alice, he had said.

Peter, smiling as he called her, as if saying her name was happiness itself to him.

Something was wrong with her.

Even though it was strange for her head to be full of thoughts of him.

She wondered why…..being unable to shake him off felt so comfortable.

‘Um…..Peter, this…..’

They couldn’t continue to stay as they were for long. They were friends, but the territories they lived in were enemies.

She wasn’t sure how well his stalker-ish behaviour was known to those around them, but being embraced like this in a place where there was no sign of anyone else would invite misunderstandings.

Though she knew that in her head…..she couldn’t push him away.

The arm that gently embraced her was warm and strong, and she could not speak.

‘Just as I thought…..it’s impossible.’

‘Huh?’

‘I had thought that if it was what you wanted, it couldn’t be helped if you were to continue to stay forever with that detestable man but…..it’s impossible. I cannot allow things to continue on like this.’

Tightly.

The arm around Alice’s waist tightened more and more, bringing her closer.

Still unable to turn around, what kind of expression he had on his face right now…..she was unable to imagine it.

‘I cannot return you to Hatter Mansion.’

‘…..What, are you saying…..’

‘There is still hesitation within you.’

Perhaps because Alice had let go of the door. He moved the hand that had been holding the door closed and quietly…..touched her chest.

The white gloved hand laid itself over the left side of her chest.

‘-‘

She felt her heart jump even further at the sensation. However, she did not try and struggle.

Because she knew what Peter was trying to touch was the heart inside her chest, beating even now.

Even so, that she was so unguarded at being touched by him surprised even her.

‘Peter…’

‘Perhaps the move has caused it. The country itself has become unstable, it must have had an ill effect on you.’

Alice.

In her ear, a husky sounding voice called her name.

His voice that she had heard any number of times. Lips that had said her name many times before.

However—this was likely the first time the sound of it had penetrated so deeply into her heart.

Even on the night she had been attacked, the voice that had called out to her had been gentle but…..now, it felt different.

—Why do you call out to me in a voice like that?—

Questions rose up inside her chest. She wondered if he was able to hear them from her heart beat, though she knew even the thought was absurd. Despite the fact she was not calm at all…..the strength of the hand touching her caused her to be unable to fight back.

‘I beg of you. Please, come to Heart Castle. I’ll protect you forever…..If it’s for the sake of your happiness, I’ll always, always continue to protect you.’

‘…..…..’

Alice had never received such a sincere confession from anyone before.

Especially in Peter’s case, though a lot of what he said began with ‘I love you’, he had probably never once so earnestly asked anything of her.

She had never…..heard such a strained sounding voice before, as if he were holding back tears.

And, for her to feel happy at hearing it…..there was no way that could be.

‘Peter.’

Though she still didn’t know what his true intentions were, it was impossible for heart not to waver at hearing a request conveyed with the utmost of sincerity.

The hand that had guided her when she had come to this world, would she be allowed to follow along to where it led her?

‘…..But, I’m sorry.’

What came into her mind was the face of her sister, smiling even now, in the world she had decided to turn her back on.

‘…..I can’t. …..Please understand, Peter.’

Ever since the move to the Country of Clover, no, ever since she had been in the Country of Hearts, he had invited her to the Castle again and again.

Although she did feel somewhat apologetic over only being able to repeat the same answer as before, Alice was not lying. There was no way she could say it.

She did not think that Hatter Mansion was so above all others as a place to live. To say nothing of the fact that she did not necessarily dislike the idea of going to Heart Castle.

It was just, as someone who had left the place she originally was supposed to be, having been pulled into another world…..she objected to moving from the Mansion, which she had already decided was where she belonged.

To abandon her family once again…..there was no way she could forgive herself for doing something that was the same as turning her back on the place that had accepted her.

‘You must know already…..Hatter Mansion is my home…..so I can’t move to the Castle.’

Despite trying to speak in a purposely light tone, halfway through she seemed to have trouble getting the words out.

They were dangerous, members of the Mafia and sometimes absurd…..but each one of the people that lived in the Mansion were important family to Alice.

Even if, as Peter had said, she was unstable, she couldn’t change her place of residence so easily.

‘…..I’m sorry, Peter. But, I’m fine-…..’

