#umm so did i cook w this one

[mylove-thresher]

guys hey guys wake up magical girl fugo is here second post of the day guys hello magical girl fugo is here guys i am going insane

i am fighting against my sanity rn how did i pump out two drawings in like an hour. at 3 am.

close ups w better quality are under cut 😔

[kumasakka]

Hiiii! Your writing about manager kim was amazing! Can you do one for Jincheol park? Like when he get jealous or anything you want I don't mind.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐗 ! ❞

⋆.˚ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. jincheol park x reader .

⋆.˚ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. when your husband finds out that the lunchbox made by your beloved daughter wasn't for him but for some other bastard .

⋆.˚ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. ~1.3k words .

⋆.˚ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. fluff. f!readers. established relationship between you and jincheol. manager kim x my life as a loser crossover kinda. spoiler for my life as a loser kinda ! safe for minors! crappy writing. jincheol and dabin may seem ooc. this is the jincheol-father jealousy. jincheol gets beat up with a candle like mentioned in the manhwa of my life as a loser.

　“MOM, how do I make a lunchbox?”

It wasn't an exaggeration when it was said that you dropped everything you held in your hands. Because as soon as those words left the lips of your daughter you couldn't help but gasp in shock and dropped the remote you were holding in your hands, now turning to your one and only daughter. Your daughter that was well — sometimes you wondered how she survived in this world.

"What's wrong, dear? Are you sick?" you stood up, concerned as you held her arm and measured her temperature with your other free hand.

"N-No!" Dabin groaned as she removed your hands from your face. "And what outfit should I wear to the library?! What do people wear in the library?"

You breathed out, needing a moment to regain yourself from the shock. What did she say? Library? She even knows what that is? "Dabin, dear... What's wrong? Is someone bullying you?" you asked worriedly, trying to get close to her to search for bruises or anything else, only for her to stop you by putting her hands on top of your shoulder, shaking her head hastily.

"Please mom! It's important. Teach me how to make a delicious lunchbox!" she cried out.

With that, your eyes wandered down to her hands, noticing how many plasters and bandages were wrapped around her fingers. "How many times did you accidentally cut your fingers?" you asked as you took her wrist to look at her hands closely. "You sure, you aren't going to die by blood loss? you asked once again, your face serious even though whatever you said was silly.

"Ugh.. Nevermind." she gave up and was about to leave, but you didn't let go of her wrist yet.

"Who said I wouldn't teach you?" you chuckled at the sight of her eyes lighting up.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're the best, mom!"

"Wrong! That not how you cut the chicken." you sighed out, watching her nth attempt to cut something. "You're hopeless..."

"Mom, you're not helping." she deadpanned and tried to... whatever she was doing with the chicken.

"Come on, I'll cut the chicken for you and you're going to season it?" to be honest you were a little tired after trying her to teach something, yet she failed miserably and now that you're at the last step, you made your life easier so you wouldn't need to stand another hour in the kitchen.

"Dabin." you called her name out, removing the chicken tendon before continuing to cut it into smaller pieces while she was finding her ways out with the spices and humming as response. "How come you aren't cooking for your father? He'd be overjoyed if you cooked something for him for the first time."

"I umm..." she trailed off, placing the spices down to the counter again, "it's for someone special this time..."

"Oh yes?" you raised an eyebrow at that. "Seems like you're in love."

"W-What?!" she blinked, blood rushing up to her cheeks as she bashfully mixed some spices together, not even knowing what she mixed up together. "H-How would you know?!"

"I'm your mother." you sighed and looked at your daughter. "Who is the lucky guy."

"No one..." she whispered meekly and took the cuttingboard to marinate the chicken, expecting you to urge her to answer.

"Tell me if you're ready then." but you didn't.

"What?!" her eyes widened, the last chicken dropped into the seasoning, splashing her shirt. "Y-You don't wanna know?"

"I am dying to know." you smiled, "sadly, you're at an age where you would hide most of the things like your first crush."

Dabin pouted at that, looking like a sad puppy to you. "I-I'll tell you soon." she said and began to mix the chicken with her hand. "Ew..! It feels so weird!" she complained, making you chuckle as response. She'll get used to it one day, you hope. You rolled up your sleeves and helped her to wash the dishes, a little smile growing on your lips, getting reminded at your youthful days.

"Your father will cry if he finds out." she flinched at that.

"I will cook him something when I'm better at this!"

CRASH !

At the sound of something breaking, you couldn't help but flinch, immediately standing up to make your way to the living room. Just to see your husband stand in the middle of the room, holding a lunchbox in his hands with a little note attached to it. "[n-name]..." he stuttered, turning himself to your direction as he didn't waste a second to come closer. "Is this... what I think this is." he said and blinked. What is this.

"You read it. »Do not touch!«." you read out the note and chuckled, seeing how your husband almost dropped the lunchbox, if it weren't for you, by falling to his knees dramatically.

"W-Who is this for?!" he jumped up again, shocking you a bit as he held onto your shoulders to prevent you from falling. "This isn't for me! Dabin..! Who is harassing her?!"

The moment he stepped away from you to set a step into your daughter's room, you held onto his shoulder, shaking your head. "You're staying here, mister." you furrowed your eyebrows, feeling the tension under your grip. "Or else I'll beat you up if you interrupt Dabin from bringing this lunchbox to your in-law!" you felt your own flame firing up, knowing well that he was bursting in anger.

Quickly — your hand grabbed onto the nearest object in your reach which was an candle before swinging the very candle against the back of your husband, making him cover himself even though it didn't even really hurt. "She's in puberty, Jincheol! But that doesn't mean she'll have it with every boy!" every word was one slap with the candle without missing a single beat. "Calm down, yeah?!"

"[name], you should also calm down!" he yelled and winced as you didn't stop.

"Jincheol..." you breathed out, placing the candle to the side again while also taking the lunchbox into your hands, "I know you're worried since she's growing up and probably will leave her parents in the back of her mind—"

"B-But!—"

"No buts." you huffed, put the lunchbox back to it's original place, "you should be lucky she isn't as wild as you were once a teenager."

"You can't compare!"

"I can."

The discussion ended with you having the last word before he threw the white flag up, grieving as he bit down on the same white flag he was holding onto. "This is not fair..." his voice was muffled by the piece of cloth in his mouth. "I should've been the first... We should've been the first to taste of her delicious cooking! This isn't fair at all! Who's that bastard? I'll hunt him down."

"Stop." you sighed out once again, folding your arms, "or else I'll beat you up again with the candle."

"Please don't..." he begged weakly, life drained his face while collapsing to the floor with no life energy left.

"Better stay down like this." a smile made it's way to your lips and you walked into the kitchen again, "I'll even make something delicious, alright?"

This made up his mood and the atmosphere in the room, immediately standing up while shining brightly full of life, quickly following you into the kitchen. "Yes, wife! I love you so much! What would I do without you?" he asked, proudly puffing his chest as he stood behind you to watch you preparing lunch for the two of you. After all, Dabin will eat with her secret boyfriend, right?

"Hey, how fast did you change your shirt?" your eyes gazed at the personal made shirt.

"What do you mean?" he asked, flexing his muscles in the »I love my wife« shirt.

"Nevermind..."

© 2024 kumasakka — do not plagiarize , copy , modify , translate our work !

a/n's note — this is probably first and last time writing for jincheol even though I had fun... I'm sorry if this isn't what you expected when you requested jealousy but nothing came into my mind !!! did I seriously read manager kim and my life as a loser to write oneshots for kim and jincheol? yes. yes, I did.

[cherricola-star]

Pizza delivery boy Bangchan

Oh no it seems like you're a couple dollars short how are you going to pay for it?

One-shot, not proofread, reupload because I'm dumb and fucked up the polls, no tags yet

It's been a long day, a long grueling day which means cooking is off the table and honestly out of thought. It's also Saturday which means you don't have anything to do the next day so you can do whatever you want and not have to worry about the consequences of whatever you did the night prior.

There's choices on the delivery app that you're using but you really aren't feeling any of them as you scroll through the app. Chinese, Sushi, Indian, burgers they're all so boring. You continue to scroll until you see a new pizza delivery place DOMINO, not Dominos but DOMINO and you're a bit confused. How do they work out copyright laws? Regardless, you decide to check out the new store and scroll through their menu. It's a Korean pizza place with pizza toppings you've never thought to try before and other foods that interest you. You decide to play it safe and order a pizza that's somewhat similar to the ones you've had in the past with new add-ons.

You select the delivery option too lazy to actually go out and get it yourself and pay your fee. A wait time of 10-15 minutes is given so in the meantime you decide to get your stuff together to watch a series while you wait.

While you wait you decide to change into something more comfortable since you honestly were going to just pass out after eating so might as well just prepare for the inevitable.

As the minutes go by you've already changed and got a new show playing while you wait on your food.

*DING*

You get up from your space on your couch once you hear the sound of your doorbell assuming it's your pizza. You unlock the door ready to receive your pizza, not ready for the absolute beauty in front of you.

“Hey…Pizza delivery for uhh…,” he checks the top of the box for your name”Y/N?”

“Yeah that's me.” You awkwardly respond. You most definitely were not prepared for this man at all and if you had the slightest idea he would be coming you would have put on nicer nightwear.

You take the pizza from his hands and check to see if it's what you'd ordered and it's not, not at all actually in fact, it looks like someone else's order.

“Hey umm this isn't my order.” You look up at him. He flushes and checks his delivery tablet that you just noticed was strapped to his arm.

“Oh my God I'm so sorry. There's like 3 orders that I have with the same first name that's definitely my fault. I can go run down and get you yours.”

You nod your head in agreement and give him back the pizza and watch him rush to go and get the correct order.

He comes back to your door handing you the correct pizza, you checked that it was, and hummed in satisfaction.

“How much do I owe you?” You question him

“You can call me Chan and the pizza is gonna be $52.76,”

You're jaw drops, $52 for a fucking pizza?!? That's like not even bigger than 7 inches wide?!?

You have to ask him out of genuine disbelief if this is true.

“Are you being for real?” You hawk at him and he nods before responding “I know the delivery app doesn't show it but if you look it up it's a Michelin star restaurant. We just started doing deliveries so the app hasn't really uhh…updated I guess? Our marketing team is still working on it.”

You're actually shocked. Had you known it was a Michelin star restaurant you would have immediately rescinded that order and got regular pizza. Regardless you only had $38 including tip and that means you were short. $14.76 short to be specific.

“I'm well I wasn't aware that your restaurant was so important and I'm so sorry to say that I only have $38…” You look at him through your lashes genuinely not sure what to do. “You can take the $38 and the pizza back. I really can't make it up unless you want me to run down the street to the closest ATM.”

He gives you a good look and lets out a breath of laughter. “I mean there is one way you could make up for it.” You look at him in surprise, ”Seriously?”

He nods his head “I just need one thing from you and don't feel pressured from it alright?”

You agree and he responds positively. “Give me a kiss?” A kiss? He wants a kiss? Well it's not like you're uncomfortable with the idea he is extremely cute and if it gets you a $14 discount who are you to deny it. “I'll give you a kiss.”

