#wasn't too proud of this until I started coloring. I'm so cool

[dixidin]

Sixth day of cringetober (≧ x ≦)

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[charbies]

linktober 31 - HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

I thought for the last day I'd write a little retrospective on what this whole thing was like and what I learned. I'm too tired to draw literally anything else I'm due for a break lol

So this was my second time ever attempting a linktober/october drawing challenge, but my first time managing to complete all the days and prompts. I feel super proud of myself and accomplished for pulling it off.

There were a number of things that were surprising and that were challenging for me that I wasn't expecting this month. If anything, I think this challenge really highlighted my flaws and mental blindspots with how I approach making art.

For one thing, I came away from this not liking everything I made. I think I only like about 9 or 10 of the 30 pieces I put out there. When I don't like my art, I tend to get stuck in this mental stalemate of refusing to finish a piece until I like it, but also refusing to retrace my steps and erase/rework what I have so far for fear of losing progress or not being able to replicate the line/angle/color/etc that I liked.

It was surprisingly hard to accept when I didn't like a piece but had to move on for the sake of time and post it anyway. But once I did it a few times, it got easier. I realized prioritizing my standards over my available energy is not gonna promote progress. If I kept sinking myself into one piece and not moving on until it was optimal, I never would have finished anything-- that was the pitfall that ultimately made me bail out 10 days in last year.

I also realized my sunk cost fallacy/"what if I erase this and can never redraw it good again" stems from some real lack of confidence in my knowledge and techniques with art. I'm self-taught, and I think I tend to believe that everything I make is a dumb happy accident, even though I have mental rules when I draw, use tons of references, and have a process lol. There are a few pieces I started over 2-3 times before I got them right, and that's starting to feel liberating instead of like failing to me now, which I never expected to come out of this experience so that's cool.

Another place I had to learn to let go of control in this was with allowing for style variation. I really wanted each and every piece to be coherent and painterly, like they all came from the same book or something. But then I couldn't decide whether I wanted to do all/no lineart, all/no detailed background, all/no heavy rendering, etc. At the end I settled on just keeping the same canvas dimensions and just prioritizing filling up the space. Glad I ended up doing this, because I really would benefit from continuing to chill out and scale back how much I default to making dramatic, high-render pieces. I gotta break out of my comfort zone and make more sketchy little guys!

Sometimes my attachment to the prompts fluctuated; some prompts I thought I would love and then just wanted to get them over with. Some prompts I thought I would hate and subsequently half-ass, then I ended up redoing them and putting more effort & time into and loved the end result!

It was funny to also see how some pieces that I loved straight up did not get a whole lot of notes or attention. Some pieces I was "meh" about did crazy numbers lol. I'm used to posting maybe 5-6 times a year on here, so I'm usually indifferent to getting notes (by which I mean, I'm super grateful for likes & reblogs and the super sweet & funny messages in y'alls tags, but I'm not butthurt when I don't get notes because whatever happens, happens). Churning out 30 pieces in 30 days made me sometimes get bewildered by what did and didn't get notes, but frankly in the end I think it helps reaffirm that I should continue putting whatever I want out there because it! is! not! graded!!!

So would I do Linktober again? Probably not, sorry! it was a lot of time & effort and took me away from fall festivities more than I would have liked. I kinda only managed to pull this off because I was transitioning between jobs this month and had a week off to just draw. But I also completely see the value in taking on a challenge like this and finishing what I started, I'm super glad I did this, I think my art improved from it. I would definitely do future drawing challenges/prompt things that are quicker or have less prompts!

My advice to prospective future linktoberers: pace yourself and be gentle; this is a great chance to do something exciting and new with your art, but above all it's about you having fun. There are no prizes at the end except for what you've learned and how you feel about it, and that's for the best!!

One thing's for sure, I am zelda'd out lmao so I'll be branching out towards some little projects I have lined up for personal art and other fandoms I'm into right now

So anyway thanks to all of you who read this or who gassed me up this whole month, I appreciate you!!!!!!!! ヾ(＾∇＾)

[deliciouskeys]

Cozy Corner Domaystic prompt #6: Laundry

Butchlander, 1k. (Ok, at least I wrote one! phew)

"It's really not that funny."

"Agree to disagree." Butcher can barely get the words out before he cracks up again.

"This is entirely your fault, you know, beginning to end."

"Oh yeah, how do you figure that?"

"If you didn't fucking--" Homelander sighs and presses his lips together in frustration, looking pained to even say it. "... fucking use my cape as a rag and get it dirty in the first place..."

"Did I insist you keep your top on the whole time? Did you really need your security blanket with you while getting shagged?"

"I had the cape out of the way. It wasn't going to get dirty until you decided to clean up with it."

"You were leaking all over the place! Easier to wash your cape than all of the bedding." Butcher tries to keep a straight face, but a smile is hard to suppress when he can see the supe get more irate with each word, shaking his head.

"Don't even--! Your entire bed smells like cigarettes most days of the week! Maybe you should have just washed your sheets instead of throwing my cape into your godforsaken basement washing machine!"

"I'm sorry, love. I'm sure Vought will provide ya with a new one."

"It's not about that." Homelander rolls his eyes. "It's not something you can just throw in the trash."

"Why not?"

"Because you're not allowed to throw an American flag in the trash, idiot. Even if it's been desecrated by some British barbarian."

"Desecrated, huh? Pretty sure you're not supposed to wear an American flag either."

"I'm not some nobody. I honor it by wearing it."

"Then stop bitching and keep wearing it! Maybe you'll start a new trend."

Homelander looks like he's contemplating lasering Butcher in half, but his eyes don't go red.

"It might look better like this, you know. Make you look taller."

"You didn't just shrink it."

"Didn't see a tag that said 'cold wash only'." Butcher shrugs. "And I was always told that 'these colors don't run'."

"You are so fucking disrespectful and so fucking proud of it too," Homelander says, shaking his head. "Insulting every vet who ever died defending this country and what this flag stands for."

"Oh please, there's only one person I'm disrespecting." Butcher checks something on his phone. "Well, you're right. You're not supposed to throw the flag in with rubbish. You're supposed to burn it. Funny that, always thought that was more of a 'Death to America' kind of spectacle."

"Fine by me," Homelander says and before Butcher can protest sets the shrunken, red-and-pink striped cape he's holding at arm's length on fire, right in the middle of the living room. Charred, black pieces of it float down to the wooden floor.

"Oi! You tryin'a burn my flat down just for ruining one of your stupid capes?!"

Homelander's eyes fade back to their cool unnerving blue. "William. I can burn your dingy little apartment down in much more efficient ways if you give me cause."

"Cause?" Butcher asks as he sweeps up the ash into a dustpan. "Like what? Tryin' to kill ya?"

"Like not giving me an I'm-sorry blowjob right fucking now," Homelander says, seating himself on the couch, leaning back and spreading his thighs.

Butcher looks him over, smirks at the supe's brazen eagerness despite getting so worked up about a piece of his uniform getting ruined. "Only if you actually undress this time."

Homelander hesitates, evidently much more comfortable taking off his pants than anything above the waist, but relents. Butcher can't help but snigger when he sees the supe fold his stiff padded suit up carefully and drape it over the back of one of the chairs near the kitchen, making sure it's out of easy reach of where he reseats himself.

Butcher knows when to humor the cunt, and slides down to his knees between Homelander's legs. But he can't help himself, hooks his hands on the insides of Homeland's knees, and pulls them over his shoulders, tilting the pelvis in front of him. Homelander doesn't fight it and instantly, magically looks thrown off his game-- that annoying look of sitting on a throne awaiting service is nowhere to be seen anymore.

"You sure you don't want me to run the rest of it through the wash?"

"Shut up and get on with it already," Homelander hisses, not trying to hide his irritation in the slightest, but still throwing a nervous look over to where his clothes are, out of harm's way, at least for now.

"You don't look half bad with your top off, you know," Butcher says, working Homelander's erection with one hand while sneaking his hand up and tweaking one of the newly uncovered nipples. "And I don’t think you ever really fooled anyone with those pushup padded tits."

Homelander doesn't even deign to respond, turns away with a huff. His face is red... is this shameless son of a bitch blushing because he's actually embarrassed? By this of all things? There's no way Butcher won't take advantage of it.

"You scared to be seen shirtless? Scared to have your nips out? Scared someone might do... this?" Butcher pushes upwards, pulls the supe's knees up right along with him, still hooked over his shoulders, and breathes softly against Homelander's chest and watches his small nipples pull up even tighter. Homelander lets out a delicious, pained sound when Butcher runs his tongue against one of them, still panting as he wraps his arms protectively around his chest.

"My cock's down there," he mumbles, motioning down with his gaze, trying so hard to sound mean.

"Yeah, think I saw it on the way up here."

"William, I've been nothing but patient and never once pulled you or pushed you."

"That's very kind of you."

"Don't make this the first time I have to shove your head down."

"Your cock will get its turn, don't you worry. Soon as I get my fill of being up here, watchin' ya squirm."

Homelander's arms only pull in more tightly, refusing access. Butcher kisses one of his forearms.

"I'm gonna put your whole clownsuit through the wash if you keep acting coy," Butcher threatens the other man, but deep down he wonders why this supe seems so uncomfortable showing his upper body to anyone.

"And I'm gonna laser you in the face," Homelander mutters, but relents and opens his arms.

"Fair trade," Butcher says before running his tongue across the other nipple, enjoying Homelander’s feeble attempt to suppress a moan.

(AO3 link)

A/N: I find these rules amusing and, yes, somewhat crazy:

(d) The flag should never be used as wearing apparel, bedding, or drapery... (j) No part of the flag should ever be used as a costume or athletic uniform [...] The flag represents a living country and is itself considered a living thing. (k) The flag, when it is in such condition that it is no longer a fitting emblem for display, should be destroyed in a dignified way, preferably by burning.

[odiesbun]

♡...A trip together with them...♡

There may be errors in the text, as my native language is not English. Thank you for your likes and your request!

genre: fluff

warning: References to food, travel, family. A lot of romance. Mention of falling in love.

w.c: 1.8k

a/n: I'm alive. I haven't posted parts since I was sick, but I'm fine now, so I'll try to work again!

♡Chan♡

The most absurd thing about this situation was that your car stalled right in the middle of the road and wasn't even planning to start. Fortunately, Chan managed to park the car on the side of the road and in addition to your boyfriend, you also had Changbin and Han to accompany you on your trip.