‘No.‘

The White Rabbit decisively cut Alice off, rejecting what she had been about to say.

Alice was surprised to hear him dismiss her words so firmly.

It wasn’t rare for him to not hear what she was saying at all, but until now he had never once so decisively vetoed her.

‘No. Knowing that you’ll lose your way again…..I cannot leave you with the likes of Blood Dupre-’

‘…..…..-’

The arm around her waist drew away, and she was able to turn around to face him head on.

The red eyes in front of her as she looked up at them had not been crying at all.

However—Peter was now looking at her with a conviction Alice had not seen from him before.

With that clear red gaze, beautiful and free of any impurity.

‘If it was about anything else, I would not mind…..I want to grant all your wishes. But, this is the only thing I cannot yield on. Even if…..you refuse to come to Heart Castle, I will take you home with me.’

‘…..…..’

‘I despise that man too but…..I cannot let the likes of a ghost steal you away.’

If it will make you happy—I will do anything.

So saying as if to tell himself that, it did not appear the White Rabbit had any intention of listening to anything else Alice had to say. Grabbing the girl’s hand, he began to walk.

‘Peter…!’

‘…..…..’

Though she called out to him as she walked behind, he did not turn around.

There was no way he could not hear her at this distance. He had never once before purposely ignored Alice’s voice.

That he would try to take her with him, even if it meant ignoring what Alice said-

‘…..Wait, I’ve haven’t yet decided…..that I’ll go to Heart Castle -‘

‘…..…..’

The White Rabbit did not turn around at her appeal. The misgivings inside Alice only grew further.

What was it that was making him go this far?

That it was something she had done that had spurred him to action was without a doubt. But what was it he could so firmly not allow?

Being led astray by the doors was not something out of the ordinary for her. Although the people of Hatter Mansion had warned her any number of times before now about the doors, they had not gone so far as to ignore Alice’s will to take her back from them.

Perhaps it was because they knew that Alice’s home was with them at the Mansion.

‘…..…..’

His territory was Heart Castle. Obviously, it was a different place from the Mansion that Alice continued to reside at.

Simply changing her place of residence would not cause Alice’s heart to change. Even though he ought to have known that from all their interactions up until now.

Peter and the people of Hatter Mansion were different.

They surely believed. That no matter how much Alice were to lose her way, in the end the place she would return home to would be their own territory, and nowhere else.

Peter, who resided elsewhere, was unable to have that same peace of mind. That was likely why he so greatly wanted to have Alice someplace near him.

Do I really have the kind of value to make you so anxious?

The things Peter said and did were always out of the ordinary. Even so, she knew that he would never do anything that would bring harm to her.

As she gazed at the hand tugging her along, Alice hesitated as to what to do.

‘…..…..’

Clack clack, their footsteps echoed against the hard floor.

The situation was the same as when he had invited her to the Castle from the completely green Forest once before.

The White Rabbit pulling the girl by the hand, taking Alice with him as he led her outside.

However, this was the first time Peter had taken Alice somewhere, without turning to look back.

***

‘Peter…-‘

Once they had left the room of clamouring doors, the White Rabbit at last turned around to face Alice.

However, the expression on his face was much more stern than she had imagined. It was not necessarily like the one the master of the Mansion had when he was displeased, but still she found she could not speak.

The red gaze that should have always looked at her happily, was now wavering somewhat uncertainly.

‘I thought that I could put up with it. If you, wanted to stay at that Mansion…..if that was the best choice to you…..I had thought that I would be alright with that.’

‘…..…..’

The white hand traced her cheek. Gently, as if to confirm she was still there, or perhaps timidly, as if he were handling something fragile.

The hand that had, just before, so firmly held onto her without slackening for even a moment, now felt terribly frail…..and that took away Alice’s resistance.

If he was being this way on purpose, he would have to be the best of actors. The most talented of them would be no match for him for sure.

However, from all their interactions up until now Alice knew. He was not the kind of Rabbit to use such petty tricks on her.

The hand that belonged to this pushy, self-centered Rabbit always…..acted so as to bring Alice happiness. Although, it wasn’t unusual for what Peter thought was happiness for Alice to not be the same as what she herself wanted.

‘I don’t want to leave you on your own when you’re unstable. Because I love you.’