He steps into your home and moves his hands to take the pizza from you and put it on a bear by table. He then holds the back of your head and pulls you in for a quick kiss which then turns into multiple kisses and then evolved into longer desperate wet kisses. You both pull away to catch your breaths. “You know.. you're the first client I've ever wanted to do this with,” he says between breaths. You reconnect for a quick kiss before he moves to your ear to whisper “I can make this pizza worth everything and more if you trust me.”

You look in his eyes and give him the okay to do whatever he wants.

“Show me your bedroom.”

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So so sorry babes I fucked up the poll so I had to reset it so here it is again.

[graysturns]

𝕓𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕣 | 𝕔.𝕤.

notes: oh shit another one! i’m in a good mood today oops

warnings: no smut sorry just chris w the rizz

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i sat at a booth at the far end of the restaurant, polishing and rolling silverware into neat little bundles. it had been two hours since anyone had come in, so i sent the cook home. i could handle it on my own, the diner had been in my family for years and i basically grew up there. not that there was anything to handle, the floors were mopped, grill cleaned, and now, silverware rolled. but still, someone had to stay behind, just in case.

i was gazing at the sunset through the large glass windows, when i heard the bell above the door ringing. my head shot up and i locked eyes with a beautiful, beautiful man.

i stood up, patting my hands on my ridiculous waitress apron, and approached him with my customer service smile. "hey there, welcome in! just one dining in today?" i greeted him.

"yep.." he spoke awkwardly, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"would you like to sit at a booth or have a seat at the bar?" i grabbed a menu and a set of silverware from behind the counter.

"the bar is fine, thank you," he took a seat on the spinny stool.

"alrighty then, there's the menu for you, my name is (y/n) if you need anything, and i can go grab you a drink while you take a look at that. what would you like?"

"umm.." he flipped over the laminated sheet. "i'll have a chocolate shake please, extra cherries.

"perfect! i'll be back in a minute" i spun around and headed back to the kitchen, secretly annoyed that i had to pull out the blender, and ice cream, and etc. etc.. but alas, doing something was better than nothing. i hurriedly prepared the milkshake, topping it with whipped cream, then some rainbow sprinkles. i made sure to add five or six cherries on top, then adding some extra whipped cream, just because.

i hurried back to the counter, placing his milkshake before him, and popping a bright pink straw into his drink.

"pink?" he raised an eyebrow at me. i felt a shift in his demeanor.

"yes, pink?" i raised one back.

"do i seem like the kinda guy who likes pink?" he smirked a little.

"it's just pink, doesn't mean anything. i grabbed a random straw sweetie, i'll change it out for you, sorry about that," i reached for the straw.

"no no no," he brought the shake closer to him. "my bad sweetie, i thought you were trying to say something, but that's okay, i actually do like pink."

i gave him a puzzled look. "i'm sorry sir, i didn't mean to offend you, i work in a diner, we call everyone sweetie here, that's how we get old guys to tip big. as for the straw, i'll just let you pick what color you want next time."

he focused on his shake, sipping slowly for a second, before looking up at me, licking his lips.

"i'm not offended sweetie, i kinda like it," he laughs. "i apologize if we got off on the wrong foot, i'm not trying to be rude, or weird or anything, i'm just really bad at flirting."

i let out a sigh "-gosh you scared me! i thought you were gonna murder me or something because i'm all alone in this diner! man, you're terrible you know that?" i giggled.

he looked very amused. "how do you know i'm not a murderer? you can't let people know you're all alone here, as pretty as you are. that's dangerous." focusing back on his shake.

"i'm gonna choose to trust you today, i have nothing better to do. anyways, have you decided what you want to order?"

he pays attention to the laminated sheet once more, then looks up at me. "what's good here?"

i roll my eyes.

"what? did i say something wrong?" he's chewing on his straw.

"that's just like, the most annoying thing you could ever say to a waitress but, again i have nothing better to do." i grab the sheet from his hand and point out a couple things.

"if you're in the mood for breakfast food, the biscuits and gravy are good, if you like that sorta thing, our pancakes too, and my personal favorite is the french toast with a caramelized peach topping, but that takes some time if you're in a rush.." he's staring at me. "sorry I'm rambling, there's so much to choose from!"

"no don't worry about it, I'm enjoying listening to you talk. but no, i'm not in a breakfast kinda mood, sorry. you can keep going, if you'd like,"

i feel a blush creep onto my cheeks.

"..okay let's see here. for dinner, we've got our classic american burger, comes with your choice of fries or onion rings?"

"hmm.. no i'm not feeling a burger at the moment."

"how about a sandwich? we've got grilled cheese, turkey club, BLT, maybe a philly cheesesteak?"

he shakes his head no, so i keep going.

"fried chicken? or a salad? we've also got country fried steak."

"i think it's called chicken fried steak, sweetie." he smirked.

"mmm no actually, it's a country fried steak."

"no it's a chicken fried steak, because it's steak, fried like chicken."

"you know what, i don't even care, that's what you're eating, since you can't make up your mind. alright sweetie?"

"alright." more smirking.

"that comes with a side, what do you want?"

"what are my options?" he licks his lips again, eyeing me up and down.

"eyes up here, sir." i point to my face.

"you can do mashed potatoes, green beans, or a baked mac and cheese."

"i'll get the mashed potatoes, thank you sweetie." he says it without an attitude this time.

"okay great, give me a few minutes and i'll have that right out for you, okay?"

"okay," he replies as i hurry back to the kitchen, pulling out all the ingredients for his meal.

as i'm finishing up, i hear the bell chime again, indicating someone has either left or entered the diner.

i peek out the swinging kitchen door and see the man's seat empty. i hoped he didn't leave just as i was finishing preparing his meal.

i plate up the potatoes, then the steak, and smother it in gravy, then walk out to the counter, carefully setting his plate down where he was sat, then sitting on my stool the opposite side.

suddenly, he walks back in, running a hand through his hair.

"hey sweetie! sorry i didn't mean to make you think i left without paying. my brother was just calling to see where i was, so i stepped outside for a moment."

"that's alright, your foods out, and you know, we don't have to keep calling each other sweetie, you know my name, just tell me yours. "

"no i like it this way, it's nicer.” he takes a seat, grabbing his fork and knife, digging in.

"wow y/n this is amazing! normally i don't like this sort of food but wow, you really outdid yourself."

"oh hush, i just had to throw it in the fryer, don't give me the credit." i beamed at him.

"but i do have to clean up, so i'll see you in a bit, enjoy your meal." i winked at him.

"no, please. stay here, i don't like to eat alone. and i like the conversation."

"i really should go clean up-"

"miss (y/n), just a little company please?"

i can't say no to those eyes. "okay fine, i'll sit with you" i reply to him, returning to my seat on the stool.

"good. thanks, babe."

"so it's babe now?" i raised a brow at him.

"we'll play around with it, see what we like more." he takes another bite.

"you're a dork, you know that?"

"i can be your dork," he smiled at me some more.

"that was so corny, don't do that ever again. please, i'm going to vomit."

"ew, babe i'm eating. you shouldn't talk about vomit. it isn't very ladylike."

"but babe, i can't help that you made me nauseous," i pouted at him.

"i don't make you nauseous. you love me!" he pouted right back.

"babe we just met!"

"but you're calling me babe, babe." he grins up at me.

"you got me there. hey babe, you want another shake?"

"i'd love one,"

"okay, be right back!" i hop off the stool and run to the kitchen, hurriedly preparing another chocolate milkshake, extra cherries and whipped cream.

"here it is," i push out the swinging doors.

"a chocolate shake for you, sir," i giggle as i throw in another pink straw.

"you said i could pick! i wanted orange this time." he frowns at me.

"aw too bad, i forgot. sorry babe. but you get what you get, i can't be wasting straws, now, think of the turtles."

he laughed then proceeded to enjoy his shake.

"i can't believe i've never been here before. quality dinner and entertainment, that's quite hard to come by nowadays," he spoke.

"i didn't consider myself very entertaining, but thank you, we try our best here at Jo's." i beamed at him, sat up straight, then jokingly pointed to the "Jo's Friendliest Face of 2023" pin fastened to my apron.

"i was completely joking babe, but i'm honestly astounded that they gave you a pin for being such a dork! this is a proud boyfriend moment." he teased.

"i'm gonna be honest with you, my dad owns this place and i'm the only one who works here besides the cook. anyways, i stole this pin from my dads office to get more tips," i trailed off.

"so you're a liar and a thief, (y/n)?" he laughed.

"aw no more babe?" i pouted.

"you gotta earn it back," he smirked.

i rolled my eyes slightly.

“okay nevermind, i like it when you roll your eyes like that, babe.” he winked.

my jaw dropped at his comment, it wasn’t outright dirty but it was definitely implied.

“babe at least take me on a date first!” i laughed and lightly smacked his arm.

he chuckled and looked down at his plate, which was now bare.

“as much as i’d love to stay and chat, i’m needed elsewhere, but we can continue this conversation another time.” he grinned cheekily.

“alright sounds good, i’ll be right back with your check,”

“no that’s okay, here’s my card. you can just run it.” he handed me a debit card. i smiled sweetly at him and walked to the computer to charge him.

after running it, i flipped it over to read “CHRISTOPHER STURNIOLO” on it.

aw, chris.

i walked back over to him and placed the receipt back on the counter, along with his card and a pink pen with a fluffy pom pom on the end.

“what’s with you and pink, babe?” he smirked at me.

“i just think it’s cute, anyways, have a great night. thank you for stopping in and come back soon. i’ve enjoyed our conversation.”

he poked his cheek with his tongue as he watched me clear the counter of his plate, and walk back into the kitchen. i could feel him staring holes through my skirt.

i placed the dirty dishes in the sink and walked back out, but he was gone.

the receipt on the counter was filled out, and i hoped to see his phone number, because that was a normal thing in this industry, i never cared for it until now though.

unfortunately that was not the case. on his tab of $14.12 he had left fifty-seven cents. totaling to $14.69.

with a winky face by the sixty-nine.

what the fuck?

i ran outside hoping to catch him, and he was there, walking to his car.

“christopher!” i shouted in his direction.

he snapped his head around, and smirked.

“what’s up babe?”

“listen, i don’t normally come after people when they stiff me but what the fuck was all that for? you come in and smooth talk me and now you’re stiffing me, writing down sixty-nines and winky faces? is that how you normally treat service workers?” i got all up in his face.

“and then you made me feel like there was something! i thought i li-“

he grabbed my cheeks and pulled me toward him, kissing me passionately.

“don’t call me christopher please, it’s chris. no actually, babe. i don’t like all that formal shit.”

i didn’t even know how to respond.

i stepped back and smoothed out my apron and cleared my throat.

“um, i-i dont even know what to say.” i stared at the him.

“i was trying to piss you off. i can assure you i’m an excellent tipper. trust, babe. i wanted you to follow me out here, see how much you really liked me.”

he pulled his phone out and opened up a new contact, then handed the phone to me.

i grabbed it and typed in my number, shocked but so intrigued by him.

he grabbed it back and erased where i wrote my name and typed in “babe”.

he gave me another kiss, but just a peck this time.