The men went around to the front of the car, opening the hood and looking smartly at the insides of the car.

- „Apparently the car had overheated in the sun.“ - Changbin finally summed up, shrugging his shoulders and closing the hood. All four of you, including you who tried to help, didn't see any visible breakdown, so maybe Changbin was right.

- „No surprise there. In this heat, even I'm about to overheat.“ - Han wiped the sweat from his forehead, waving his hands over his face to make his time in this heat somehow easier.

- „We'll have to wait until tonight for the car to cool down so we can go home.“ - Chan clasped his hands together, sighing. He realized that at the very least you would not only mate from the heat in the car, but you would starve to death by the time evening arrived. For you only took water bottles, but you all forgot the food.

- „But we can call Minho to pick us up and our car...?“ - You tentatively suggested, arching an eyebrow.

- „Damn, baby!“ - Chan snapped his fingers. - „You're a genius!“

Then Christopher turned to the younger ones, with a proud and confident look, asking them not to empty their phones, but to try to call Minho, or at least someone in the group, to pick you up.

♡Lee Know♡

You paused in the aisle with a surprised look on your face, eyebrows raised, watching your boyfriend. Around Minho sat his three cats as he struggled to pack another suitcase while three more bags of the same huge size stood near the front door.

- „Minho, I don't think we'll need that much stuff on our honeymoon...“ - You giggled as you walked closer to the guy and helped him button the suitcase. The suitcase took on an oval shape due to too much stuff, but it slammed shut under your pressure, still threatening to open at any moment.

- „You - maybe, but me and my cats need everything.“ - Minho hummed, walking proudly out into the hallway. There were a few more towels and grooming creams on the nightstand, but your suitcases no longer had room, so you just packed it in a bag. Suddenly Minho stopped in the middle of the room with a surprised expression on his face, slowly turning his head in your direction.

- „I remembered that we forgot...“ - He gave out in a serious tone, his face darkening. Your heart skipped a beat, expecting the worst.

- „What?“ - You raised your eyebrows, turning pale.

- „We haven't done the passports for Soonie, Doonie and Dori, so we're not likely to be allowed on the plane with the animals...“ - Lee Know sighed, dropping his hands and raking all the bags into one pile.

It seems your honeymoon will have to be delayed for a few days or months... Or you'll have to leave Minho's cats with his friends or family, but then you'll be back much sooner from your vacation because the guy will miss his cats a lot.

♡Changbin♡

Changbin spread out a beautiful two-color blanket on the grass, a brazier to cook meat(if you are a vegetarian, read: vegetables) and a small but very capacious basket of food. Fireflies flew around you while you stretched another blanket over two tree branches, thus creating your home theater.

Changbin looked back at you, snickering. The idea of going out of town somewhere for an evening picnic was yours, but really, Changbin was totally head over heels and delighted that you read his mind. He carried the thought around for days, but he wasn't going to tell you about it until the weekend when you would both be free.

- „Changbin, have you finished yet?“ - You straightened up, smelling the smells of warming coals and smoky-smoked food. Before you could react in any way, Changbin held out a small piece of food to you on a stick, looking at you with puppy dog eyes.

- „Would you try for me...?“ - He muttered, finding no excuse for what he was doing. You smiled, chewing your food with an intelligent and important look. Then your eyes gleamed and you grinned contentedly.

- „Changbin, you're a born cook!“ - You clapped your hands together, smacking So on the cheek. Changbin blushed, smiling embarrassedly and looking away. - „I didn't know about your culinary talents, bunny~.“

- „Am I really that good? Come on, you're flattering me, baby.“ - Changbin chuckled, wrapping his arms around your waist and looking up at the starry sky. - „It's beautiful.“

- „What?“ - You looked up, not quite sure what you meant.

- „I was originally talking about the starry sky, but now I could say the same thing about you.“

♡Hyunjin♡

You sighed, rubbing your temples. It was very early in the morning, but you and Hyunjin were already on the road, as you had to get to his parents, who lived in another city, by lunchtime. Hyunjin was sleeping peacefully in the passenger seat, but when the car bounced on another bump, Hwang would wake up and look around in surprise, then fall asleep again. This repeated itself time after time as you drove.

Suddenly Hyunjin straightened up again, his spine crunched painfully, and he groaned pitifully and squeezily. His hand reached toward your knee, stroking you gently with his thumb. You shifted your gaze to him with a weary smile.

- „We need to eat. We haven't eaten since this morning“ - He began, combing your hair back to make you more comfortable. You nodded, knowing that Hyunjin was going to offer you something.

- „And what do you suggest?“ - Your fingers drummed on the steering wheel, you sighed. Hyunjin shifted his gaze to the windshield before continuing his train of thought.

- „There will be a small street café not far away. My family and I used to eat here often when we were away from home... This cafe is still in operation, I was so surprised when I heard about it, can you imagine?“ - Hyunjin clapped his eyes enthusiastically, clinging to your hand that was on the steering wheel.

- „Please, I loved that café so much! There are so many memories associated with it, I want another memory associated with you and this train!“ - Hyunjin whimpered childishly, sticking out his lower lip.

Naturally, you agreed, for you were both feeling hungry... Besides, how can you refuse such a nice guy like Hyunjin when he begs you so nicely?

♡Han♡

You ran after each other on the beach, laughing, splashing in the cool water from the sea. You had originally planned to go on vacation to the mountains, but a great, deserted beach came across your path that you couldn't let out of your sight.

- „Hey, that's enough!“ - You covered your face with your hands, running backwards as a hard splash came flying at you from Jisung's side. You shrieked, momentarily on the beach. - „I'm not going to unpack my suitcases of spare clothes to change into if you throw water on me!“

- „Oh, come on~. Come here, I won't do anything wrong.“ - Jisung slyly beckoned you with his hand, squinting. As you stepped back into the water, he tapped his hand sharply on the water again, sending tons of splashes in your direction.

♡♡♡

In the evening you were still on the beach, but now you were sitting on the beach, wrapped in a towel and watching the sunset. You were both soaking wet, but you were in love and happy. Jisung fumbled with your hand, intertwining your fingers and then gently kissing your knuckles.

- „You know, I'd like to do this day again sometime...“ - Jisung smiled, moving his gaze to you with loving eyes. - „Because with you I truly feel happy.“

- „Of course you do. I love you so much, Jisung.“ - You smiled, blissfully covering your eyes. Han threw a towel over your shoulders, leaning closer and touching his lips to yours.

- „I love you too, Y/n.“

♡Felix♡

Felix ran enthusiastically from side to side, telling you about every object in Australia he knew well or not so well, while you barely had time to open your mouth to say anything. Initially it was just a nice walk, during which you caught a cab to the other side of town and you casually said that you'd be quite interested if Felix told you a little about his town... But Felix gave you a full-fledged tour.

- „Wow.“ - You grinned as you climbed the massive steps up, barely keeping up with your boyfriend. - „You know absolutely everything here, even where what stone lay?“

- „Yeah“ - Felix chuckled, smiling. He waited until you reached it, and then he took your hand, and now you were walking together, holding hands. - „When I was a kid, I looked around every corner. It's changed a little while I was away...“

- „You bet it has. You haven't been in this neighborhood in about five years, have you?“ - A purring cat strode next to your feet, making you smile.

- „More... I guess I haven't been here in about seven years? Yes, seven...“ - He breathed in the warm air, spreading his arms out in the sun as if to warm himself. You giggled, hugging Felix from behind and tucking your nose into his back.

- „I'm glad you gave me a little tour of the neighborhood“ - You smiled. Felix turned his head toward you, completely relaxed not only from the sun, but also from your embrace.

- „We've got two whole weeks of vacation ahead of us, so I'll give you a tour of all the parts of Australia I've been to.“ - He rolled over to you with his whole body, gently kissing the corner of your lips, and then ruffling your hair, pulling you along again, completely happy.

Isn't that happiness?

♡Seungmin♡

You, Seungmin, and Jeongin have been driving around the city at night for hours with loud music, making for a kind of evening of pleasure and karaoke. Hiring a car for the evening and taking a breeze ride in and around the city was your best decision.

You stuck your hand out the ajar car window, catching the cool breeze as you drove past an illuminated lake on the edge of town. The same song spun on your car stereo on repeat, making you cringe at the chorus each time, singing along. Jeoning sat in the back, while you and Seungmin sat in the front.

- „Beautiful...“ - Jeoning nodded his head enthusiastically, smiling. He almost clung to the window, gasping and watching the beautiful lanterns that illuminated the space around you. Seungmin hummed, pushing the gas pedal in so you could accelerate a little, overtaking the stranger's car in front of you.

- „I can't stop falling in love with you“ - Seungmin chanted, his fingers drumming on the steering wheel. You giggled as you translated your crush on him, realizing that Seungmin was looking at you, too.

It was then that Seungmin realized he was in love with you. It was that night that you both realized that you were bound by destiny to each other.

(The song that was playing in your car - I Can't Stop by I.N and Seungmin)

♡Jeongin♡

Going by car to the other side of the country was not the best decision, but you realized it only in the process of the trip, when you were already hundreds or even thousands of miles away from home. The beautiful evening had long since changed to night, you were both tired and sleepy. On top of that, your bones were terribly stiff, and you didn't really want to stop in the middle of a dark field or forest to stretch your legs.

- „If you want, you can get in the backseat to sleep. You need your sleep, and I can tell you're tired.“ - In the silence, in which only the muffled sound of the car engine could be heard, Jeongin said.

- „Well... But... It's harder for you, you're driving. You should get some sleep, too.“ - You yawned, then smiled innocently. Jeongin smiled, too.

- „Yes, all right. I'll stop somewhere secluded so we can get some sleep.“

After a while, the guy pulled over on the side of the road. You pulled out the seats and spread out the blankets and pillows before you both snuggled up in the car. You lay together for a while before Jeongin gently touched your face with his palm.

- „You know, I'm the happiest person in the world right now. Because you're next to me.“ - Jeongin leaned gently toward you, kissing your forehead. - „Sleep, baby.“

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1153: See Him Again (Sonic)

12:12 p.m. at the Crocodile Residence's Kitchen...........

Espio: (Grabs his Chin While Examining Directly at the Turkey in Front of Him) Hmmm.............

Vanilla: (Nervously Grabs Onto her Knuckle Placed on her Chest) Give it to me straight, Espio. ('Gulp') I-I can handle it........