‘…..…..’

‘Because I love you, I want to make you happy. If you can become happy by staying in this world, I—’

He stopped in the middle of speaking.

The red eyes that had been tinged with emotion just a moment ago all of a sudden looked cold.

In an instant, the face of the man who had said he was Alice’s White Rabbit returned to the expression of one of those with power in this world.

‘…..Good grief. You really do nothing but get in my way.’

‘That would be my line, Prime Minister. I will have to ask you not to interfere unnecessarily with one of my Mansion’s people. It is most disagreeable.’

Hearing the voice not even trying to hide his hostility, Alice’s expression shifted nervously.

Below them, on the staircase that extended down in the direction they had just been about to go, was a black shadow. It would have been difficult to judge who it was just based on the colour of his suit, but it was obvious once you saw the hat he wore on his head.

Hands enveloped in gloves that were a contrasting colour to the ones the White Rabbit wore swung his decorated cane once.

Alice hadn’t noticed at all how close he had come to them.

The Hatter, Blood Dupre.

She didn’t even need to see the green gaze that looked out from beneath the large hat brim. Alice could feel on her skin that Blood’s mood was at its most dangerous level.

‘Disagreeable? That is exactly what I think of you…..Allowing Alice to go all on her own to the doors, you are absolutely useless.’

Tightly.

The pressure of the hand holding hers increased in intensity. Perhaps it was just her imagination that the feeling of it made the inside of her chest feel somehow hot.

‘I will look after Alice at Heart Castle. I cannot leave her to you.’

‘Hoh…..In other words, you plan on declaring war, I take it. Is that right, Prime Minister?’

The Hatter’s expression had not changed hearing Peter’s icily spoken words. Rather, the sneering smile on his face only further deepened, as he pointed the tip of the cane he held at the White Rabbit.

‘-‘

She had seen how intimidating his weapon was firsthand, during the attack not so long ago. She was not sure of the exact difference in power between the two of them as role holders. However, if a gun fight were to begin in a place like this, it would surely not end well. Situation-wise it would be worse than the one from before. Back then, they had been on a back road where not many people came, but right now they were in Clover Tower. It would cause a huge ruckus if a mainstay of Heart Castle and the head of Hatter Mansion were to get into a gunfight.

And also—Peter and Blood both were the kind of people that tended to ignore the constraints of the rules if necessary. The pact to not fight thrown to the side, a feeling of high tension ran through the vicinity, they seemed about to start shooting any moment now.

‘…..…..’

Alice’s place was at Hatter Mansion. This was the point where she should throw off the White Rabbit’s hand and go to Blood. The current situation would probably settle once she made the decision of her own volition. Because Peter likely would not pull the trigger with Alice there.

All the same…..for some reason, Alice was unable to throw off the hand that held hers.

‘…..Blood…..’

At the very least, she had to avoid a situation that ended with the two of them fighting here. Even though she knew that, unable to move, Alice spoke his name in a faint sounding voice.

‘…..…..’

Seeing her, she wondered what the fickle Hatter had thought.

The dangerous aura around him subsiding somewhat, he lowered his raised arm.

However, the sharpness of his gaze did not change. He looked up at Alice with eyes that seemed to pierce through her.

‘The place where you belong…..you understand where that is, don’t you, Alice?’

‘…..Yes.’

Her role, and her position.

The one to give them to her had been this man.

Even if the truth was he had done it out of simple curiosity at the beginning, the fact that his interest had become a deep affection…..it was the same on Alice’s part, as well.

‘I know. My home is Hatter Mansion.’

Her answer was immediate. There should have been no hesitation when she spoke of the decision she had made long ago.

‘…..Alice.’

However, the words to respond to that voice were something Alice did not have. Realising that the White Rabbit’s face had slightly twisted at hearing her answer so decisively, she pretended that she had not noticed. If she looked at him, she had a premonition that…..there was something inside of her that would change.

It seemed likely that the Hatter on the staircase below them had not overlooked a single bit of Alice’s answer, or of Peter’s reaction to it. He sighed as if exasperated and shrugged his shoulders.

‘I see. Then, I don’t suppose it is so out of the ordinary for a young lady like yourself to spend time away from home occasionally…..do as you please.’

‘What?’