“see you later babe.” he winked then slapped my ass before walking away.

i stood there dumbfounded, before running back into the diner and pressing my back against the door.

my phone buzzed and i pulled it from my apron pocket.

unknown number sent $69

unknown number: ;)

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ahhhh omg i really like this one! hope u guys like it too 🤍

even though i’m new to this i’m super down for requests just lmk

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[blue-jisungs]

streamer!bf jeongin

song inspo. item by stray kids!! woo!!

a/n. this jeongin lives 24/7 in my mind ?! also this is the last july jam session piece of writing <\3 oh and thank u @l3visbby for helping me out w this one mwah ily!!

pronouns. not specified/gender neutral

foxI.Ny was a small steamer that started with minecraft videos and tutorials

but with time he blew up, people loving his personality, voice and handsome face ^_^

he’s known for playing with his other 7 friends online, being the youngest amongst them

chill streams r one of his favourites, just playing animal crossing and talking to his fans

or singing

but his fans noticed that sometimes his gaze would linger off in another direction or his smile would become heartwarmingly wide upon seeing something behind his screen

so they were like ‘meh, those r probably his friends, right? he mentioned he lives with someone’

but one day during a q&a session while he’s rambling about some of his future plans connected with vlogging, the fans see a glimpse of hand and someone putting down a bowl of fruit

jeongin smiles, has literal hearts in his eyes… and chat goes crazy bc!! what just happened!! is this his s/o?! he HAS AN S/O?!

and he’s like “umm yeah 😁”

it goes trending and he’s so :(

“y/n i’m so sorry… what do we do now…”

so you discuss it and just… settle on saying that he’s taken and if and when you feel like it, you’ll show up on the stream ^_^

but in the meantime you continue to give him some fruits or water while he’s steaming

the fans go insane once u place a soft kiss on his forehead and run away giggling

like, they already love u

when the day comes… oh boy…

you pop in, smiling shyly and waving; jeongin is just staring at you in awe (as usual) and chat goes crazy

this is your chat now.

you even go trending on twitter

and the people want you on the streams 🫵

what people want, jeongin shall give… and well, you liked it too

so often he goes streaming with you, different kinds of games or just q&ns

animal crossing, the sims, minecraft, league of legends, the witcher, genshin, valorant…. you name it

even cooking simulators

he just wants you to have fun

and his chat js so :((

he’s stealing kisses from you occasionally or just kissing your temple

“good job!” “you’ve got this!” “you did so good, im so proud baby!!”

you two are goals ngl

JEONGIN IS JEALOUS THO BC THE FANS KEEP EDITING YOU TOO

“guys… i beg… i know my partner is amazing but please…”

and you’re like “hehe >:)”

yeah… fans truly love u 🥹

other than that you always have some kind of matching; whether it’s clothes in game, keychains, pfps on social media

he can be a sweetheart while playing games with you like helping you out or fighting mobs if they’re bugging you

but if he’s feeling mischievous he will steal your crops or hit you lol 😭

but oh man if you’re having an open mic in valorant or csgo

he will get defensive if someone insults you,,, he won’t let it slide

lol but also he’s like

playing with the boys, yelling being loud

it takes one (1) text from you

“can u shut up ‼️‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥”

or “be a bit quiet please i’m studying :(“

for him to quiet down lmao

you often hang out in his chat as well

and he’s so :”) when he realises

but gets pouty when you start flirting with his fans literally in front of his eyes 😔

sometimes switches to emote only bc of that LMAOO

but sometimes you just type that u “miss his stupid face” while you’re at work

and everyone is like <\\3

he takes you to diff events n all, you’re often featured in his vlogs

basically you’re the fav couple of the internet bc u can just feel the love between you two 🥹

and everyone loves you, seriously

who knows, maybe you’ll open your own channel one day?

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[sansxreaderbraindump]

"CROSSBONES AND HIS INFAMOUS NEMESIS, DEVIL SIDE!!"

(i want goofy villian reader so i wrote headcanons for it. i got this idea during ht san stream. Goofy readeer) also spoilers on ts underswap tho. if you dont wanna get spoiled (like milk), go watch someone play the full demo or play it yourself on gamejolt. YOUR OWN COOL VILLIAN NAME: DEVIL SIDE Real boring name: [name] ^ From time to time, you always change your villain name like "DEMON HARE, CHAOS BRINGER AND DESTRUCTIVE FUNNER and other cool villainous names you came up with" but you usually just stay with devil side to make it easy on your skeleton nemesis. How you got to this phase of your life: Back in the days, you used to work for Count Koffin-K. cooking up ideas for him, feeding jeremy, joined them on their random schemes, and did the dishes when the boogiemen didn't. Yet, you grown tired and wanted to do villain skits on your own. It was heartbreaking for Koffin-K and his boogiemen to set you off on your own like a parent sending off their child to collage. For one thing, Larry and Harry cried so hard they accidentally made a stream that Woshua struggled cleaning up but managed too victoriously :D. * It been a w-wicked time with y-you..I DONT WANNA LET YOU GO BUD WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! * I-IM W-WITH LA-LARRY I DONT WANNA LET GO EITHER WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-AHHHHHHHHH! LARRY, YOU IDIOT YOU'RE CRUSHING US! "A-as how h-heartwretching and painful this is, like really p-painful! LARRY FOR THE QUEEN'S SAKE COULD YOU STOP CRUSHING US TO DEATH!" As well as the boogiemen crying for you, Koffin-K didn't want you to see him shed a tear. he attempts to hide it away but you see right through him. In contrast, You comforted him and reassured him that on weekends you and him can collab on doing evil schemes together and visit the boss and the gang on the weekends. "aww boss didn't know you would cry for me." * WELL OF COURSE! HOW COULD I NOT WEEP FOR YOUR DEPARTURE! *sniff* *sniff* "aww gonna miss you too boss. but its not like I'm gonna be gone forever. we can Collab on doing evil stuff like ding dong ditch and I'll come visit you on the weekends." * ...Can you still do the dishes. "..there will be some setbacks." ALTER EGO SANS INTERACTION One day when you first met sans (his true form), you were done finishing up some traps and "kidnapping" a random monster who found for crossbones to save (with consent from the hostage. you will take full responsibility if they were to be hurt) You were ready to throw in a brick with an note for crossbones to find until you saw sans (crossbones) and mistaken him for crossbones. "NOW I HAVE YOU IN MY SIGHT CRO-!" "umm sorry but is that you crossbones?" *think again sweetheart. AH HAH! I KNEW IT! YOU AIN'T CROSSBONES, YOUR JUST A FAN "WHO LOOKS JUST LIKE HIM BUT DIFFERENT" (d-did you just call me sweetheart?) - he flirts with you on the daily basis, just to mess with you. its very fun. *also, the telescope costed 257 G. "WAIT WHAT, YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME-" *but for you, it has a discount off 100%. "..." (you ran away, blushing and grumbling while you're at it) *heh, cute.

YOU AND CROSSBONES - Crossbones thinks you're cute and a dork. A cute dork! - First time you guys met was at the costume party. You were planning to create your costume but procrastinated all month and didn't manage to finish it up in time. In shame, you just taped a piece of paper that said "pretend that I have the best costume you ever seen!" to your chest and hang out in the corner, enviously staring at the other people's cool costume. You could just go home but there was free food so you stayed there, eating all the cheese crackers. You thought you could not talk to anyone but you thought wrong. The comedic skeleton came up to you, reading the paper and said "that is the best costume I ever seen." the second meeting was when koffin-k toilet papered all 4 houses with the boogiemen including you. Then crossbones came in, saving the day. In a glance, He recognized you and you recognized him. What a twist a long time stanger turned out to be a villain full of mischief. You were captured with koffin-k but you land out a hand to help your boss escape in a quick sweep. You threw him like a frisbee out of the trenches of a shack. He escaped with your help and yelled out very loudly "I WILL COME BACK FOR YOU WITH BACKUP" while spinning in the wind. so there you were, alone with crossbones in the punishment shack. * nice villain costume by the way. Best costume I ever seen. "you still remember that?" Some interactions I came up, enjoy!

"YOU'LL NEVER DEFEAT ME CROSSBONES FOR I HAVE A PLAN F IN MY SLEEVES" *ok *quick gooey question, what do you want for dinner? "...Pizza." (papyrus in the distant): SANS STOP MAKING DINNER DATES WITH THE ENEMY!! - also if you and crossbones were married 👀, you and him would do enemies to lovers domestic role playing. "WAIT YOU, MY NEMESIS WANT ME TO TAKE ME OUT ON A DATE!!?!? *we are married, you dork. "sans pleaseee, just play along :(" *alr alr if it makes you happy." - Dark side love nicknames for crossbone MY RIVIAL, MY NEMESIS, THE BONES WHO FOILS MY EVIL PLANS, THE BONELY ONE TO STEAL MY SOUL, sans♥ - crossbones love nicknames for dark side dork, cute dork.

- One time when you got grumpy with crossbones because you planned more to show but got captured by him too early. In attempt to get you stop being all pouty, crossbones held you bridal style carry while you were tied up, but that didn't work instead you gave him something even much worse. The silent treatment, But that didn't last for long, he gave a smooch on your cheek to stop you being all grumpy with him. *aw don't turn into the grumpy side [name]. "mmm >:(" *even worse, the silent side. *well good thing I know how to bring them back. *mwah❤ "...FINE FINE YOU WON!" *Welp off to the punishment shack we go.

Extras - i named them devil side because y'know in undertale/deltarune we are the angel (that is what I believe). so I called them the opposite like "ahahaha i am devil side" but inside they are an angel in heart. - also i thought of devil side (you) to be like a character that belongs in this world. I think it was clever, cuz its swap over you the player is now devil side and you belong in this world well a version of you that is...

[amitiel-truth]

Ten Babies (Vash the Stampede X Reader)

Note: This is my first time writing here, please don't look into most of the details, I made some up, these ideas were prompted by my chat with Vash at Character.AI, more info will come if I decided to make more.

Warning: ⚠️Heavy Smut, Breeding Kink⚠️

Summary: It's not every day that a rich woman asks to be your Wife (this takes place before Vash meets Meryl and the gang)

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Not Ten Babies? (98! Version)

Part 1, Part 2

Vash have come into into a rest after a whole day of traveling, settling down for the night, starting a campfire and preparing a food for himself.

"Guess I'm eating wams for tonight." Vash mutters to himself while grilling the bug, looking up at the stars, he sighs in loneliness, listening to the crackle of his fire.

Until he heard a hum beside him, wiping his head to the side, he found a woman crouching beside him with a hand on her chin, wearing a pure white blouse and black umbel pants, observing him.

"Uh-uh, oh, are you lost or something? it's dangerous to walk around here when it's this late" he asks with confusion and slight worry, the lady tilts her head, her white earrings tilt along, a small smile painted across her lips.

" You're quite adorable, aren't you?" She asks, prompting the PLANT to blush.

"oh, Thank you hehe." he smiles sheepishly with a slightly nod, scratching the back of his head.

"And don't worry, I'll be fine" The woman reassures, standing up to sit beside him while smiling.

"You sure?" Vash asks worried "are you a mercenary like me? Or just a traveler?"