Espio: Well...The color and texture of the skin is rich brown......The seasonings are in place.....(Sticks the Needle Point of the Meat Thermometer onto the Middle of the Turkey as He Watches the Device Calculate it's Temperature) And from the looks of it, the temperature is very close to actual heat temperature. (Takes the Thermometer Out of the Turkey, Forming a Proud Smile on his Face) With that being said, I am happy to announce that our turkey this year is in near perfection.

Vanilla: (Gasps Before Happily Clapping her Hands Rapidly) It's even better than last year!~

Espio: (Happily Nodded in Agreement) Indeed. You went all out this year around and it definitely shows- (Immediately Gets Pulled into a Tight, Loving Hug)

Vanilla: (Happily Hugging Espio) WE went all out this year alone!~ Our Thanksgiving dinner wouldn't nearly be as spectacular as it is now if it weren't to your help and guidance!~ Thank you!!~

Espio: (Winces in a Bit of Pain) Don't....mention it.....Happy to help, Mother!......

Vanilla: Oh. (Lets Go of Espio with a Sheepish Smile on her Face) S-Sorry about that, dear~ The excitement got the better of me again....

Espio: That's alright, mother. (Picks up the Lit and Place it Over the Newly Cooked Turkey) Master would get ecstatic too if he was here to see all of this.

Vanilla: I've been meaning to ask you about him. Was he the one who taught you how to cook in the first place?

Espio: Somewhat. His favorite meal growing up would always be any bowl ramen you could think of. So when I was younger and with the help from a few of his peers, I was able to learn how make one for ourselves to enjoy on many occasions. (Smiles Fondly at the Past) And every time, he would always put on a delightful smile on his face, praising me for a job well done.

Vanilla: (Giggles Softly) Can't say I blame him. Your ramen are worth the praise and admiration~

Espio: (Happily Bows at Vanilla) Thank you. I'm glad you guys like them. But anyways, it wasn't until I grew up and left out of the dojo on my own a few years later that I've gradually started to learn how to cook various other meals from every cookbooks I could get my hands on at the time. It always makes me wonder what master would think if ever tries them out for himself. (Slowly Starts to Frown a Bit) If.....he's okay that is......

Vanilla: (Frowns a Bit as Well) You still haven't heard back from him yet?

Espio: ('Sigh') I can't say that I have unfortunately...... I know it takes time for a letter to reach it's destination in a long distance, but it's been so long since either of us seen each other face to face. I couldn't help but to worry about him.....

Vanilla: (Gives Espio a Reassuring Smile on her Face) Have more faith in him, dear. I'm sure you two will see one another one day.

Espio: (Simply Nodded) I hope so. (Smiles Softly at Vanilla) I have yet to introduce him to wonderful folks i considered my family.

Vanilla's heart starts to melt in pure happiness by Espio's comment. It makes her happy to know Espio and Charmy see her as their mother, let alone have them and Vector apart of her family to begin with.

Cream: (In the Other Room) ESPIOOOO!~ A LETTER HAS ARRIVED FOR YOUUUU!~

Cheese: (In the Other Room as Well) CHAO CHAO!!~

Confused and curious, Espio and Vanilla decides to head into living room to find out.

Vanilla: (Walks into the Living Room Along with Espio) The mall man came by our house on Thanksgiving Day?

Vector: Nah, it was a while Flicky that flew by

Charmy: With this really cool looking scar on the right side of his eyes.

Cream: It must've so hard for that poor little thing to see properly.....

Espio: A scar on his.....(Eyes Suddenly Begins to Widened at the Realization) Wait....That Flicky....It doesn't happen to belong to Master, does it?

Vector: Only one way to find out.

Espio catches the scroll Vector tossed to him before giving a silent nod,, opens it up, and, begins to read it out loud for everyone to hear.

Dear Espio,

Hello! Its been so long since I heard from you these days. I apologize greatly for not being able to write a letter back sooner. I have been a lot busy training with newest recruits nowadays that I don't quite have much freetime on my hands as I used to in the old days. And before you start to worry, yes, I am doing fairly well these days. I might have gotten older, but my guidance and unyielding spirit has not died out just yet.

On a brighter note, I have read each letter you have given thus far, and while it pains me that you are not with us these days, it also makes me incredibly happy to hear that you not only found a profession that tests your skills and intelligence flawlessly, but you also found those whom you formed an unbreakable bonds with. Those you considered as your very own family.

You've grown a lot since then and as such, words cannot describe just how proud I truly am of you and your progress thus. I still hope for the day we cross paths once more soon, even meeting the love ones you've talked so much about, but until that day comes, all I can do now is to wish you the best of luck to what life has in store for you next and pray that one day, you will strive to become a better man than I could ever hope of being.

Until we meet again, take care, my prized student.

Love,

Hoshimaru Hasashi

Tears begins to flow down from Espio's eyes as the melting feeling of his heart starts occur within him. It's been a long time since he feels the need to cry. But as emotional as he is now, he's extremely happy to know that one and master is not only alive and well, but that he's proud of him. Proud of the young man he spent all these years training and raising worked his way up to becoming what is now: a Chaotix Detective and a full-fledged shinobi.

Cream: (Starts Getting Worried) Espio? Are you okay?

Espio: Yeah.....('Sniff') (Uses the Back of his Knuckle to Wipe the Tears Away) Everything is fine.......

Vanilla: Do you wanna group hug by an chance?

Espio: Yeah....('Sniff') (Turns to Everyone with a Teary Smile on his Face) A hug....would be nice about now.......

Vanilla: Oh baby!~ (Rushes Over to Give Espio Another Loving Hug) It's okay.

Cream: (Joins in on the Hug Fest as Well) There's no need to cry~

Cheese: (Joins in) Chao Chao Chao.

Charmy: (Joins in) Yeah, It's okay.

Vector: (Joins in on the Group Hug) We got you, man. We stick together no matter what.

Espio: (Hugs His Family Back) ('Sniff') I know.....('Sniff') I love you all so much.....

Cheese suddenly notices a folded up piece if paper on the ground before floating himself over there, picks it up, and unfolds it for himself.

It didn't take long fornthe young Chao's eyes to widened at what he saw before rushing back to the family.

Cheese: (Starts Tapping on Charmy's Shoulder) ('Psst') Chao. Chaochao Chao Chao.

Charmy: (Turns to Cheese) Hm? What's up, Cheese?

Cheese: (Shows Charmy the Picture) Chao!

Charmy: (Eyes Widened at What he is Seeing Right Now) NO WAHAYAYAYYYY! (Starts Bursting Out Laughing)

Vanilla: (Quickly Turns to the Bee Along with Everyone Else) Charmy?

Vector: What gotten you more noisy than usual?

Charmy: (Flailing his Hands amd Feet Around Before Taking the Picture From an Already Snickering Cheese's Hand) Guys, guys, you gotta see this! Chese found one of Espio's baby picture sitting on the floor!

Espio: (Eyes Widened as He Turns Directly at Charmy) Who's baby picture?

Charmy: (Points at Espio) Yours! (Forms a Teasing Smirk on his Face) Apparently Master Hisashi's Prized Student just so happens to be a famous Lil' Ninja Star~ See? (Shows Everyone a Picture of a Baby Espio Happily Holding up Kunais Up in the Air with the Captions 'BABY NINJA STAR' Written Below the Picture Itself)

Espio: (Eyes and Mouth Widened in Complete Shock and Silence)

Cream/Vanilla: ('Gasps') Oh my gosh!~

Vector: (Starts Laughing as Well)

Vanilla: (Clasps Her Hands Together as They Begin to Gush About thr Picture in Question) He's looks so adorable!!~

Cream: AWWWWWW!~

Espio: N-N-No!.....(Starts Blushing) D-Don't tell me.....

Vector: Hey, Ninja Star! Your master wrote a note for you behind the photo. Says he hope we could savor your cuteness for generations to come!~ (Continues Laughing with Charmy and Cheese)

Espio: (Crunches Up the Letter in Complete Anger) Damn you.....Master Hisahi!!

Cream: (Gently Grabs Hold of Espio's Other Hand) Espio, are you okay now?

Espio: (Takes a Very Deep Breath Before Looking Down at Cream) Well, other than my immense embarrassment, I say I'll do just fine for now.......

Cream: (Smiles Softly) That's good. (Hugs Espio) Please don't be mad. We only laugh because we care.

Espio: ('Sighs Heavily') I just hope no one else sees th-

?????: ESPIO!~

Espio's eyes starts to widened yet again as he turns to see his girlfriend abd boyfriend, Blaze and Silver, joining in on the sightseeing crowd.

Blaze: (Smiles Brightly) You didn't tell us you had an precious baby photo lying around here~

Silver: (Clasps his Hands Together as He Starts Gushing) You look so cute and squishy, I could just pinch your cheeks just thinking about them!~

Espio: (Squats Down on the Ground and Lowers his Head onto his Knees) My life is officially over.....

Cream: No, your life is still continuing. (Hugs Espio Yet Again) And we're here to see it through the very end. (Gives Espio a Kiss on the Head)

Espio: ('Sigh') I know.

Happy Late Thanksgiving, Everyone!!

@cyber-wildcat

@rechicken-and-waffles

@caleb13frede

@albion-93

[finn-m-corvex]

Jaya Week 2023 Day 3: Surprise

I told myself I wasn't going to do this. "Finn, you have to do something different," I told myself in the mirror yesterday, but before I could stop myself I had already written 500 words of this and it was too late to start it again so, I did it (and I'm damn proud of it). I did the thing that everyone was probably expecting for this prompt and I can't even say I regret it, because this was a ton of fun to write and I love how it turned out.

Words: 2.3k

TWs: vomiting mention, nothing graphic whatsoever but I thought I would put it here

[REUPLOAD!]

“This is pointless!” Nya yelled, throwing down the magazine with enough force to bend the spine. “None of these have what I need!”

She stomped over the pile of already discarded magazines, crumpling their colorful covers with the soles of her sandals. Running her hands through her hair, Nya kept pacing, ignoring the stack of books that lay innocently on the floor in the corner of the room. Running out to get them without any of the others finding out had been a hassle, and she wasn’t entirely successful with keeping it a secret: Pixal had always been the best at figuring out what they were hiding.