‘If you were staying over without permission, then as head of the household, and as a friend, I should stop you but…..if you understand that well, I said I do not mind you staying temporarily at Heart Castle. Young lady.’

As he chuckled, the smiling expression on his face was that of the usual lethargic Hatter.

However, the feeling of intimidation throughout her entire body had not abated even a little. She was even a little more unnerved instead.

‘Lord Peter White.’

Whoosh.

The tip of the cane slicing through the empty air made a sound as it was pointed once again at the White Rabbit.

‘Temporary thought it maybe, I am entrusting you with my important young lady. You understand what that means, don’t you?’

A soft sounding tone.

In a voice that while languid, even sounded gentle.

‘I thought I should at least warn you. If even a single hair on her head is hurt while she is with you, prepare yourself. I hate doing things that are bothersome, but I will not willingly overlook one of my people getting hurt. I will destroy that tacky Castle you live in without leaving a trace. Not even a single piece of ash will remain.’

The smile he directed towards the White Rabbit was perfect yet full of menace at the same time.

Although it was not aimed directly at her, Alice couldn’t even move.

Alice had never seen Blood threatening someone in so obvious a way before. He was the kind of man that usually kept up his lethargic demeanor even in times that called for being intimidating.

However, simultaneously a feeling of anxiety sprang up inside of Alice.

That perhaps he would come to think of her as someone he did not need even if she were to go away—that kind of selfish anxiety.

Though she had felt relieved at being stopped, now she was self-absorbedly thinking that maybe he was getting rid of her.

‘Blood..’

She only called his name, but she couldn’t completely erase her anxiety. The intuitive Blood had likely guessed her thoughts.

The Hatter chuckled as if his mood had improved somewhat and smacked his cane into the palm of his own hand.

‘My my…..How worried you look, don’t tell me you want me to take you back straight away, young lady? I don’t mind if that’s the case, if you say that’s what you want but…..a chance to stay at Heart Castle might not come again. I think it’s not such a bad idea for a change of pace. At the very least…..there is far less chance of meeting guests with worse manners than the Prime Minister.’

‘…..Ah…..’

Hearing what he had said, Alice’s eyes widened as she realised.

Memories of the attacks that had occurred one after the other in the vicinity of Clover Tower came into her mind.

The one to tell her that Assemblies were conducted during periods of instability was this man.

She had never been told the details of what Blood and the others did on a daily basis as members of the Mafia. Bombing incidents aside, it was likely the fighting with other organisations would intensify during this Assembly period.

However, put another way, this dispute was against them as the Hatter Family. It was a different thing from the conflicts he was involved in over land as a territory leader.

This man probably meant to put an end to the dispute while Alice was away from the Mansion.

It was by no means because he was making light of Alice, or because he had gotten tired of her.

Rather—he was looking after her in his own way, so that she would not end up being dragged into the fight between Mafia. Having realised that, the expression on Alice’s face softened as she smiled.

‘You…..really aren’t an honest person, are you.’

She knew that he was the kind of person that liked making himself look worse than he was, not wanting to show the effort that he put into things. Even though in a time like this she would have liked to have been able to straightforwardly say thank you…..being so indulgent to those he trusted was very like him. Though she thought he was a troublesome man for never wanting to be upfront about it, her smile still did not disappear.

Truth be told…..Alice herself was also a little worried at being parted from Peter while he was still so full of anxiety. She was unable to think about changing her place of residence, but leaving him on his own concerned her.

Even if she were to return to the Mansion at this point in time, she would likely end up going to Heart Castle again and again feeling the way she did right now.

He had said that Alice was unstable, but the White Rabbit had also been acting strange himself recently. The way he had begun showing up at Hatter Mansion so brazenly was part of it, but his overprotectiveness since seeing her at the doors in the Forest was far and beyond.

If.

If she could take away at least a little of his anxiety by remaining close to him…..she thought that it might be a good idea to stay by his side until he calmed down.

‘…..…..’

And also, so long as Peter held her hand, Alice would not lose her way. While she didn’t have definite proof, she was certain of it. After looking up at the White Rabbit as he drew her closer, and smiling at the Hatter on the staircase below, it appeared Blood had picked up on the general gist of things. With the usual cynical smile on his face, he made a show of shrugging his shoulders.