The woman giggles, her shoulders shaking. "I could be better." she leans closer to his ear "I could be your wife."

Vash is caught off guard and his face starts to blush, looking away shyly while scratching the back of his head "oh umm uhm, i d-don't have a w-wife" he says while his face gets red from blushing even more then it was before "b-but your so pretty..." Vash mutters, looking at her.

"Oh your blushing, so adorable." the stranger kept staring at Vash, admiring him.

Vash smiles sheepishly and starts to prepare a meal, now for the two of them "s-so, what's your name?" he asks looking back at the fire, while he cooks "i-its fine if you are uncomfortable with saying it though..." he adds in a shy voice

"(Y/N)" She finally introduces herself, smiling.

"(Y/N)?" Vash looks back at (Y/N) with a warm smile "that's a very beautiful name, I'm Vash the Stampede." he introduces himself in a soft and warm voice "oh, here, you can have some food if you want to" he offers a plate to you, with a piece of meat that is just cooked right on the plate "I know its not much but its all I have" he smiles sheepishly again.

"As long as it's from you, I don't mind." She confirms, making the male bashful at her comment, her eyes glitter in amazement after taking a bite.

"This is so good!!." (Y/N) complimented scarfing down her food.

"I'm glad you like the food, i don't know much about food but it was all I had..." his face starts to turn a deep shade of crimson, blushing from embarrassment.

"Luckily for you, I'm one the best cooks from where I'm from, so you don't have to worry about it" (Y/N) proclaims, her smile a bit smug.

"o-oh really? that's quite a feat, I'll bet your cooking is delicious, hehe you're a chef or from like a very high class family?" he asks with a genuine question

"High class, but I wanted to learn a lot of things. they did say I'm wifey material, a lot of men had been asking for my hand after all" She reveals, playing with her hair.

"Oh, I see..." Vash looks surprised "I-I'm sure you'd make a fine wife."

"Don't you want to make me your wife, Mr. Stampede?" (Y/N) asks with a pout as Vash became a stuttering mess, she chuckles as she stood up from the sand.

"Let's go" She turns around, brushing away the sand from her clothes.

"Huh?." Vash questions as (Y/N) smiles at him.

"I highly doubt that wom was filling for the whole night, come on, I also have a place for you to stay for a while." (Y/N) gestures for him to follow her, walking with a sway on her hips, making Vash blush but is quick to his feet, grabbing his bag and following her.

While walking besides her, he glances on her empty hands, both clasp behind her.

"is it okay if I hold your hand while we walk...?" he asks with a bit of shyness in his voice "this area is dangerous after all..." Vash scratches the back of his head, as (Y/N) hums.

"Excuses excuses." as she grabs his hand. "I like it." causing Vash to burn up even more.

"And this area is actually relatively safe, guarded even, I'm even surprise I found you here." She quips him, shocking Vash.

"Guarded?...that means...people live here?" Vash queries, as they seem to go up a Hill.

"Just as I said, I'm surprise you even got inside here, maybe I should increase the security next time..." (Y/N) mutters as Vash starts to panic, noticing that their approaching a heavily guarded Mansion on top of a hill.

"She's going to turn me in!!!" Vash panic as he tries to pull back his hand, but (Y/N) kept a tight grip on him, as they approached the gate.

Vash pulled up his hood, trying to hide.

"Good Evening, Gentlemen."

"Good Evening, Ms. (Y/N)." the guards greeted them, as she gave them a lazy smile.

"Back from your nightly stroll already?"

"Well I wasn't planning on coming back early, until I saw this cutie along the way." (Y/N) pulls Vash to the front, him shrieking because of the sudden action.

"We don't want to hear-"

"Just look at his adorable mole! I just want to kiss it all day long!." (Y/N) gushes pointing at Vash mole, the man's face matching his coat and the two guards couldn't careless, tired of her antics.

"It's getting quite late, why don't you get to dinner already? I heard Aileen already set the table." one of the older guards points at the Mansion door.

"Oh, yes! your right, he he." (Y/N) giggles as she pulls Vash onto the building.

"Are we getting paid enough for this?."

"More than enough."

closing the door behind them, both walks in as Vash removes his hood, looking around at the foyer in awe.

"This place is...magnificent." Vash spins in amazement, taking in everything he sees.

"Generational Wealth does wonders. now come on, Dinner's ready" (Y/N) whispers in excitement as she pulls Vash through the hall who looks amazed at everything he sees.

"Everything here is so bright, clean and beautiful! I've been to a place like this before..." Vash mutters, as they reached the Dinning Room.

"Good Evening, Ms. (Y/N), Dinner is served." a middle aged woman, Aileen, bows, staring at the two, as (Y/N) approached her, whispered something to her ear as Aileen nodded, leaving the two alone.

"What did you tell her?."

"I told her that after she and everyone of the staff ate, they all could retire for the day, especially the guards." (Y/N) repeats as she sat at the head of the table.

"come on, have a seat and make yourself at home." (Y/N) gestures to the table, filled with enough food for the two of them, shocking Vash.

dropping his bag, he slowly sits down with his back straight, waiting for the signal.

"Go ahead, no one's stopping you." (Y/N) encourages as Vash starts looking at the food, in total shock as he has never seen this much food for a long time.

"are those...pizza?." Vash marvels, taking a slice.

"Yeah, I always request Aileen to make those for me very dinner, but it's alright, you can have them now." (Y/N) watches as Vash gobbles up slices and slices of pizza, humming in content.

"So good!" Vash sighs as (Y/N) pours herself some stew, eating as well.

"Water? I'd offer you wine but I don't want to bother Aileen. she has the keys." (Y/N) holds up a pitcher as Vash held out a glass, having it poured as he gulp it down.

"Can I ask you something, (Y/N)? or should I also call you Ms.(Y/N)?."

"Call me anyway you want." (Y/N) reassures, hand on her cheek, observing him.

"Is it normal for you to just walk into this mansion? you seem awfully close to the owner, Ms. (Y/N)." Vash questioned, mouth full of food as (Y/N) chuckled at him.

"Oh, Vash." She reached over, wiping food off his cheek.

"Isn't it obvious? I own this place." (Y/N) reveals, hands gesturing around the place while smiling, shocking Vash.

Vash almost let his mouth wide open if it weren't for (Y/N) holding his chin up, preventing food from falling.

"You almost let those fall off." (Y/N) reminded him as he gulps it down.

"A Rich Woman wants me...?" Vash stated, still in a state of shock.

"That's right." (Y/N) confirms, wiping away some food stuck on his cheek.

"But we barely know each other..." Vash mutters, as (Y/N) smiles down at him.

"I know enough." (Y/N) remarks standing up.

"I suggest finishing up quickly, it's getting quite late." (Y/N) announces, bringing her dishes to the sink as Vash quickly finishes, choking a bit but after gulping down water he finishes, grabbing his dishes and following her.

(Y/N) smiles as she turns to grab his plates until Vash pulls back.

"You've already done enough for me! at least let me do this." Vash mutter as (Y/N) steps away from the sink.

"Please, do as you please, I'll just clean up the table." (Y/N) leaves him on his own devices.

"a rich woman wants me..." Vash mutters, looking out the window, and noticing a city.

"I never knew there was a city here before..." Vash mutters in shock, looking at the lights.

"Vash? Are you finished?." (Y/N) walks back in, startling Vash.

"Almost!" Vash rushes to finish his task, and after waiting for a bit, every dish is placed on the rack.

"Move along now, I'm sure you are very tired." (Y/N) guesses as they walk down the hall with Vash following her behind, glancing at her form again.

"Even her feet are clad in gold." Vash thought, glancing at (Y/N)'s leather wedge sandals, clicking on every step.

Reaching the second floor, (Y/N) opens the door for him.

"This will be your room." She leans onto the door, letting Vash enter and marvel at the sight.

"oh wow, this is quite the lavish room...A king-size bed! How soft the pillows are! And all the decorations, this feels like a king's room... oh, wow... hehe are you sure you want me to rest up in this room? It's quite grand, hehe..." Vash makes sure while (Y/N) chuckles.

"Oh, sweety, that's just a guest room, I have plenty of those so you can definitely use this one." (Y/N) informs him, looking around the place.

"IT'S JUST A GUESTROOM!?" Vash exclaims, looking around in shock.

"Oh wow, I don't think my heart can take this."

"But you're right, I don't want you to rest up in this room." (Y/N) pouts, walking up at Vash.

"Huh?" Vash questioned, his heart dropping as she leaned closer to his ear.

"I want you to rest up in my room." she whispers, Vash erupts in red as she walks away from him, a demure smile across her lips.

"My room is just at the end of that hall, knock if you need anything, and I mean anything." (Y/N) made her points, before giving him one last sultry glance, and walking down the hall.

Vash stares at the door, and drops into the bed, lying down.

"That woman's going to be the death of me." Vash mutters, looking up at the pristine ceiling, thoughts full of her.

"And she's so pretty as well."

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On the Master's bedroom, (Y/N) walks out of her bathroom, hair pat dried, wearing a white see through nightgown.

"I wanna wear his coat..." She mutters, walking onto her bed and lying down, after a few minutes of waiting, she frowns.

'Guess his not knocking' She pouts, before drifting to sleep...

Until a knock was heard.

(Y/N) sits up, looking at the door before smiling excitedly.

"Good evening, Mr. Stampede. To what do I owe this sudden visit?" (Y/N) wears nothing but the see-through nightgown reaching her mid-tighs prompting Vash to squeal in surprise.

"Ms. (Y/N)!! What are you wearing!?" Vash screams, trying to cover his eyes, but she pulls him into the room, closes the door behind him, and leans up to his chest.

"There's no need to be shy now. Now, is there anything that you want?." (Y/N) asks, tilting her head, her hair following after her, showing off her collar bones, making Vash gulp.

"I-I...I want to talk." Vash mutters, blushing heavily as (Y/N) backs away.

"let's discuss then, Mr. Stampede." (Y/N) smiles, walking to her bed and sits down.

Vash gulps walking up to her but not joining her on the bed.

"This whole evening, you've been doting on me like we're an old couple...I'd like you to stop if this is all just a sick joke." Vash firmly asks, shocking (Y/N).

"Vash, what I've done the whole evening is all true." (Y/N) confirms. looking at him in all seriousness.

"But you've only met me? how can you like so much to want to be my wife? don't you know I'll only bring danger? I could only get you hurt!. And I can't even give you anything!" Vash listed, as (Y/N) held his robotic hand.

"I know more than enough about you, and I really do want to be your wife, with you, I don't believe I could get hurt., and the only thing I want with a man is to keep me happy " (Y/N) reinstated, as Vash is still not trusting her words.

"Why don't I show you?"

"Huh?" Vash gasped, before blushing as (Y/N) placed his hand on her chest.

"Show you how much you really mean to me, you don't have to take it seriously after this, think of it as a one-night stand, just to prove that I'm really serious about you." (Y/N) proclaims, staring right onto Vash's eyes, as he blushed.

Kissing passionately, (Y/N) pulls Vash onto the bed, making him on top of her, (Y/N) takes off his clothes, biting her lips in excitement as she stares up at him as they pull each other into another sensual kiss, not letting the other go.