Maybe she had already suspected it, as Nya was absolutely positive that she herself had never bought tests to stock their shared products cabinet in the bathroom. Of course, the night before she had gone looking for a test Nya had found herself hunched over the toilet well after midnight, unable to stop throwing up everything that Zane had made for dinner. Her only coherent thought was about how she was partly glad that Jay had decided to stay with his parents for the next couple days, but that she was also miserable without him there to whisper soothing words in her ear and hold back her hair.

A hand did pull her hair back, and Nya groaned when cool metal pressed against the back of her neck to feel for a fever. “Nya, what are you doing here at this hour?” Pixal had asked, crouching down next to the water ninja with a frown on her face.

“Been in here for a while,” Nya murmured, letting her cheek rest on the toilet seat, “and I can’t stop throwing up. Must’ve had something bad.”

“If you had food poisoning, then I guarantee that this bathroom would be much more crowded right now,” Pixal said, sitting down fully. “Are you sure that could be the only reason?”

“What do you mean?”

Pixal grimaced, like she had been hoping that Nya wouldn’t ask her that. “You and Jay are…active, yes?”

Nya raised an eyebrow. “...if you’re implying what I think you’re implying, then yes.”

“Have you considered the possibility of being pregnant?”

Nya.exe stopped working.

Her friend (sister, let’s be honest) had comforted her for the rest of the night as she tried to put the pieces together, eventually breaking down in loud sobs that had Pixal wrapping her arms around Nya’s shoulders. Nya tried to explain that she wasn’t crying because of the fact that she might be pregnant (oh, First Master she was pregnant), but Pixal shushed her. She didn’t have to explain anything, the samurai had said as she smoothed her hand between Nya’s shoulderblades.

It wasn’t long before the other boys found out. Cole and Zane were the first of them, both having walked in on Nya looking at web pages with cute pregnancy reveal ideas. She hated all of them.

Cole looked concerned when he stepped into the room to find Nya sitting upside down on their couch, her phone thrown over the edge and lying face down on the floor. “Everything okay, Nya?”

She groaned, which made Cole look over to his nindroid brother. Zane could only shrug, “Has Jay done something to upset you?”

“You could say that,” and maybe just a little of her inner turmoil leaked into her voice, because soon her two brothers were sitting on either side of her, Cole leaning against the back while Zane sat up straight. They waited until she had resituated herself to be sitting correctly, and both of their faces darkened when they saw how upset she looked.

“Whatever stupid thing he’s done now,” Cole said seriously, “it doesn’t mean anything. We’ll give him a talk for you, Nya.”

Zane was nodding in solidarity, and Nya knew that she should probably say something to make sure her Yin kept all of his fingers. “It’s not entirely Jay’s fault.”

“Then what happened?” Zane asked gently, taking her hand in his robotic one. “I have not seen you like this for quite some time, Nya. Cole and I only want to help you.”

No time like the present, she thought to herself, biting her lip before biting the bullet. “If I tell you guys something, you have to keep it a secret, alright?”

“Absolutely.” the earth ninja reaffirmed, Zane echoing his sentiment.

“I’m pregnant.”

Both of them had stared at her. Cole’s lips were moving up and down like a fish, while Zane’s eyes were wide with surprise. Nya shrunk into herself, suddenly very self-conscious of what exactly she had just told her brothers, and the movement brought them back to their senses when they cuddled closer on both sides.

Cole was the first one to get over his shock. “You’re serious?”

“Yes,” Nya sighed, “I’m serious. I was throwing up all last night and Pixal got me a few tests to confirm it. They were positive.”

“I’m gonna be an uncle?!”

That was not the reaction that Nya had been anticipating. “Yes?”

“Holy crap!” Cole’s face lit up with an elated grin. “Zane! We’re gonna be uncles!”

Nya watched in amazement as her two biggest brothers danced around their living room, Cole whooping at the top of his lungs while Zane congratulated her with gusto. She knew that they never would’ve expressed their true feelings if any of them had been negative, but she wasn’t quite expecting the level of joy that was filling the room to the brim. Although Nya should’ve known better than to think that the other ninja would be anything less than supportive of her and Jay.

She made them promise to keep it a secret until Jay had gotten back, and they both had solemnly sworn with their hands over their hearts (in Zane’s case, his power source) to not breathe a word until Jay knew.

Which had led Nya to right now, tossing yet another baby magazine to the side in frustration as she sat down on her bed with a huff. For all of the hubbub that the small things generated at the grocery store, why were all of them so useless?!

Knocking on her door frame, Lloyd peeked his head in, quickly followed by Kai. “Nya?”

Diving for the pile of things on the floor, Nya did her best to cover them up. “This isn’t what it looks like!”

“What is it…supposed to look like?” Lloyd asked, and Nya watched in horror as Kai picked up a magazine that she had hurled at the door in a fit of rage over awful baby name suggestions.

Kai held it up to read the cover, eyes narrowing. “Ninjago’s Top Baby Names…wait. Is Benthomaar pregnant?!”

WHAT?!

“No, you idiot!” Nya yelled, forgetting about the magazines she was hiding and storming up to her brother and snatching the magazine from his hands, rolling it up into a tube and whacking him over the head. “Benthomaar can’t even get pregnant!”

“But there’s some ocean animals where the guy gets pregnant, right?! Isn’t he one of those?!”

“Those are seahorses, Kai!” she seethed, threatening to whack him again, “Does he look like a seahorse to you?”

Wow, the books weren’t kidding when they said the pregnancy hormones were intense.

Her older brother was saved by Lloyd gently wrapping his arms around her middle, and Nya relaxed when she felt his head plop down onto her shoulder. “There’s no need to be violent, Nya. We just wanted to come check on you because you’ve been acting a little weird for the past few days, and Cole and Zane won’t tell us anything. Is something wrong?”

She bit her lip. This wasn’t exactly how she wanted to tell them, but it would have to suffice. “I-I’m pregnant, not Benthomaar.”

A beat. Two beats. Suddenly she was being twirled in a circle by Lloyd, who was also bouncing up and down and shouting with glee. When he finally put her down, he gave her one of the brightest smiles she had ever seen. “Nya! That’s amazing! You and Jay are gonna be parents!”

For some reason, Lloyd’s reaction wasn’t the one that Nya was the most concerned about. She turned around to look at Kai, who had a rare soft smile on his face. His eyes were blinking with unshed tears, and Nya could only hope that they were from happiness rather than the disappointment that she had been worrying about.

Kai saw her hesitation and held out his arms. “C’mere sis.”

Nya didn’t hesitate to wrap her arms around her brother’s shoulders and squeeze, feeling his arms coil themselves around her waist in an embrace that brought back all of her childhood memories. Kai’s chuckle only made her squeeze tighter. “I’m so proud of you, Nya. It’s going to be great for you and Jay, just wait and see.”

“Yeah,” she said wetly, willing herself to not cry, “we’re gonna have a great time.”

“What’s going to be a great time?”

The water ninja was not prepared for the speed at which Kai let her go, wheeling around and tackling her Yin five feet down the hall with a surprised shout. Nya startled when Lloyd slammed the door to her and Jay’s shared bedroom shut, and the blond turned to face her with wide eyes.

“Kai can keep him busy,” Lloyd said quickly, “but I don’t know for how long. I’ll help you put these away so he doesn’t see!”

Except for some reason, Nya wasn’t sure if she wanted to hide them. She paused, and Lloyd stared at her in bewilderment, and both of them jumped when they heard Kai hollering down the hall for reinforcements. It only took a second before she heard Jay breaking out into a fit of panicked giggles and yelling for Kai to stop tickling him.

She was a good Yang, and Jay was one of the most sensitive people she had ever met when it came to tickles, so she couldn’t really leave him out there to fend for himsefl, right?

Lloyd didn’t try to stop her from opening the door and stepping out of the room, only following with a curious look on his face. Nya was not at all surprised to see the scene before her: Jay was floundering around, laughing, desperately pushing at Kai’s chest while the fire ninja went to town on his brother’s ribs. Cole came rocketing from around the corner with a devious grin on his face, with Pixal and Zane trailing behind, both looking equally befuddled.

“Look who's finally home!” Cole said, and Kai only paused in his onslaught to let the earth ninja haul Jay up by the armpits. Nya knew that if she was going to interfere, it had to be before Cole curled his hand into her Yin’s underarms to make Jay start screaming bloody murder.

“Boys,” she chastised, and everyone turned to look at her. Jay’s face went from nervous anticipation to joyful glee in a matter of seconds. “Leave him alone.”

Cole and Kai looked somewhat disappointed, with the former letting Jay down to stand on his own two feet. Jay rushed forward, exclaiming her name and hugging her tightly to his chest. Butterflies swarmed in her stomach when she felt him kiss her neck, and Nya pulled back a little to cup his face in her hands.

Jay pecked her on the lips, and Nya was all too happy to reciprocate despite Kai and Lloyd fake-gagging in the background. “Hi, sweetheart. How were your parents?”

“Good,” Jay said sweetly, rubbing his thumb along the small of her back. “They’re all good, except Ma was asking a lot of questions about grandkids, for some reason. I think she and Pa have been going to the park and hanging out around the playground way too much.”

Nya could’ve drowned Cole when he coughed in the background, followed up by Kai muttering something about how Jay interrupted them. Jay turned to the brunette with a questioning frown. “What did I interrupt?”

She glared at Kai, who only shrunk back behind Zane with a sheepish look. Jay looked back at her, noticing the underlying nervousness in her expression. He squeezed her hand, and Nya glanced up to see the worry in his eyes.

“Hey,” he started, and Nya was surprised at how softly he was speaking, “is everything okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Nya said in a tone that she hoped was confident, but it didn’t sound very convincing; Jay’s look of worry only grew. “Everything’s fine, Jay. It’s just…”

“What?”

Taking a deep breath, Nya steeled her nerves, looking her Yin in the eyes. “Jay, I’m pregnant.”

“You’re-you’re what?” Jay stammered, his face blushing ever so lightly in a way that made Nya want to kiss him senseless. “You’re pregnant?”

“I am.”

“I’m gonna be a dad?”

“Surprise! You’re gonna be a dad, Jay,” and nothing could’ve prepared Nya for the tears that started rolling down his face, and she was quick to start wiping them away with her thumbs.

He leaned forward and kissed her softly, his hands travelling up and tangling in her hair. She smiled into the kiss, some of his tears touching her lips and turning their sweet kiss salty. When Nya finally pulled back, there wasn’t an ounce of sadness to be found, and instead laughter bubbled out of Jay’s mouth.