‘It goes without saying but….. if you find yourself missing our tea parties together, I won’t mind you coming home whenever you want, you know? In the end, this is just a temporary whim after all. I’ll come for you whenever I feel like having a tea party together, so keep that in mind.’

‘What foolishness…..as if I would ever willingly hand her over to you.’

It appeared that the man’s mood had worsened yet again as the White Rabbit, who had up until now maintained his silence, interjected, but he made no threats like he had just before.

He shrugged his shoulders as if fed up, and leisurely turned his back on them.

‘Well then, see you later, Alice. When you return, I shall welcome you with the highest quality of teas.’

‘…..Yes…..’

Thank you.

She said a small thank you inside her heart. However, he was not the dream demon of Clover Tower. Though he did not have the power to read minds, perhaps because he had sensed Alice’s feelings, he turned around once and smiled.

And then, in an instant, the wry smile was written over with a different expression.

‘Prime Minister. Don’t forget what I have told you…..alright?’

‘Hah-…..I would prefer to forget as soon as possible that I ever had a conversation with the likes of you. Hurry up and return to your own territory.’

‘…..Hmph.’

After sparks of tension crackled between the two role holders, the conversation ended there. As Alice saw off the silhouette moving further into the distance, Peter took her hand and once again began to walk.

‘Come, Alice. Let us go to the Castle.’

‘…..…..’

‘It’s alright. I will be with you all the way…..I will not allow the doors to lead you astray. You needn’t worry at all.’

The red eyes straightforwardly reflected Alice in them as he smiled softly.

‘…..It won’t be forever, don’t forget that this is just temporary, will you? Without the permission of my household head, I won’t be able to stay permanently.’

The concerned sounding words made her feel ticklish.

She was the one who was worried about him, but he was acting as if it were the other way around. Thinking that, she tilted her head, but the White Rabbit suddenly brought his face close to hers with great energy.

‘You needn’t be so considerate of a man like that! I want to be with you always, forever, and at all times-!‘

Alice felt relieved seeing him make his impassioned speech.

She knew this version of Peter very well. His usual stalker-ish, one-sided way of speaking was something she was completely familiar with.

‘I’m sure I told you before, that place is where my job is. Don’t insult it, please.’

‘Alice.’

‘I don’t plan on being ungrateful.’

She could never treat the place that had given her a job and a place to belong as if it didn’t matter. Because no matter how much time had passed, the fact that Hatter Mansion was an important place to Alice would not change.

Perhaps sensing the firmness in Alice’s words, Peter once more tried to argue, but appeared to settle as she glared at him sharply. His white ears began to droop forlornly.

‘Your answer, Peter?’

‘…..I understand. I’m a clever rabbit, so I won’t say anything that will trouble you.’

‘Very good.’

As Alice gave an exaggerated nod, the expression on the White Rabbit’s face changed suddenly.

‘Hey, Alice…..your stay at the Castle may be only for a time. But, please do not forget at least this.’

He spoke softly, his lips close to her ear.

Not the scent of roses that she often felt in the place she was accustomed to, but a different presence enveloped Alice.

‘Peter?’

‘No matter where you are or when, to be your guide is a role that belongs only to me. I will not give that over to anyone else.’

And then, feeling something warm touch her cheek, Alice started in surprise.

‘P-Peter!?’

She should already be used to Peter’s over-the-top skinship…..so why was it she felt so thrown off balance at just the feel of his lips touching her cheek? …..Alice was surprised herself hearing the almost squeak that came out of her mouth.

The first time they met, he had made her drink medicine through his mouth. Compared to that, it was rather a cute form of contact, nothing more.

As she looked up at the red eyes in a fluster, Peter was laughing.

‘That is why, I will guide you, so that you can become happy—Come, please follow me.’

In all likelihood, he would never show this kind of expression in front of anyone else. Not to anyone at Heart Castle, or anyone from another territory.

The only time he would smile this way was when Alice was before him.

‘Peter.’

Why did he look at her that way?

He should have known better than anyone that Alice was just an Outsider.

This hand was always the one to guide her.

Unable to oppose it, Alice let it take her where it would.

To be continued……

#heart no kuni no alice #hnkna #translation #otome game #alice in the country of clover

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