Impatient, (Y/N) quickly reached for Vash's pants with his briefs were removed, looking at it in amazement.

"Don't! I look dif-"

"It's perfect." (Y/N) cuts him off, catching Vash off guard before pulling him once more into a kiss, her hand brushing up to his hair and back while Vash pulls up her nightgown, revealing her bare body and kissing it along the way.

"Is this really ok?." Vash asks, his hand trailing up near her chest before she places his on ontop.

"You don't even need to ask." (Y/N) reveals, letting Vash explore her body, before his tip brush against her clit, flinching at the contact.

"Sorry, I-"

"No!." (Y/N) whines, wrapping her legs around his hips and pulling his tips to her clit once more, now in contact.

"Don't stop!" she added, pouting at Vash, who contemplates at his dilema and blushed at her expression.

"She's…too adorable." Vash thought before slowly inserting his member through her entrance.

he gasps, nearly collapsing on top of (Y/N) as he feels around her fluttering walls.

"Ms.(Y/N)…you f-feel…too good." Vash whispers before moving slowly, he can't stop moaning as (Y/N) gasps, her arms around his neck, scratching his back.

"Faster..." (Y/N) requested as Vash held her legs, pushing them over her shoulder and pinning her down, thrusting faster than ever.

"Is this fast enough, Ms.?" Vash asks, panting at his movements, each thrust pushes (Y/N) to move up and down in a wave-like stormy ocean.

(Y/N) whines as she pulls Vash down to her by the neck, bringing him down to her face.

"Go feral on me." (Y/N) commanded, Vash was stunned for a moment.

"Please, Hubby." She pleaded, being called like that stirred something inside Vash, his pace reaches an all-time high, and each thrust pushes (Y/N)'s knees to her shoulder over and over again while Vash cages her, his arms on each side of her face as they exchange pecks and kisses from time to time.

"I'm...I'm close!" He proclaims, looking straight into (Y/N).

"I'm coming outs-" Vash was cut off when (Y/N) suddenly wrapped her legs around his waist.

"S-stay." (Y/N) pants, her face filled with pleasure as Vash watches her expression, trying to hold on until she let out a loud moan with Vash following behind, cumming deep inside of her.

with the last few thrust, Vash has finally ridden off his high before dropping on top of her, they both pant, looking similar to walking through the Great Sand Ocean, before turning to lay on his back carrying (Y/N) in his arms, still inside of her.

"If I became your Husband, is this what I have to do to keep you happy?." Vash asks, wrapping his arms around her

"Part of it is." (Y/N) replies, her breathing slowing down, yawning.

" I guess only time will tell what will destiny give us." Vash remarks, hugging her tightly.

"Do you wanna know how to make me eternally happy?." (Y/N) asks, while sleepy kissing her chest.

"What is it then?" Vash asks, looking down at his chest at her hair

"Give me Ten Babies..." (Y/N) mutters before falling asleep as Vash jolted awake.

He barely slept that night.

A/N: I made this while I was at work, standing up 🙂

[graysnetwork]

REQUEST: @tessthesaltwife Umm. ..ok. Could you do one with Leon dancing with the reader? Maybe he's not too good at it and gets super embarrassed, but the reader loves it. (I tried sending this as an ask, but it wasn't going through.)

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DANCING — Leon Kennedy X GN!Reader

I fixed my asks so thank u for lmk.

I loved this idea sm cuz I’ve been learning how to dance now that I’m getting invited to quinces again. Lmk if y’all would read an imagine where you take Leon to a quince as your plus one.

Notes— js know that i did not proofread any of this. Also you can imagine this w any Leon but I was thinking of re4 or re6 tbh.

Warnings: none that ik of.

Word count: 713

Summary: after watching some movies with you, Leon realizes you love dancing scenes in movies.

Leon had been on his well deserved break for about a week now, he was spending it on the couch or laying in bed while you gave him a massage. That’s he so terribly needed.

He really wanted to take you out, treat you to something that your deserved as week for taking care of him for the past week, but he was exhausted, you knew it, he knew it even though he wanted to ignore it.

He had bags under his eyes, his muscles were sore, and he was waking up at two am from a bad dream and then waking up again at one pm.

You forced him to stay there and rest, he needed it, but he insisted that he wanted to do something for you.

So you compromised, and instead of going out, you two ordered food, and sat back while watching some movies on the tv.

Even if Leon hated chick flicks and twilight, he loved seeing that smile on your face when your favorite part began, or when you’d laugh at the stupid jokes they made.

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He soon learned that there was a pattern in a lot of the movies you guys watched together that night. Dancing.

There was so many dancing scenes.

Dancing inside of a quiet house, just swaying around with music playing in the background, dancing in the rain. Basically every possible “dancing scene” in movie fiction.

It stayed in his mind for a few days before he finally asked you when you two were watching another movie after dinner.

“You like these things don’t you sweetheart?” He asked randomly, you turned to him looking confused as to what he was talking about. “Hm?” You hummed back at him. “You like dancing scenes?” He asked but it sounded more like a statement.

“Oh, yeah I guess, they’re cute” you admitted, he smiled at the confession, and how you gave him the reason. “Why? Do you wanna dance” you asked now.

His eyes widened a bit and he gave you a light chuckle, truth be told Leon never learned how to dance, it wasn’t something he ever gained interest in when he was young, and then he never had time to learn.

“Yeah.. no” he said softly as to not sound rude, “why not?” You asked “cmon it’ll be fun!” You insisted and got up from the couch and grabbed a vinyl of your favorite song you would dance, clean, and cook to when it would play in the background of your home.

He smiled at you but he was still unsure, “nah sweetheart, I don’t think it’s a good idea” he told you, you ignored him and continued taking the vinyl out.

“Why not?” You asked again “I, I don’t know how to dance” he said behind you, you smiled, for some reason it was cute.

“That’s alright, I’ll teach you, I’ll go easy on you” you said turning back around as the song began playing.

“Here, place your hand right here” you said taking his hand and placing it on your hip and the other in your hand. He still looked embarrassed.

“That’s great, see your a natural!” You told him, Leon was so adorable when he was nervous, it was one of your favorite ways to see him, a bit shaky, but very flustered.

“Is this right?” He asked when you two began to take a few steps. You nodded and continued directing him where to take his next step.

“See your great lee” you told him looking back up/down at him, he smiled back at you. “Thanks for the encouragement baby” he said, sounding a bit sarcastic but you ignored it and gave him a kiss, which he was quick to make more passionate and place his other hand on your hip. So now you guys were just swaying.

And finally the rain began pouring down, and his mission he made for himself was complete.

Giving you all those possible “dancing scenes” in movie fiction. That’s you two watched.

[jjcocker]

for the ships ask game. all of them w the cats!!! sniles

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try (and fail) catching mice ❤

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KEKFJOERITHJDIRKWTQUAUSHABDGJJEFBKRVY TRRRRRGAGGAGGGHHHHHTGRT RBTBRBWJTJEBTBRJROTJRVE RRGRHUHHHHUUUUHEGGWHGTKTJRJ❤😢❤❤❤❤😢😢❤😢😭😭😭❤❤😢😢☹️☹️☹️😢☹️☹️😢😭😭☹️☹️☹️😢☹️☹️☹️😢☹️❤☹️☹️😢☹️❤☹️❤❤❤☹️😢❤💔HHUhhGGGGDR RRGRGGGGHVVVHHHHHH ilove them thats all

[fadeintoyou1993]

For this ask -

HOPE ANDREA MIKAELSON AND ELIZABETH JENNA SALTZMAN!!! The only characters to have ever character’d EVER

already did lizzie so hope <3

favorite thing about them: how much of a deeply pathetic loser she actually is like its literally so funny when people write her as someone whos like badass or like doesnt go to therapy because like that is literally not her she goes in canon to therapy every week or so or well she did in s01 but anyways lets not get into THAT lmfaooo but umm yeah so she goes to therapy weekly and she has like plants that she tries really hard to take care of and she bakes like every other day and she like watches.. wait ill conitnue this in the headcanon part so sorry

least favorite thing about them: literally nothing shes the most perfect girl thats ever existed:)

favorite line: when she said Who cares what lizzie saltzman thinks :( because like shes who :(

brOTP: hope and kaleb forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and everrrrrr :) also her and jed :) she would never fvuckinv talk to penelope park STOP trying it. and handon when not romantically. omg also halyssa altho i also ship them romantically :)

OTP: hizzie :) and handon because hope has two hands like landon said :)

nOTP: hosie literally the most disgusting fucking rotted bitch ive ever laid my eyes upon. stupid ship stupid fandom terrible fuckin vibes just rotted disgusted and gutted. i wisgh hope mikaelson had killed that girl so bad my god... hope literally gave josie the only thing that could kill her bc her ass KNOWS she not gonna see that bitch again so shes fine PLUS if she does see her she dies immediately after:)

random headcanon: ok so back to what i was saying before!!! hope like watches the randomest fucking cooking shows there are like she knows all of them and she can rank them by season and she knows so much fucking random shit and random information about the most random things and she like goes to the gym everyday and she like lowkey uses Pinterest and pins a bunch of random workout routines and art tutorials and shit like that like god shes so annoying i love her so much :)oh and shes so autistic actually

unpopular opinion: um i have so many :) i think she actually is a bottom sorry :) i dont think she can flirt either she just says things wholeheartedly because she is an autistic individual and people think shes flirting but shes just like that. she thinks shes really cool doing those one liners and stuff shes like im a hero and so i have to do my one liners :) and thats why landon and lizzie are obsessed w her because shes just like that.

song i associate with them: do you realize?? by the flaming lips

favorite picture of them: this one that she drew:)

send me a character and i'll tell you....

[artemistorm]

Stew Pot Plot pt 1

Alternate prompt #9: Drugging -- Time, everyone

TW - nonconsensual drugging, unconsciousness

(1054 words)

******

Time sat on a folded blanket and leaned against Epona’s side, who was laying down. He played with the corner of the page of his journal, unable to focus on recording the day’s events with Sky recounting his own experiences with time travel as he folded and put away his freshly cleaned clothes. The other heroes were scattered around camp doing various chores or activities listening to Sky’s story and waiting for dinner to be done.

“What? You used a timeshift stone to sail a pirate ship through a desert?? That’s amazing!” Wind exclaimed. “I wanna go to your Hyrule next! I wanna see that ship in action!”

“Can I borrow a timeshift stone?” Wild asked, yawning. “I would love to see what it does in my Hyrule.”

“I’d like to give you one,” Sky said. “But I’m not sure if I can. There’s only a few stones left and the robots have been using them to rebuild their civilization. So far they haven’t been successful at mining any new timeshift stones, but we’ll see if they can spare one next time we go there.”

“I didn’t really have time travel, but I could freeze time,” Wind said holding up his phantom sword.

“One of my adventures used time travel,” said Legend, not looking up from the hookshot chain he was inspecting and regreasing.

“Same here,” Twilight said, cleaning under his fingernails with the tip of an absurdly large knife.

“As did I,” Time said. “But you know that story already.”

“How’s dinner coming? Is it ready yet?” Wind asked peering into the pot where meat, potatoes, and gravy were sewing.