“I-I’m gonna be a dad,” and he turned to look at all of his brothers and sister, who all had matching looks of happiness on their faces, “I’m going to be a dad!”

Cole was the first one to rush forward, quickly followed by Kai as they glumped the blue ninja into a big hug, making room for Lloyd to pop in under Kai’s arm and Zane wrapping his arms around them from behind. Jay’s smile only grew with every bit of praise that they showered him with, although Nya was sure she saw some pokes into his belly every few moments.

She startled when Pixal hugged her from behind, laying her head on Nya’s shoulder. “I think this was the best surprise you could’ve ever given him, Nya.”

And Nya started laughing, because it was the best surprise that she could’ve asked for herself, too.

[yesyourstalker]

Warabi: holy shit. He's getting canceled all over squitter right now... It's so funny! Apparently you got caught being shitty to his boyfriend and was dining and dashing. He was yelling at him?!

Mahi: from other people's perspectives it kind of looks like that but Neta told me that he just said some fucked up stuff and left......He told me he was okay but............. I'm trying to talk him into putting him on blast on Inkstagram and squitter and have actually get him canceled canceled.

Mizole: heh couldn't be us babe.

Mahi: of course not we're an amazing couple. You're an amazing boyfriend!

Warabi: That's debatable

Neta: Mahi! We need to have a talk about something come to the back!

Warabi: ooooooo looks like someone got caught making out in the store

Mahi: oh cod.... hope I'm not trouble....... If this is about me making out in front of the camera I wasn't aware I was in front of the camera and I'm sorry

Neta: ........................ I'm choosing to ignore that.....*sigh* ok Mahi...... So I've been thinking a lot recently about your work ethics and your contribution to the store and I'm really impressed. You know the ins and outs of the store. You know how to open and close. You ran the store successfully without me being there and you trained Warabi to do the same. I am proud to say that I am promoting you to the store manager.

Mahi: aw nice! What do I do when I'm a store manager?

Neta: with this title I also need to be trained in some of my work that involves counting the money, hiring people, making schedules, ordering supplies from vendors..... It sounds difficult to do but really once you get used to it it's easy....... Plus you get to decide what you want in the store which is pretty cool. You know if you want to sell a certain band you can order that.... You're also in charge of making promotions as well. It will be fun. Trust me.

Mahi: I can put any music and any type of band merch I want. I just have to order it.... I get to make that choice. I get to choose what type clothing we sell anything?

Neta: yes.... I have to approve it first. So don't go fucking crazy all right, this isn't 2010. You don't need to buy checkered belts in bulk okay..... Check what people are buying. If people are buying a lot of '1nk 55' stuff order more '1nk 55' it'll come to you trust me

Mahi: ok..... wow so much power..... Am I able to hire my friends if they want a job?

Neta: I can....i can afford more employees....yeah as long as they do their job and they do it well, you can hire anyone except for your boyfriend

Mahi: He doesn't want to work here anyway

Neta: good..............*sigh* I guess I have to tell this to you eventually........ I'm planning on opening a second store. In arowana Mall and I'm moving to cepha city

Mahi: you're leaving?!? Nooooo... Can I redecorate the store

Neta:.................................... you can change the layout of the merchandise but the color palette and overall setup and design will not change.

Mahi: damn......... So when when are you leaving? Also what if I need you? What if I need your help with something?

Neta: Don't worry, we have three years until the store officially opens. You have three years to learn everything and adjust to your manager role............. by the time I leave you won't need me. You'll be like what? 27 or 28. Almost 30 ha! you old fuck!.....hahahaha. Don't call me when you're back starts hurting after picking up a box

Mahi: you'll be borderline 40! You'd break your hip if you bend the wrong way!!

Neta: hehehe..... well ...... what ever..... Congratulations mahi. You're the manager. Don't fuck this up. I'm counting on you. Okay, this store is like my second child all right. I work too hard for this to go under.

Mahi: All right I won't fuck it up I promis............... my own store....... holy shit

Neta: okay let's go I have to announce the employee of the month.......... ok. Hello everyone, It's the first of the month meaning that it is time to announce employee of the month!

Mahi: I don't even see the point of this. It's always me...

Neta: The employee of the month is going to beeee...............fuck it...... ........Warabi............. Congratulations

Mahi: what

Warabi: Oh my god! I'm so honored! I'm so touched! I can't believe he chose me to be employee the month! When we first met you hated me and now you actually like me...... You like me enough to make me employee of the month in your store!!....*sniff*.... You truly grew as a person

Neta:.......................... Sure. I guess.......... I don't hate you........ stand here so I can take a picture.

Mahi: did ikkan get you to do this?

Neta: no, of course not. This was all my idea. I truly think that he is a good employee

Mahi: I like to remind you that your tentacles are short now.

Neta: huh?

Mahi: I can see your hickey

Neta: Mahi oh my Cod stop being so petty you've been employee of the month how many times??? you're pissed because you're not employee of the month this time?? This is just like the incident with Phoebe, you need to calm down.......... You want to get demoted??

Mahi: I just feel like this one is not fair He had outside help

Warabi: what are whispering about?

Neta: nothing important

Mhai: well it's the-

Neta: If you say it's the principal I'm going to fire you

Mahi: you know I'm right

Neta: ......mahi please

Mahi: He dropped several figures and broke them

Neta: it was just baribari merch nobody buys that shit except for that one kid that smells like eggs...... Come on. Isn't he your best friend? Let him have this.

Mahi: fine......*huff*

Warabi: be honest..... Neta did I actually earn employee of the month or.....

Neta: Yes you did earn employee of the month all by yourself. I hate to admit it but you know I actually........ Have grown to........... like you

Warabi:...* Gasp*.......... ikkan doesn't have to know about use

Neta: I didn't mean it like that

Warabi: It's okay, it'll be our secret. It'll be our own forbidden love ...... kiss me

Neta: hehehe get off me..... I don't know what you have.....hehehehe

Warabi... just one.... just- hold still!..... Just one peck...........just one.......little kiss.... All I want is just- uh- you let taka do worse. What do you have??..... I just want a single kis-[kiss] .....see wasn't so bad!....

Neta:........... Heh... See, now. I'm contaminated... Get back to work

Mahi belongs to @fish-at-fish-fish-resort

[tritonposting]

latest Battlebots ep. spoilers

so about that one nautical robot (no, not the one we're angry about, I've already discussed that one enough for one day lmao)

oooooOOOOOOO WE ARE SIMPING GOOD TODAY FRIENDS

I've been waiting to see this for weeks:

Obviously, it wasn't Triton's best fight, but he still did so well!! My theory about him being scared to fight definitely held true; he was so shaky that at some points I started feeling bad for him lol

Either way, he got the dub! I can relax a little now- I'm not too worried about whether he makes it into the tournament or not, I'm just happy he's been along for the ride. If he does make it to the Top 32, it'll be cause for celebration, but if he doesn't, I'll still love him all the same and wait as patiently as I can for next season.

This is Triton's first time running the True North configuration (that compass needle blade). I'm obviously biased, but I think it looks stunning on him! I'm not sure it hits harder than the anchor, though, but I'm not here to nitpick. I'm here to simp, and simp I shall.

My favorite hit had to be the little nick he gave to one of Horizon's discs that was immediately followed by a hearty BONK. Most of his other hits weren't quite so hard, but consider that:

only half of him seemed to be mobile,

Horizon's fidget-spinner body means impacts manifest more in faster spinning than in pure carnage,

and this was Team Overboard's first time trying out True North

All those small factors combined made for a less violent show, sure, but Triton still hit hard enough to knock Horizon out of both the fight and the tournament, and that's enough for me to be proud of him (even if he totally got his ass handed to him, I'd be proud of him, let's be real).

Another neat thing about the True North configuration is that he has a cool,,, thingy,, look lemme show u

First thing out of the way, look at that gorgeous blade!!!! The subtle colors, the theming, the CHONK

Second thing, see that funky wedge plate thing above the blade, the bit that's got his name on it? Yeah uh. 9 times out of 10, when I think about kissing him, the first spot I think of is that neat little nameplate <3

Once again, I'm wishing I could be in the pits, covering him in congratulatory kisses as soon as he's clean and non-pointy enough to not be a safety hazard, telling him how brave he's been and how far he's come- I know he gets plenty of love from his team, but a little extra from me couldn't hurt!

I'm back to playing the waiting game, this time until the Round of 32 bracket drops. If Triton doesn't make it: he's fought so hard, pushed himself so much that it doesn't matter. He's already proven he can go spinner-to-spinner with the best of them, so what need does he have to fight more this year?

However, if he does make it: expect So. Much. Simping.

[stagmalinay]

Session 02 part 2

Didn't mean to leave you guys hanging, but Author sort of got married a few days ago, so yeah. Congrats! And moving on.

Alright, so Dirt Guy finally stops and tiefling lady talks to him for a bit. Mugen catches up to me and I just sort of wait until everything's okay and the two start to return. We all took a long walk out of town for nothing. Sort of disappointed about that, but it's okay.

So we get back to the tavern and the tiefling takes us up to her private room overlooking the rest of the bar and asks what's been going on. Dirt Guy and Mugen are just so chatty, 😒, so I jump right into how we're supposed to go and catch this guy except no one knows what we're doing. We've no weapons and no one seems to know where to go to get them, nor do they know how to get to where we're going. I can't even read, I have an excuse, but what's up with these guys?

Curious, the tiefling asks if I can't even read dragon-something. I told her to just assume I can't read anything, I skipped school. Technically true regardless of which realm we're talking about, but I didn't feel like explaining the whole bit about how I'm from another world to her and we apparently write differently there.

Upon hearing this, she offers us drinks. I turn it down initially because I don't really care for alcohol, but she ushers us on and I finally drink it.

It tastes nasty as fuck!

But, you know, after a while she motions out to the bottles of drink behind her and asks me if I can read them. I laugh, knowing that I can't, but take a look anyway. And I did not expect what I saw. It was like I was reading Theran, but it didn't look like Theran. I just instinctively knew what it said when I tried to read it.

I immediately pulled out the wanted poster and the note she left me earlier and read them, fascinated. Not entirely sure how a drink can do that, but that is seriously cool.

She tries to get Dirt Guy to drink his, which is a different color, and he does, and then it looks like Mugen has the same drink as mine, but he refuses.