“Not yet,” Wild yawned again. “The potatoes still need to cook for a while. They aren’t soft yet.”

“How long until it’s done? I’m hungry now,” Wind whined. He tried to stab an arrow into the pot to skewer a piece of meat, but Wild parried him with the spoon.

“Wind, relax,” Warriors said. “It’ll be done soon enough.”

“Does anyone have any extra food? Can I have a snack?”

“You can’t wait like… half an hour?” Wild said rubbing his eyes.

“Tired much?” Four asked with a half smile.

“Yeah, a little,” Wild admitted.

“I’m pretty sure that I’d shrivel up and die if I had to wait for half an hour more for food.” Wind complained and flopped dramatically over Sky’s lap.

“Would a carrot help?” Sky laughed and fished a carrot out of Wild’s bag.

“You’re offering me a raw whole carrot as a snack?” Wind asked incredulous.

“Sure. Why not?”

“Better than nothing I guess,” Wind sighed and swiped the carrot from Sky’s hand.

Time turned his attention back to his journal as the conversation around him turned away from stories and to the mundane. After having completed a quest in Twilight’s Hyrule they had suspected a portal switch was soon to come and had spent the morning doing last-minute preparations. Sure enough, just after lunch, a portal swept them away to the dusty red cliffs of Wild’s Hyrule just outside of Gerudo desert. With some difficulty, they managed to get everyone, including Epona, down the cliffs and into the valley along the road and halfway between Outskirt and Gerudo Canyon stables. Instead of trying to reach either, they opted to camp out where they were—after clearing out the monster camps nearby of course.

Finished with the entry, Time closed the book and wiped the quill nib clean before stowing them away.

“You’re really strugglin’ tonight aren’t ya?” Twilight asked. Time glanced up and saw Wild rested his head on his arm, nodding off as he waited for the stew to finish simmering. Wild inhaled deeply and slowly sat up.

“…yeah,” he said then stretched and yawned. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Why am I so tired?”

“You did have watch three nights in a row,” Four said. “It’s probably finally catching up with you.”

“It doesn’t usually hit me this hard,” Wild said.

“Why don’t you go lay down? I’ll take over cooking for you,” Twilight suggested.

“Umm…” Wild trailed off staring at the pot. “I guess you can.”

“Do you want us to wake you up when dinner’s ready?” Twilight asked gently taking the spoon from Wild’s hand.

“Sure,” Wild answered and rubbed his eyes. He got up and ambled to his pile of possessions. Within minutes he was fast asleep.

Twilight stirred and tasted the soup.

“Just about, needs a few more minutes. The seasonings’ a little funky. I wonder what he put in it.”

“I hope it’s the seasoning and not the meat that’s funky,” Four said.

“No, the meat was fresh,” we just hunted it a day or two ago,” Twilight said.

“I know what’ll fix it, spices!” Hyrule said. “I have some beetle dust, Goron spice, nightshade seeds, dried larvae powder—”

“How about some rosemary and sage instead?” Time offered. “I have some other herbs as well.”

“That sounds much better than beetle dust,” Legend made a face.

“Maybe he put beetle dust in it already and that’s why it tastes weird,” Four quipped.

“I did not!” Hyrule objected. “I’ve been way over here patching up my socks this whole time.”

“Have you even washed those?” Legend wrinkled his nose at the holey brown stained socks.

“Course I have,” Hyrule scoffed.

“Are you sure about that? What did you wash them in? Wild’s stew?”

Hyrule responded by throwing a sock at Legend’s face.

“Here, let me,” Time took a seat next to Twilight with a bundle of herbs in his hand. Twilight handed off the spoon and Time busied himself tearing up leaves and pinching off rosemary spikes and dropping them in.

“I call the first bowl,” Wind piped up and dug through his stuff to find his bowl and spoon.

Time stirred the herbs into the stew and at the bottom of the pot under a pile of potatoes he found the small pouch of herbs and spices bound in cloth and string that Wild must have put in there earlier.

“That’s quite enough of that,” he murmured to himself and fished it out, tossing it aside. After a few more minutes, the potatoes were plenty soft enough—a little too soft—enough that they could have been mashed to make a potato soup. Oops. Oh well.

“Dinner’s ready,” he called.

(To be continued tomorrow...)

Next

[uglyduckling339]

KY'S LIFE IS STRANGE DOUBLE EXPOSURE NONSENSE LIVEBLOG: Chapter 2

(spoilers ahead obvi) (this does NOT make sense without having played the episode or at least watched it) (it may also not make sense with the context. so.)

tutorial episode 1

Okay so lowkey i finished this chapter like a week and a half ago but forgot to make a luh review so😭😭 oopsies

I know it's probably just to easily cut between scenes but Max keeps lowkey dissociating after sum freaky shit happens. First chapter after her and Safi almost died, and then now after she universe-hops (?) #trauma_response

god i fucking HATE this buzzing. i miss rewind, that wasn't loud and annoying

"did the forecast call for massive nose bleeds?" GIGGLING umm blah blah blah the storm was because of max's powers and her powers are shown through nosebleeds joke goes here

wtf are these sketchy ass teachers planning bro. just call off and go visit ur kid?? why is this a big deal💀

"oofa doofa" LMFAOO MAX IS BACK W HER WEIRD ASS SLANG

uhm i think my game glitched or sum bc Safi and Safi's mom just left the turtles but I can hear them gossiping about drug usage? huh

whole-heartedly, this game is FAR too expensive for all these glitches

Maxine "Mary Poppins" Caulfield is back with her stupid ass bag logic

love her she just shoved a whole step ladder in there like it was nun

Vinh... honey shes like. very dead :(

UGHH life tip guys help the guy with the bathroom key BEFORE you talk to Amanda.

jesus my drafts are so hard to comprehend.. wtf does half this shit mean bro😭

Diamond's beef with Vinh is so interesting. It's lowkey like a more intense Rachel v. Victoria from LiS: BTS

OH MY GOD

CAT

i can't take the cat yet :( its in the bushes at the school hissing at me

Vinh needs Max so bad lowkey

I should've interrupted Lucas last chapter bc I don't see the issue with him? he seems like he's incredibly pretentious but not even like HALF as bad as most of Arcadia Bay and he's kinda nice when he's not yapping

i'm so serious what the hell was i saying in these drafts bro.

Max watering Gwen's plant like it's Lisa :( RIP

I was SO prepared for Gwen to walk in ngl

Max :( no :( i like lucas :( I wanna hear abt the book expo :(

i'm so cooked bro i love literally every character in this game so much. none of them killed her theres no way

omfg glitch again ! Lucas's briefcase is open WHILE MAX IS ACTIVELY TALKING ABT IT BEING LOCKED SHUT. GIRL REACH IN I CAN SEE THE FILES.

"dare i channel my... inner chloe" OH MY GOD

I LIKE VINH SO MUCH. I HIGHKEY MIGHT ROMANCE THEM TOGETHER.

No clue what "TRAIN TRACKS????? REFERENCE WHILE FLIRTING WITH A MAN?? MAXINE??" means but i like the vibes so i'm adding it here

WHAT DOES THIS DRAFT MEAN LMFAO

i should just post some of these so yall can see the weird ahh shit i got in my drafts lmfao

bye i forgot which universe i was in and drank w/ Vinh instead of pursuing the objective

OH SHIT. don't forget which universe ur in😭 the dialogue almost messed me up fr

also there is SO MUCH repeating dialogue.

max has the milennial curse of forgetting that she can use google istg

Reggie !!! my fav !!!

Authority Figure Max is so fine oml i need her

also !! chloe and victoria's trauma posting is actually so important to me and idc how much yall hate it

one of these drafts just says the sentence "like the fanfic!!"... what was i yappin abt bro

REPEATING DIALOGUE SHUT UPPPP

GWEN I WAS EXPLORING. i was coming to you AFTER !!

I can make this SO EMO if yall let me (max smoking a joint)

wait okay so i'm slow but is Gwen trans?

GOD I HATE THIS FUCKING CHOICE. IT FEELS LIKE THAT FUCKING "Go To The Cops or Find Evidence" CHOICE FROM LIS 1

The true essense of LiS is saying "fuck it, it's just a video game" and screwing every character over bc of it

highkey I still hate Loretta but she's kinda nice in this part.

WAIT PAUSE LORETTA HOW THE F U C K DID YOU GET UP HERE GIRL

GIRL I UNIVERSE-HOPPED. WTF DID U DO

and if i say loretta murdered her what would yall do. (/joke, /theory)

oh okay mr. detective ! thats racism !

so i spent 5 drafts yapping about needing to avoid the tree so it doesn't make a sound just to realize that in Dead World! the tree isn't decorated 😭

giggling and another 4 drafts complaining bc my game crashed (luckily it saved first)

OKAY SO I FUCKING HATE THIS ACTUALLY

Listen I was bad at the David Madsen swim scene in LiS ep 3, and that had rewind. I'm cooked

PAUSE was rhat a glitch or did she just get caught and rewind time?????

max's overusing her powers again.. girl did we not learn from the NIGHTMARE in LiS

that feeling when you alter the universes and combine them together (absolutely nothing bad will happen from this for sure)

i have a whole paragraph yapping about my love for Vinh in my drafts lmfao

ALSO theorecially could you romance Vinh in one world and Amanda in another....

CAT

CAT

CAT

AH BRING THE BABY IN THE HOUSE MAX

GRAB IT

OH MY GOD CUSTOMIZATION AHHH

BLACK KITTY !!! JUST LIKE MY IRL CAT !!!

IRIS 🖤🖤🖤

AHH THIS WAS SO WORTH THE $85.00

CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT

anyways i wonder why Living World! Max hasn't been home in days

AHHHHH KITTY :) FEED THE BABY MAXINE.

also how is that guitar here. isn't it like incredibly destroyed from the storm

"Grief flings open all the doors we thought we'd shut forever" okayyyy lucas i see u

OH ?? MULTI-UNIVERSE MURDER??

great job max. glad we stayed calm😭😭

i've been repeating this line for over a week now ngl

"it-it's photoshop !😰😰 a deepfake🧐 idunno!!! 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️"

i miss the ads at the end of the episodes soo badly its not even funny

And that was it! alot more glitching in episode 2, but overall it was still hella fun (and the CAT. OH MY GOD !!)

I won't be able to play the new chapters until Wednesday at LEAST bc i'm hella busy but I wanted to get this out for my adoring fans (2 mutuals who like the posts i make)

[peachyxboy]

A Love so Sweet, it Hurts 🥀 - Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene

Lovelace Hospital - Albuquerque, New Mexico

It had been a few days since her encounter with this so-called 'Lalo,' and Tala was definitely not thinking about him. Not in the slightest...Except maybe on her drive back to work, and the rest of her lunch break. Or the other time when she was at home watching How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, and her mind started to drift off to when their fingertips barely brushed against one another's when he handed over her food order. And yesterday while cooking she started daydreaming about his playful cadence. Or even today, Tala was at work and standing at the nurses station, she was looking over some files when she just couldn't help but think about Lalo. There was something oddly familiar, yet he had this vivacious air to him. Most of the men she encountered that came into El Michoacano were brooding or stoic, with a snarl or scowl to match. But, as stereotypical and overplayed as it sounded, Lalo felt different. Tala nearly cringed, even in her head she knew she sounded like a love struck puppy.