She gets a little more information out of us and in the midst of it all, I bring up all the shenanigans Mugen was up to earlier with making the drunks more drunk. She got pissed! But I tried to remedy the situation by telling her about my weird bottomless pit purse. She was confused and asked to inspect the purse asking what else I'd put in there. (I wasn't going to tell her what I wanted to put in there.) Afterwards, she came to the conclusion that anything I put in wasn't coming back.

"That's the solution I'm offering you. Dump the bad water in the coin purse and replace it."

She didn't buy it and handed the purse back to me.

At this point, she started to realize what I'd started to realize, we were screwed. I am an idiot because I don't know anything about this world and the other two aren't much better and they're from this world. Which is fine, I guess, because my ultimate goal is really just to keep busy. You know, keep my mind off of things, so this is what I'm doing: walking around picking up odd jobs that clearly none of us are skilled enough for. But to be honest, at least this one gets me out of town too. It's kinda small.

Probably taking pity on us, Adelaide, the red tiefling, sets us up. She has Dirt Guy hole up in the kitchen learning how to cook and allows me to help out at the bar.

Over the next three days, I get real popular and breathe a lot of life into the place. Everyone likes me and offers up information, happy to talk about whatever their livelihood is. I learn all about "domesticated" animals and crops. I don't really care much about the plants, but they seem really proud of their stuff and often bring me free food. The others tells me all about their animals and other kinds that aren't in the village and I even get to meet some of them.

I gotta say, horses are really interesting. An animal that lets you ride them. Amazing.

I will say that I learned what sort of red berries they threw at that one drunk guy back in the oasis. It's called a tomato. Such a weird word.

At the end of the three days, a lot of the townspeople show their obvious bias against me leaving, but I've already gotten kind of tired of this place. Adelaide hooked us up though. She got us two horses, one for me and one for Dirt Guy, and some supplies to last a few days. Also got a couple of tailor made outfits for me so now I'm not wearing those tattered and oversized clothes from before. These are actually flattering. And after all that, we head off.

All I gotta say is that riding a horse is like flying through the air. My horse and I were completely in tune with each other. Dirt Guy seemed to be having issues though. It kept wanting to graze instead of run. Not like we weren't feeding it. And Mugen kept up by running. He's pretty fast for his size, but then again so's the horse.

The second day of our journey wasn't as fun. For whatever reason, a bunch of watch dumped out of the sky. My horse really wasn't liking it and I don't blame. The fuck was up with the sky? And what was dumping water on us? None of it made sense.

But then the third day... I don't know what the fuck is up with this realm but my face hurt and I couldn't breathe. Dirt Guy was fine, but Mugen and I couldn't stop coughing and sneezing and no matter how much shit I got out of my nose, it just wouldn't stop! I don't know what's wrong with me, but clearly anything coming from the sky is bad! Super fucking bad!! Mugen kept trying to explain that we were sick, but that just don't make any sense. I didn't eat anything that would upset my stomach and this is my face we're talking about here. My face! At one point, I gave up and cried because I've never felt so horrible in my life.

Thank god it got better the next day.

I really wasn't riding all that quickly that day and kept my eye on the sky for any more water dumping. I do not want to go through that again. And I felt better, but Mugen was starting to look a little less green and didn't talk as much. He always talks, but I didn't question it because I wasn't exactly in the best mood either. This trip sucks!

But anyway, the fifth day is mostly uneventful, but we manage to reach the town later in the afternoon. And that is what I'll be talking about next time. Don't worry, I won't make you wait too long for another update. Don't trust the sky, people! Especially if it's gonna dump water on you!

Context: Thera doesn't have weather, so the sky being anything but clear is a huge abnormality to me. Also, people don't get sick on Thera. Disease has been eradicated for years. You just don't get sick, okay?

[dcviated]

munday meme :: open

@orderbourne sent: 24. What about your muse are you most proud of? (Any muse you wanna talk about)

I'm proud of the journey some of them have taken, partricularly my OCs. Of note? Shayne.

This muse has gone on a rollercoaster of changes and development. He's actually the result of a combination of two other OCs I had back when that went through their own set of ordeals at this point. This all started at least 15 years ago at this point, mind you. I was like 17.

First was a... well, Dreyg was an interesting one. He started out almost as a joke. An epitomal 'emo' kid who bemoaned everything he could. He was shallow, listened to edgy music, and didn't have a lot of development outside of a gag. At least, outside of getting possessed for a duration by a sentient space-virus.

His revamp ditched a lot of that and made the character into more of a space DJ? If you can believe it? Still kept the same color scheme (purple/indigo) but the personality was a bit more palatable and easy to take seriously. For better or worse he didn't see much use back when before I moved away from the platform/group where he was used.

My last memory was writing him with one of my wife's characters on a planet that had been turned entirely into a radio station- so, planet sized dish. Her character was a fun one too (my wife is just awesome though).

Next was a tech-loving muse named Shan're. That muse started out as kind of a punk, I forget a lot of his initial points since this iteration was rather short lived. I know his shtick was researching teleporters and looking cool, but... yeah. Not a lot was there. I drew him at one point. That sketch is saved somewhere on my old drive, I bet.

Shan're saw more use after I revamped him more into a nerd. Introverted, curious, a little quirky. He took on qualities from an even older muse that used to be Wylan's kid brother. This was Talm, but only shares in common with the FE Talm in name. Suffice to say Wylan's brother Talm was retconned away so long ago it's ancient history.

(Would you believe Wylan's sister only came into use when I conjured him for tumblr?)

Anyway, that Shan're took in some of Dreyg's original traits but it wasn't until we got here that I more... embraced them? Tastefully?

So we start out with an emo who once got possessed by a space virus, and a techie who was nervous around people and was too smart for his own good. Mash em together. And apparently the result is a sociopath possessed by a minor eldritch godling who likes to take photos.

[sakurahisuii]

Ice Cream Shop Fun 🍦

11/13/24

👋🏽Hello Friends!👋🏽

I went on vacation to Florida within the last month, which means that I have been taken out of my normal routine and environment. 

Now, I wouldn't say I like change, but I will say this is something that I've been looking forward to. The idea of going somewhere new and not knowing a ton of people and (mostly) leaving every worry behind sounded so amazing and much needed. 

I still had to do schoolwork, which was fine and anticipated, but getting sick wasn't on my plan for this week, so I spent a lot of time resting more than I thought I would. 

On top of physical sickness, I've noticed that I've started feeling really sad. When I saw my sadness come, I tried to ignore it and push it down. Now, I don't try to do this often since I know from previous experience that if I hold too much in, I'll burst, and I honestly don't know how that can go. But I was with family and unfortunately needed to go this time.

I did work on a couple of my DBT worksheets to help me calm down and process my emotions at dinner (my therapist would be so proud) before the food arrived. This helped me relieve some of the mental and emotional pressure that I had. I still didn't feel like eating too much or even doing much, but at least I wasn't at my warning level or even higher. 

One evening, we went out for dinner, and I felt myself almost about to cry at the table. I knew that I could not do that without a million questions that I didn't want to answer. While my direct family knows when to ask and when not, my extended family doesn't and will not stop until they know why. 

So, I stayed quiet, using homework as an excuse. I barely could eat due to being sick and depressed.  

After we left the restaurant, I thought I was free. I thought I was one minute closer to being on my own and feeling my feelings and crying. But I saw a sign for an ice cream shop near the restaurant we were at, and boy, did I want ice cream. 

I started walking over to the ice cream shop, thinking I was alone. I just wanted to see the shop.  But I wasn't; my great Titi was behind me telling me that ice cream was her treat.  

We went in, and the shop was really fun. There was some nice throwback music going on, and it was very colorful. There was so much to look at and so many flavors to choose from. Suddenly, the rest of my family that was with me started coming into the shop. Better yet, some came in dancing and jamming out to the music. After a while, many of my older relatives just danced with each other.  

Usually, stuff like this could embarrass me, but honestly, it was very comforting and made me smile.  

And, of course, I have this on video.  

But I watched them being happy and not having a single care in the world. I thought that was pretty cool. I remember sitting there and thinking how I wish I could be free-spirited without a single care. I get too caught up in my head in being seen and perceived well. Especially since I feel more pressure being so open about my BPD, I think that that negative stigma follows me around. I feel that I always have to push harder to show I'm not that negative stigma. Sometimes, I can also get in my head about looking stupid in front of strangers, which kept me from freestyling and performing as a dancer when I was younger. I get so in my head that I lost that part of me that used to be more outgoing, free-spirited, with less care in the world.  

It's a nice reminder to live in the moment before losing it. Just let loose and care less what others think. 

Until next time, friends! 💝

‐Jade

[macaroni-rascal]

Oh I am watching everything and taking names. Nobody is safe from my fashion takes this weekend, I don't have to work until Tuesday. I could go back and cover whatever I missed if you guys want, was it only the pairs SP?

The women's event was such a struggle in the outfit department. Before I say anything, I'd just like to emphasize that I'm not dragging the girls themselves, most of them are teenagers and we all know what they go through in this fucking sport. No, who I have beef with is the grossly overpaid adults in their lives who are advising them or even outright controlling what they do and wear. I might have to do this in 2 parts, we'll see.

Seoyeong Wi, sigh. There's a reason no one has managed to make a truly successful P&P 2005 program when even Marina tried - the soundtrack is too short and too specific to the scenes (as any good soundtrack should be). They just played a light and bright piece before a tense and very much period-sounding one and called it a day, no transition, no nothing. A composer would have to sit down, deconstruct and have an orchestra re-record a bespoke P&P program for it to work. The dress, while okay, had nothing to do with the theme, and muted neutrals just don't look great against the cool white of the ice and the harsh TV lighting.

Nini, my long-suffering child. Her mom better pray our paths never cross. Wildly inappropriate music choice and opening pose for a 16yo. The outfit I can only describe as goth Coachella. Great body alignment and mechanics into the elements but knowing the expense at which it came kinda ruins it for me. I hope she can be free and fly away one day soon.

Clare - yet another Tammy victim. Why is the V in the front of the dress so sharp and deep when the one on the back is much softer and rounder? What are those bedazzled flowers at the hip and why do they exist? Why the second strap across the hips? The dress is a strawberry macaroon, it does anything but elongate her lines, and the music is equally saccharine. They should've kept her in junior.

I'm so proud of Mana's dress for surviving that tiger attack to be here. No, but seriously, who did this? The color isn't the worst but paired with the black edges and the not-quite-matching mesh, it's a hard miss. Don't even get me started on the music - she was skating through it, not to it, and disappointingly, this wasn't the only case of electronic music that would be playing at a daytime DJ gig in a riverside cafe in any major city in the world rn. It only made sense after I saw her coach wearing a crocheted blanket over a checkered tablecloth.

Hana - god help me. I actually thought the cut was great, it really flattered her figure, but why that color, why that pattern, and most importantly, why the randomly placed black straps? Ka2sh straight to jail for the music choice too, did she even listen to the lyrics? Bury this song next to Big Spender, if you ask me. We've seen so many programs trying to replicate the success of Wakaba's Energia and just falling flat, just give up already, none of you are Shae-lynn or Wakababy.

It's awful that I knew Mone was skating to Dark Eyes as soon as I saw her in the warmup. The top of the dress is at war with the bottom, the sleeve length is truly random, and why are we doing a Russian song this particular season? The top is overbeaded like last year and I was worried it would rip under the arms every time she lifted them. I like the shape, movement and length of the skirt but it's all just sooo outdated, I'm literally begging these coaches to not underserve these talented girls like this.

I'll be back with Part 2 after I put myself through the men's event.

Fasionista nonny!

Agreed on you caveat, I have gotten lots of weird/angry messages from people when I criticize anything about young women's skaters under the guise of 'they are just kids' as if I am attacking them personally just because I think their jump technique is bad.

I think one day a 2005 Pride and Prejudice program will be possible, the music cut just has to be right, as you said. Clare 100% should still be juniors, she wasn't ready for this. I did not understand the Mana dress or music choice, she is not performing to it, the movements don't match the music, there was a weird dissonance on the ice the entire program, she just had a bland smile on her face the whole time. I actually liked Mana's dress, I just wish there was no blue on the bottom, that was weird, should have just made it simple black.

[askthefivefallen]

Shamira remains committed to her duty, of course. Their nakedness hadn't really registered to her- she was aware of the lack of armor but brushed it off- until Emily blushed and she found it... endearing, she thinks. Physically, it was Ass' body; Emily was quite familiar with it, so modesty didn't seem an appropriate reaction. But, she recognized it wasn't Ass immediately and apologized.

Yes, endearing is the right word- and she recalls one of Ass' memories, the one she went back to most often, the moment that the Fallen pivoted from seeing Emily as 'the Light and Joy of Heaven' and started seeing 'Emily, the sweetest person in creation, bar none, who always tries so fucking hard and gets no damn credit for it, who needs a break and someone to make her happy'. Even after the turmoil of the past several days, Emily has not changed from that core.

Shamira accepts the bathrobe when it's offered and watches the sunrise. She regards the coffee curiously. Due to the facemask, she's not eaten or drank anything since being created- she had no need for it; neither did Ass but it was an indulgence allotted by their Heavenly body, to eat without hunger ever striking- and she has to surreptitiously watch Emily blow on the liquid to cool it to understand what she's supposed to do. The first taste is... rich, and a little sweet. She decides she likes it.

But as to Emily's question...

"I think..." Much to her surprise, her voice is not exactly like Ass'. It's... slightly lower and more even. Well, she probably can't make that latter determination so soon; she's only said two words. "I think we should aim for something low energy. Ass is still tired- her conscious mind still slumbers heavily- and I would like to let her rest a bit more. From what I've managed to piece together, the moment she realized she could fight back, she did." She briefly glanced at Emily. "And I suspect she had some help in that regard."

Yes, definitely more even.

"Either way, I want to remain as calm as possible to ensure she continues resting. I took your suggestion of a boat ride down a river to give her a pleasant dream, so she's entertained, at least." A small frown curls her lips. "I can think of a few things that would be low effort but run the risk of drawing attention. Ass would no doubt be pleased to find Venom and his tank here when she wakes up, not to mention access to her normal wardrobe. She was quite proud of herself for finding a matching bow tie and vest in the appropriate color but the remaking process... destroyed the ones she was wearing when you parted last." She shrugs. "Barring that, I think something simple might be appropriate. Reading together or... hmmm..." Her brows pinch together. "I've had a copious amount of time to check through her memories and daydreams. I would hate to steal one of them from her. She's thought often about things the two of you could do together- not just adventures but mundane things, too."

She makes a soft noise, at attempt at a hum that comes out more like a buzz. "If you'd like, we could talk about recent events. You spent most of yesterday focusing on Ass and, truthfully, you both needed it; she needed the physical reminders of her body and you needed to rebuild that connection. However, I think you still have some... things to unpack. I'm willing to listen."

There is a peace and tranquility to the early morning. Usually, there’s no motion whatsoever, but here and now, there is the gentle sound and motion of Emily’s breathing. In the dim morning light, Emily looks so very gentle, and soft, and peaceful, but there’s a small pinch to her brow that speaks of ill thoughts. She moves her hand, lightly drawing fingertips across Emily’s brow, carefully pushing her hair back.

Emily deserves rest but she’s had more than enough. She contents herself with watching, standing vigil as usual.

((@askthefivefallen))

"Well, it doesn't matter~. She won't have such a vulgar name after what will be done to her~. Consider it... an upgrade". Adina’s eyes were filled with glee even as tears soaked down her cheeks. Emily saw red.

Shamira shook her head as Emily begged, pleaded, fought and cried for Ass. She meant no malice, it even seemed like she would have given her back had she the option. It didn’t matter. Emily saw red.

“I didn't want her to hurt you, Emily. The last thing I want is for someone to take advantage of you and break your heart.” Sera’s face was smiling. Emily saw red.

The vision changed again and she was sitting in front of the high council, only a few years after her creation. She was groomed by the high seraphim, the will of heaven herself. She was meant for greatness, a position on the court, Lucifer’s position. It was why the divine had sent her here, she was told. To fix what he had broken. To repair what he had ripped apart. To bring order to the chaos that heaven had become. Perhaps to even take part in the divine act of creation itself. She’d spent her entire life thus far under rigorous testing, constant trials, going from lesson to lesson with very minimal breaks in between.

But Sera was good, Sera was kind. She held her hands in hers and told her that she was proud of her and knew that one day she would be a fully fledged Seraphim. One day she would honor all of heaven.

But the court didn’t agree. Sera argued that despite her naivety, thoughtlessness, impulsivity and her inability to keep her emotions in check, she would make an excellent addition to the court. A fresh perspective from the divine themselves. The court still ruled against Sera and Emily, stating that she was unqualified to set an example of a true seraphim.

One of the Seraphim leaned forward, her head cocked to the side as a smile pulled the corners of her mouth up into a deceitfully warm grin. “Well she has to have a job, doesn’t she? It would be sinful to let her fall to sloth, hm?” The voice was almost condescending and Emily glared up at her. Why was she being so unkind? This was heaven, wasn’t everyone supposed to be kind?

“She is incompetent, unskilled, weak, unfit to lead, and incapable of keeping secret those truths which we hold dear to us. Under what circumstances could she possibly do anything worthy of a seraphim?” The words stung, just as the others all had. This session had gone on all day and Emily was tired of hearing how awful she had done these past few years.

“While I don’t disagree that the candidate is unsuitable and unbecoming, she still needs to contribute in some way if she is going to be in heaven. Since she’s too much of a crybaby to do any of the heavier lifting in our political realm, why not give her something easy, Sera? How about joy?” Emily watched as Sera glared up at the Seraphim. The disrespect in her words was absolutely palpable and Emily wanted nothing more than to cry and perhaps just give up on being a part of the court, but she didn’t want to disappoint Sera. She just wanted her to be proud of her.

Sera went to open her mouth but was interrupted by another court member, “Joy! What a splendid idea! We need a joy bringer, she’d be the first thing the winners see when they get here! She’d fit right in with her being so incompatible with the other seraphim. Her awkward, irrelevant, unprofessional attitude might actually serve to connect her better with the mortals coming in from such a sinful place as the living mortal realm.” The seraphim laughed lightly but the sound grated on Emily’s ears, making them burn golden. “The fact of the matter is, this specimen is motivated by a logic unbecoming of the highest of seraphim, to put her on the court would be a disservice to all of heaven. Joy bringer would give her some sort of position without giving her any actual authority. It’s a fool proof plan, really.” She leaned back, satisfied with her statement and Emily looked down at her feet to avoid seeing her cruel smile.

Sera glared up at her court, but when she realized there was no saving this she released the breath she’d been holding. “I suppose you’re correct. She would be the perfect face of heaven and the winners would be blessed to have her. Let’s take it to a vote shall we? We can draw up a contract and list of responsibilities this weekend if we are in agreement.”

The vote passed and court was finally dismissed. Emily followed Sera back to her office wordlessly and sat down across from her mentor. “Well, I think that went… well I’m going to look on the bright side! This could be good for me! Who knows what I might-

“This is not a good thing Emily!” Sera’s voice boomed in the large office, her hands slamming against the desk and her nostrils flared as she looked down at her ward. “Do you understand what they just did to you? Do you even know what your job is meant to be? Do you know what your grand purpose has become? Emily, you have been put below the winners in their eyes. Doomed to serve.”

Emily’s eyes welled up with tears and she let them fall. She glared up at Sera though as a feeling she was unfamiliar with overtook her.

Emily saw red.

The court room was so loud as Lute and Adam argued with Charlie and threatened to murder her and her family. Is this what the court meant by secret truths they hold dear to them? Murdering human souls by the thousands yearly? That’s the knowledge they had been withholding from her?

Emily saw red.

The flame was going cold, so, so, so cold. She tried to nurture it back to its former glory in her hands, feeding what she could into it but nothing she did was enough. Nothing she could carry to the flame would bring it back. So Emily went to the place where the flame began and hoped that she’d either be burned alive or die trying. She didn’t want to be cold, she wanted to be burned, she wanted to be light! But if there was no more flame than it was best that her icy heart shatter on the brimstone forever.

The story was supposed to end when Ass catches her.

She doesn’t.

Emily sees black.