Tala knew whoever she got with wouldn't be some big, romantic, larger-than-life tale where she would be swept off her feet and live happily ever after. That was for the movies. Honestly, she didn't even try to actively date. Sure, she's gone on dates before, and had a few trysts here and there, but nothing ever stuck. They wanted more, but Tala was never ready.

Her daydreams were interrupted by a pen tapping the EKG scans in her hands. Tala nearly jumped as she looked up and saw three of her nurses grinning from ear to ear. "What?"

They giggled like teen girls at a sleepover and nodded past her. She turned and was met with the same smile from her memories. "Doctora," he greeted, "It's good to see you again."

"Hi..."

Tala mentally kicked herself for standing there like a gaping idiot, "W-What are you doing here? How did you find me?"

He shrugged, "Not that many Dr. Tala's in Albuquerque. Really, I think you're the only in New Mexico."

"Right, umm...What can I do for you?" she pushed the file away and tried to gain whatever composure she had left.

"I was wondering if I could chat with you about a personal matter," he glanced over at the nurses and shot them a wink before looking back to her.

The nurses swooned and tried to hold back a fit of giggles and grins. Tala just nodded, trying to be the professional she knew she was. "Of course, let's talk somewhere a little more private," she said and ushered him to follow her.

Lalo gave the nurses one last grin before following after the doctor. "They're a lively bunch," he teased.

She chuckled a bit, "You have no idea."

Tala liked her nursing staff, though they lived for gossip. Then again, the whole hospital did, so she couldn't blame them. Especially they were also some of the few that pushed her to go on a date. "So, what did you need?" she asked, occasionally glancing at the patients in the rooms they passed.

She tried to make it seem she was still doing her job, but honestly she was just trying not to stare at him so much. "You were my uncle's doctor, right?"

Tala paused for a moment, "Uncle."

That's when everything clicked. She stopped in her tracks and finally looked over at Lalo, when she saw the resemblance now. She nearly scoffed but just shook her head and chuckled a bit, starting up her walking again. "Of course," she murmured to herself, "You're a Salamanca."

Of course it was all to good to be true. He couldn't have been some street dealer, he had to be right from source. Lalo picked up on her hostility quickly, but it didn't deter him anymore than it did intrigue him. "So you do know my family."

"All too well," she murmured, "But, I'm not your uncle's doctor anymore, so if you want I can give you the number of his-"

"I'm not here to talk about my tio, I'm here for you."

"Me?"

Tala tried not to look at Lalo out of spite now, but could just tell her was smiling at the side of her head. "What about me?"

"Well, for starters," he began and walked faster to face he head on, "You're just as beautiful as my uncle said you were."

Tala stopped but he continued his pace, causing her to trail after him, "Yeah, yeah, I'm sure he said I was a radiant beauty in those exact words, what are you doing?"

"Well, I was waiting for the next time you'd come by the restaurant, but when you didn't, I figured I'd come to you," he replied as casual as ever.

Lalo kept his eyes exactly on hers, feet not missing a beat as he walked backwards. Thankfully, the hallways wasn't that busy, and most saw them coming and were quick to move to the other side of the hall. Tala, however, kept trying to glance over his shoulders, just in case a stray patient or cart was in their way. "Why? What do you want?" she asked, slightly annoyed that this was about her fourth time asking him that question.

"Isn't it obvious? I'd like to get to know you more. I find you...interesting."

"Well as flattered as I am, I'm afraid I'm busy," she remarked, seeing as they moved towards a more active area.

"When?"

"Everyday."

He chuckled, Lalo was enjoying this and he had no problem showing that he was. That just struck a chord with Tala, in more ways than one. "You need to watch out," she advised, seeing a CNA quickly dodge Lalo.

"Let's have dinner," he pressed on, not a care in the surrounding world to them, "It doesn't have to be anything too special, if you want, you still have to try my cooking."

"Seriously, watch out."

Tala could feel her anxiety bubble as she watched patients and nurses go in and out of rooms up ahead. "Just one night, and I swear you'll fall in love. With my cooking, I mean."

"Lalo watch out!"

In a split second, Tala watched as a nurse walked out of an upcoming room with her medcart, and she quickly reached out, yanking him to her. Lalo stumbled a bit, but balanced himself as held onto the doctor. Tala felt her heart lunge out of her chest a bit as she let out a breath of relief. "Oh my god, Dr. Velasco, are you okay?! I'm so sorry!"

"Yeah, Myra it's fine we're okay, really."

Tala felt her heart start to calm down a bit, but realized just how close she was to Lalo. She looked up and he was smirking down at her, "So, tonight sounds good?"

She just sighed and moved back from him, "If I say yes, will you not cause a scene at my hospital anymore?"

His smile grew, "I'll see you tonight then."

Tala just watched as he sauntered off, throwing her one last look before turning the corner and disappearing into the elevator.

Susmaryosep.

El Michoacano

Later that day

Tala wasn't entirely sure why she even went. Everything in her gut told her not to. She knew the Salamanca's, and she knew that it was best to stay more than 10 feet away from any family member. But, she had a feeling if she didn't, he would be at the hospital everyday till she did. So, here she was, parked in front of El Michoacano and mentally preparing for what was to come. Maybe this was all a trick, an elaborate scheme to take her out. Maybe Lalo and the other Salamanca's were worried she'd squawk to the feds if anyone asked her. Or, as crazy as it sounded, this could just be a regular dinner. Whatever this would end up being, Tala finally exited her car and went inside.

She was just a few steps away from the door when she heard music spilling out. The 'OPEN' sign had already been switched to 'CLOSE,' and there didn't seem to be anyone else around like Domingo or Nacho. A quick peak through the window, and she saw that Lalo had set up one of the tables with a candle and flower in a vase. She could also see that Lalo was zipping around the kitchen, probably finishing up whatever he was cooking. It was kind of cute, all things considered. But, Tala didn't let that deter her from the truth:

Lalo was a Salamanca after all and-like his uncle and cousins-was probably apart of the cartel. She had no idea what his true intentions were, and for all she knew, this could've been a ploy just to tie up loose ends.

Never the less, Tala just took a deep breath and walked inside.

Lalo didn't think Tala would actually agree to join him. Don't get him wrong, he had all the confidence in himself, but the doctor didn't seem to be one who was easily swayed. Regardless, he was more than happy when he heard the small chime of the door as she entered. He lowered the heat of the grill top, before walking out to greet her, "Doctora."

Her usual neat bun was now down, her dark hair had a slight wave to it, but he could tell it was naturally straight. Her scrub top was switched for a light gray long-sleeve, and instead of her work shoes she wore some flat slip-ons. He figured she came straight from work, and the look on her face said it had been a long day. "Please, sit," he said as he walked out and pulled out a chair for her.

She was hesitant, but moved to take a seat, "Thanks."

"Dinner's almost finished, can I get you something to drink?" he asked, racing back to the kitchen to not burn anything.

"Just water," she called after him.

Tala glanced around, just to make sure there was no one hiding before they pounced on her. Was she being paranoid? A little. But, she could never be too paranoid when it came to the Salamanca's. A little bit later, he had brought out two plates along with a small pitcher of water with lemon and mint. He set it all down before taking his place next to her. "Please, after you," he said, unfolding his napkin and placing it on his thigh.

"So, how did you find out where I work?" she asked.

"Nachito told me," he explained, "You remember him, don't you?"

She paused for a moment, before remembering Dom call his friend 'Nacho' here and there, "Vaguely."

Her tension didn't ease as they eat, and Lalo could tell. "If you're worried about me, Doctora, you have nothing to worry about," he mused.

"It's nothing," she said dismissively.

He looked at her and chuckled, "You're not a very good liar, are you?"

"I assure you, I can be a very convincing liar when need be," she teased.

"Really? Go on then: tell me a lie."

Tala sat back and thought about it for a moment, her expression becoming serious. "You're not that good of a cook."

Lalo watched before erupting into laughter, as did she. "You had me there for a second."

"No, I'm serious. It's disgusting," she continued with a small grin.

"Who would've thought? You have a mischievous side to you, Doctora."

"I have a lot of sides to me," she said in a teasing manner.

"I'm sure you do," Lalo could only smirk behind his glass as he took a sip.

"What about you?" Tala asked curiously, "You seemed to pop out of thin air. Your uncle and cousins never mention you before. It's like you didn't exist up until recently."

"I liked to keep a low profile," he said casually, unphased by her pressing questions, "I take care of our business in Mexico, I'm just here to help out a little, you know? Make sure things don't get shaken up with my uncle in his state."

"So, are you planning on leaving soon?"

Lalo looked at Tala and grinned before answering, "I'm not sure yet. I wasn't planning on staying long, but something might cause me to stay."

She tried not to think too much into his words, but kept that in mind.

"So what about you? You seem to know way more about me than I know about you."

Tala looked up at him, this time her own smile forming on her face. "What about me?"

He laughed, "Well, let's start simple: where you from? Chef said you moved here three years ago."

"San Diego. But, before that Tijuana, and before that Philippines."

Lalo was a little surprised, but it made sense considering her proficiency in Spanish, "Tijuana?"

"I know, it sounds weird, but my family fled Philippines when I was just a kid. The smugglers brought us over and guess they got lost and we lived in Mexico for a few years before crossing the border," she explained.

"Fled?"

Tala just nodded, for a split-second, her mind seemed to drift before quickly coming back to reality. "When President Marcos declared martial law, a lot of people got hurt. My parents didn't want me or my brother to go through it, so we left."

"Wow, you have quite the story," he said, hanging on to every word that left her mouth.

She just shook her head to lighten the mood, "Not really, I'm sure there's a billion other stories just like mine."

"Perhaps, but I've met a lot of people, and I have say: there's not one person as interesting as you," Lalo complimented.

She couldn't help but smile a bit, "You think I'm interesting?"

"Very. And smart, and beautiful, and strong," he continued, and Tala would be lying if she said she didn't blush a little.

"Is that how you charms all the girls you ask to dinner?" she remarked.

"Only the ones I like," he said with a wink.

Tala felt her heart flutter a bit and she couldn't hold back the smile on her face. Lalo liked seeing her smile, it made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. If that was even possible.

Dinner went on and Tala actually had a good time. They talked just about everything-except for the cartel and drugs of course-it genuinely was a good time. It's been so long since Lalo was able to just talk and get to know someone without having to worry about if they were going to kill him, or when he should kill them. Tala made him feel like he was just a person, not the scary Salamanca that everyone saw him as. And while he liked his title and commanding power wherever he went, it was refreshing to chat with someone who just saw him as Lalo. He ended up walking to her car when the night started to come to an end. "So, tell me: how'd you like my cooking?"

She chuckled and pretended to think about it for a second, "7.53 out of 10."

"Ouch, tough critic," he teased as he opened her door for her, "Anyway I could change your mind?"

Tala paused as they looked at one another, and she swore her heart skipped a beat when Lalo's eyes glanced down at her lips. Her heart was racing at this point and their closeness didn't help, especially with the scent of Lalo's cologne wafting in her direction. "It's getting late, maybe next time," she said.

Lalo just smiled and gently reached out for Tala's hand, pressing a soft kiss to her knuckles. Her breath hitched as he gave her hand a small squeeze: "I'll be waiting.

It took Tala a moment before getting in her car. She looked out the window and waved goodbye before driving off.

Fuck.

[twilightmalachite]

ABYSS - The Ocean of ■ That Drips Downwards 1

Author: Akira

Characters: Souma, Kanata, Madara

Translator: Mika Enstars

"Kanata is not yet a god, so he does not know anything."

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Season: Winter

Location: Funeral Venue

13 years ago from ES’ first year of establishment. At a funeral venue, somewhere in Tokyo…

Souma: I’m freeeee~!

(Now, what to do! Think, Souma! There’s only half an hour of free time left! Which is, umm, about thirty minutes!)

(I need to make the most of my time with… With something! I mustn’t make waste!)

…But, I’m hungry.

I have a feeling Father forgot about my food.

(What do I do? One can’t fight on an empty stomach…)

(Usually its Mother who prepares my food, but… Mother will be giving birth to my cute younger brother soon.)

(She can’t move because she’s so heavy. So there’s nothing that can be done. We can’t have her walk such a long way away.)

(Even if this funeral… is of someone of utmost priority to our clan.

(Mhm, seems like someone has passed away.)

(Someone who seems to be of great importance to us.)

(Or, perhaps it's offensive to address them as “someone”?)

(Because, that person seems to be a “god”.)

(…A funeral for a god? Do gods die? Hmm…?)

(Well, if they die, they die! Father and Mother would never be wrong about something!)

Uggh, I’m getting hungry thinking so hard. I’m starving. Not even the Great Taikou-sama[1] would have thought we’d suffer and starve to death in the affluent, modern Japan…!)

(Maybe I should ask Father to cook me something to eat~… But he looked busy, and he’s always talking about how boys don’t belong in the kitchen.)

(Hm. In that case, it appears I have no choice but to find food myself.)

(I’m sure if I look hard enough, I can find some insect or beast that can be used as nourishment.)

(No, now that I’m looking closer, food is lined up everywhere!)

(Or is this a mirage that I am seeing?)

(I’m not sure, but this must be a gift from god! In other words, umm, God has helped me!)

(I am filled with gratitude!)

(…Do I need permission to eat this? Will I get scolded? But, there’s nobody around for me to get permission from…)

(And, ugh~… and I’m hungry!)

Thanks for the food!

*chomp chomp*… Ugh, the flavor is so strong. Mother’s food is much more mild…

(Ah! Someone’s coming! Oh no, it’d be embarrassing to be caught stealing food! It’s a shameful act as the child of a samurai family!)

(I-I gotta hide… I’ll go under the table and use it’s curtain to hide myself.)

(Hurry, Souma! Go!!)

Kanata: …Wha, oh?

Souma: ….!?

Kanata: Hm~? Hm~? Hm~?

Souma: …? …?

(What? Who? There’s someone suspicious~!)

(Who is this guy? He’s got a strange air surrounding him…)

Kanata: Is someone there? Mikejima, is it you?

Souma: (Huh? Eh? What’d he say?)

(What a strange-sounding voice… I couldn’t understand him.)

Kanata: …Mikejima.

…Or, not. You smell different.

*lick*…. Hm, and taste different.

Souma: Hyaah!? What did you just do!? Are you a youkai!?

Kanata: Who are you?

Souma: W-Who are you? What are you doing here?

Kanata: Kanata is not doing anything.

Doing nothing, in a sense.

Souma: ? ? ?

Kanata: Do you not understand, Child?

Is it difficult to understand what Kanata is saying?

Souma: K,-katana?[2] No, did you say “Kanata”? Is that your…?

Madara: —Mikejima has arrived when you least expect it!

Souma: Gyahh!?

Madara: Whoaa there, I hit him pretty hard, but who's this guy? Know him, God?

Kanata: Kanata is not yet a god, so he does not know anything.[3]

Also, you took a long time coming back, Mikejima.

Madara: Sorryyy, I had a bit of trouble securing an infiltration route, you see—

Souma: (W-Who is this person? These people? They look to be about the same age as me…)

(Ahh, no good. I was already feeling dizzy from hunger, so the shock of getting hit is making me feel faint…)

(I’ve been, defeated… Losing, consciousness…)

… …

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1. Referring to Toyomi Hideyoshi, a samurai who later rose to feudal lord. He used to be a retainer of Oda Nobunaga, and succeeded him to unite Japan during the Sengoku period.

2. Souma uses the kanji for katana (刀) here out of confusion, since it's similar to Kanata.

3. This line here is partially voice-acted in-game if you'd like to hear baby Kanata speak!

[kobeniliker]

WeRE BACK W THE LONGPOSTS!!! 128 !!!!!! !!!!Spoiler & content warnings: csm ch. 128, canon typical violence ect. ect.

THIS IS FUNNY BUT ALSO VERY SERIOUS!!! Because in a literal sense, this implies that Denji’s only reason for living is sex. The hope that some day he could have sex was the only thing keeping the trauma and bad things at bay, and without it he is susceptible to the power of the Falling Devil. (Also a side note, but ace asa mitaka ftw!!!!! Shes so right tbh kinda is gross )

They are on a plate. Ok, well. Uh. Huh

Okay, and that’s the guy the plate is for!!! I think hes the same devil from an earlier chapter w the falling devil, like the weird big worm dude. Personally I think this guy is the gluttony devil; I think it would be cool to have that contrast with Fami. Though it’s also implied that this guy will be killed/punished if he does not eat them. (“The falling devil has no tolerance for diners who do not finish their meals”)

It seems like this devil is still in hell (the doors…) , and since the falling devil mentioned she came to get asa on orders from a superior this might be that guy? Like, he made an order and shes cooking it for him like idk she runs a devil restaurant. Wouldn’t make sense that she would kill him though if he is her superior? Or maybe it would. Idk!!!!

NOW FOR THE :0 PART

WHOS THIS?!?!??!?Why do they know the things they told denji? The whole “until sunrise” thing seems kinda arbitrary, because devils can still be out in sunlight? Why is that important? How did they sneak up on the falling devil? Lots of questions.

IMPORTANT THINGS ABOUT THE DESIGN:

Chainsaw arms. This is probably the same person/devil/hybrid/whatever with the csm silhouette, the one that killed Yuko. Those chainsaws are 100% not fake!!!I do not think this is the same person who gave denji blood (mostly bc i thinks its yoshida but w/e). This person is sleeveless, which to be fair, probably would be given the chainsaws. But the person who gave denji blood appeared to be wearing a dark longsleeve overcoat, most likely a school uniform.

I guess it’s possible they took it off, but then they would have had to change shoes??? I really doubt that that’s just the shading, because we can still clearly see denji and asa’s white shoes while they are running through- well, wherever they are

Personally I think it might be a “chainsaw woman” just because I think it would be funny that Asa tells him “no woman will have sex w a guy w a chainsaw face” and then a woman with a chainsaw face shows up. That would be funny, c’mon!!!! Alternatively, chainsaw man devil. Alternatively alternatively, some more crazy fujimoto plot twist idk.(based on the pose and the chainsaw in falling devil’s torso, this person has a 3rd chainsaw, PROBABLY in their head like denji’s)

Umm thats all i got for now im supposed to be writing a research essay might update this later lol

[danothan]

YOU DIDNT ASK so im sorry in advance (especially because i wont be explaining this well) But. ill be so honest i dont think the t-shirt kon is bad in a vacuum like it could be cute 😭 i do think its genuinely kinda fun when the characters wear their own little merch. the t-shirt outfit is even kind of funny because hes literally just wearing a t-shirt and jeans 😭 i love kon no matter what!!

but in the context of the transition from young justice (the comic) and the gang "graduating" into the teen titans (vol.3) i feel like it was a regression for him. idk i read into kon and transness+being lgbt too much so ive seen interpretations of it being his internalized homo/transphobia because its also a time where he has a secret identity for the first time in small-town america... and i do enjoy that, but it was Not intended by the writes (especially considering who was writing him in the mid-late 2000s)

kon's character to start off is really about identity and the reclamation of it when he was intended to be a Thing, and how he struggled under the weight of acting like he thinks he should/expectations placed on him (especially because he did not have an alternate identity or a name at first, he was just superboy. THEN kon el and conner kent) and how he expresses himself by replacing a tag cadmus put on him with a gold earring and generally dressing in a flashy and flamboyant and alternative way

so then when we transition to the teen titans kon, they sort of......strip him of that expression of personality. hes put in a t-shirt and jeans. they take away his earring. hes put in a relationship w/ cassie sandsmark (who btw. is very wlw coded to match him in the YJ comic, and both of their designs suffered what we call the cishetifcation) that is ultimately so bad for their characters (meanwhile kon is written into the most gay coded friendship w/ tim drake for like. a decade.)

and the young justice cartoon is an adaptation that was attempting to take the teen titans run from the 80s i believe? and young justice 98-2003, AND the 00's teen titans run. (decades of story to work with and way too many characters and groups, leads the cartoon to, in my opinion, suffer from a too many cooks situation)

and it does not handle kons character very well at all either </3 AND they used the t-shirt design while sticking him in a very unhealthy relationship w/ a character hes never really interacted w/ much in the comics. so umm. TL;DR very mixed feelings on t-shirt conner

i do recommend reading young justice though <3 (AND IM GLAD YOU LIKE MY DESIGN !! tysm <333 the curly hair is a must <3) sorry for the essay i just wanted to expand on why i put the t-shirt boy in the "sigh" categories 😭

ah, when i said i liked t-shirt conner, i didn’t mean the outfit, i was specifically referring to the young justice cartoon’s characterization ^^; i do acknowledge that it was a mixed bag that was forced to cherrypick years of history as an adaptation, and i get why conner fans don’t see him as Their Conner, but i’m gonna be so real with you. i liked him a lot in the cartoon 😭 as a standalone show, the first season does a rly good job of letting you understand his struggles and thought process, there were a lot of moments that endeared me to his angst while also letting him still feel like a kid. but i think i’m also biased towards characters that default to anger as a trauma response (completely unrelated to recent events believe it or not! wacky coincidence tho! foreshadowing even…?)

conner and m’gann’s relationship was def not the most interesting to me, but it’s also not the worst one. i have other biases against. other couples. but i’m curious to see how it develops bc unhealthy or not, i wanna see how it affects the characters, ykwim? like i’m not in it for the shipping, even if we All know there’s a better conner ship U__U

idk i just feel worn out by comics cynicism bc while i get it (i’m a hal fan, by god do i get it), i also don’t want to treat anything in dc too sacred. it’s more fun for me personally to view new iterations/adaptations as puzzles to work out rather than view them as character assassinations if even that. there are some truly unsalvageable things out there, but i generally think there’s smth good to gain in everything. and the young justice cartoon gave me a t-shirt conner to gain in my heart, so i can’t fault his character change too much as drastic as it is

all of this to say tho: the alt look is obviously superior. NOTHING beats a cropped jacket <3