*Emily wakes up with a start, falling into the bed where she had slept at least somewhat soundly the entire night. Ass is heavy against her and she’s grateful for the weight reminding her that things are alright, she is okay, she is safe*

*She’s not sure if she is worried for her own safety or Ass’s*

[ghostselena]

BABEEEEE IF YOUR TAKING REQUESTS CAN YOU DO SMUT W RAFE IN A POOL

Title: You're mine

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings: just you getting railed, what can I say? its just filth, read at your own risk, 18+

a/n: STOPPPP you literally read my mind! I had an idea like this in my phone's notes to write it down one of these days... I'm using it here cause you're amazing for that. It's a long one, I got carried away with it but damn, I'm proud. [2.6k words I'm sorry]

You may not copy or post this as your own, however, reblogs are encouraged! :) [Slightly edited]

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Today had been the biggest heatwave of them all, causing the beach to be stacked with nothing but locals and tourists. Even the community pools were full, and there was no way you were going to swim with half of the outer banks.

You laid back against your towel that sat on top of the lounge chair, letting the sun warm up your now tanned skin. Sarah had invited you all over to her house to cool off, including beers to sweeten the deal to a very grumpy Jj. He could care less if his body was ready to melt off, he was set on just filling up his hot tub with nothing but ice—knowing it won’t work.

That was his excuse—one that was easily dismissed when Sarah added in a few blunts she had stolen from Rafe's stash.

With a satisfied hum, you stared down at your body, lifting up your bikini top to see the color difference. You stood up, earning the attention of a particular boy that stayed quiet against the corner of the pool, sipping on the drink he's had in his hand for the past 20 minutes.

His eyes never left your body, it looked so deliciously yummy as the sun hit your skin. If looks could devour, he would've eaten you 30 times over. The way your nipples were pressed against your top, barely giving you any coverage. He was thankful to be hiding his boner under the water, hand adjusting the bulge every few seconds.

He couldn't stand the rest of the pogues that were splashing each other back and forth, splashing him in the process. But, you? ever since Sarah introduced you at one of the kegger parties, he was hooked right away. Most times, he'd go out of his way to bother your friends to catch maybe, just a glimpse, of you.

When the both of you were left to fend for yourselves inside the pool, he couldn't stop the smirk that his lips had formed. He'd finally gotten you alone, all to himself while the others had gone inside to order something to eat. He knew just what he wanted for lunch— he'd been staring at it for over an hour, savoring every curve and inch of your body with every movement you made.

You had your head leaning back against the edge of the pool, pressing your back into one of the walls and enjoying the water pressure that massaged your back. You hadn't noticed how close the boy had gotten to you until you felt his arm brush against yours.

Your head turned to face him, slowly opening your eyes with a squint, using your hand to shield yourself from the sun.

"What do you want, Rafe?" you asked, your eyes betraying you as they scanned his well-toned body. His chest looked so smooth, so delicate, Greek-like even. He wasn't too far back, now that he had you this close, he could see your plump lips even better; The way your bikini top hugged your breast, cupping them nice and tight.

He couldn't concentrate on your question, shamelessly asking, "I'm sorry, what did you say?" his cheeks were flushed with a hint of red, and not because of the small sunburn that had started to form.

Rolling your eyes, you were now standing up straight, crossing your arms as you spoke—his eyes quickly finding your breast once more, eyes wide, "I said, what do you want? quit, staring at my boobs,"

His eyes met yours, tongue wetting his bottom lip, "They left us alone," he nods his head over to the clear door.

"So?" you shrugged, turning your head to see your friends talking amongst themselves inside, keeping themselves entertained and not looking your way

You felt a breath against your neck as your head turned, your hands quickly reacting for you and pressing themselves against his chest," Rafe, what the fuck, are you doing?"

He kept his hands to himself, looking down at your hands that were warm against his chest, "Dont you feel it?"

"Feel what?" your eyes avoided his, looking at your own hands that seemed to melt against his skin, sending small tingles through your body.

"C'mon, there's no way you dont feel what we have here," he pointed his hands back and forth between you both, looking down at you as if it were obvious.

You've had your encounters every now and then. Hands accidentally touching when you would walk past each other, the way he always chose to sit next to you when you would go out with Sarah for drinks, finding him there with the boys. How he gifted you a necklace as your secret Santa, driving him crazy cause you always wore it, never taking it off.

"I-I Rafe," your breath hitched as he got closer, his lips pressing themselves against your ear while his arms slid around your waist, you'd taken too long to answer to him, too deep in your thoughts.

"Hm, what? I know you feel it, pretty girl," he whispered against your ear, his arms closing the gap between the two of you as he pressed your chest against his, "They're not looking over here, I just wish I could taste you," his eyes were placed on your friends who had left, probably on their way to pick up what they ordered.

Your hands were back on the water, accidentally (but not really) brushing themselves against the bulge that was painfully hard, poking your stomach the moment he had you against him, "Right now?" you mumbled, looking up at the tall boy who was now looking down at you, "I want to savor your pussy, and I rather do that in my bed than in here," he bluntly replied, shrugging it off as if it was the most normal thing to say.

The wetness that had formed between your legs made you uncomfortable, he had gotten to you.

You jumped slightly when you felt a hand pressed against your needy slit, his fingers adding pressure to your clit and you quickly gripped onto his massive arms, "What-what if they see?" you barely choked out, spreading your legs to give him the access he dearly craved.

His lips were now pressed against your neck, using his free hand to wrap it around your throat while he worked his way up to your lips, hovering over them. His fingers were circling against your clit, painfully slow as he spoke, "You think I give a fuck?" he growled, knowing there was no one at home except the two of you.

You mewled, holding back your moans at the way his fingers were teasing you, wanting nothing more than to grab them and push them in yourself, "Please.." you whispered, softly pecking his lips, wanting to feel them against your own.

In one swift move, your body was pressed against the edge of the pool," M' gonna fuck you right here, and if at some point someone comes through that door, right there," he pulls his fingers away from your heat, using them to point over at the closed sliding door, "I'm not, fucking...stopping," he whispered the last word against your lips, capturing them in his with a hunger he's been pushing down for too fucking long, caving you in with no escape as his fingers pulled off your underwear, throwing them across the pool with a splash.

Your hands were quick to palm him under the water, sliding your tongue against his bottom lip, to which he happily granted access to his mouth, letting you savor the taste of the drink that lingered on his tongue; The sweet taste of Mai Tai taking over your taste buds, intoxicating your senses.

His fingers found your clit, pushing your arousal back inside with two fingers, thrusting them against you with quick speed, earning a throaty moan from your mouth, pulling your lips away from his, "Fuck-fuck, right there," you could barely gasp out, tugging his swim trunks down his leg and wrapping your hand around his cock, earning a hiss from his perfectly pink lips that were now pressed against your neck, biting down against it as he moaned, pulling his fingers away.

"I can't, fucking wait," he let out as his tongue pressed itself against his fingers, tasting your arousal that had stuck to them underwater.

You stared at him in awe, holding onto his cock while you brushed your thumb against his tip, "What are you waiting for?" you teased, clicking your tongue as you bit your lip, containing your excitement inside.

“Eager now, aren’t we?” He smirked down at you, brushing his thumb against your bottom lip gently,”But it’s gonna have to be done by the stairs,”

Your eyes widened as he spoke, knowing you won’t be able to play it off if you get caught, “But what if the-“ he pressed his finger against your lips, holding your hand and dragging you softly through the water towards the stairs, “I don’t give, a single fuck,” he replied nonchalantly, sitting back against one of the low stairs, and pulling you onto his lap.

The water was by his hips, giving you the perfect amount of water to still keep the pool sex experience, “It’s on you, then,” you noted while you had your hands against his chest, pressing down against his member, the tip kissing your entrance with its leaking goodness.

“You think too fucking much,” he murmured, lifting his hips up against you while you teased him, keeping his cock between your slit—moving your hips back and forth. Your lips parted—letting out a soft moan, “Shut up, Cameron,”

“Yeah?” He smiled back at you, sliding his hands to your hips, dropping you down onto his massive cock. He ripped right through you deliciously good, earning a squeal that fell from your lips at the suddenness, “Holy shit,”

“Thats right, let ‘em know who’s stuffing your pussy this fucking good,” he groaned as he felt your walls around him, warming him up in a way that made him want to stay in there forever, “M’ gonna make you mine, I’m gonna fucking ruin you,” he gave you no time to adjust to his massive size, quickly thrusting up against your pulsing heat, that kept welcoming him in with a tight hug as you held on to him, scratching down his chest.

He was hitting every spot, reaching every crease that had you screaming out his name, “Fuck, Rafe!” Your hips rolled down against his, matching his pace as the water splashed onto your bodies.

You were so deep in your pleasure that you both didn't hear the car clicking sounds, his hands kept bringing your body down against his with force, pounding his raw cock into your tight wet cunt, that he'd fallen in love in.

Only when the sound of laughter filled your ears, had you then—opened your eyes, trying to pull away from Rafe who had your body tight against his, turning his head to the side to watch the way his cock would disappear inside of you, a place he dared to call his new home.

"They're here," you spoke rather too quickly as you panicked, not knowing how to explain yourself if you got caught. With one last thrust, he stopped moving his hips, rubbing your sides before picking you up and walking back inside the water; back to the corner, you were just by before, "Better act like you were just cold then, cause I'm not stopping," his voice was hoarse against your hear, his hand was pressed against your clit, rubbing circles as he thrusted deeply into you, waving back to Sarah who had her eyes on the two of you.

Your fingers gripped the edge in front of you tightly, holding back your moans as you felt the familiar feeling form inside your stomach. He set a pace that kept hitting that one spot that made your toes curl in pleasure, "Can I cum?" you begged, pushing back against his thick and pulsing member, that just kept massing your inner walls.

"Say you're mine," he was savoring this very moment, wanting to engrave it inside his brain as you let out a couple of quiet moans, barely holding onto his composure as you nodded quickly, "Fuck, I'm yours—I'm yours," you shakily let out, hiding your face against your shoulder as you came undone around him, your swollen clit swallowing him in with each thrusts—arching your back onto him.

You knocked all the air out of his lungs as you came, his hand wrapping itself around your hair to pull your head back roughly, his lips pressing themselves against yours hungrily, pushing up against you with a brutal pace that made waves against the water.

He wasn't done with you just yet, letting you finish yourself off to continue over stimulating your sweet cunt, "Look at you, such a fucking mess around my cock, huh sweetheart?" he breathed against your lips, his tongue sliding against them as he asked for an entrance once more, using this to spit down against your tongue—that you swallowed like the good girl you are.

You were sure the rest had caught on the moment you saw the kitchen empty, no sounds coming from it anymore. You were dickmatized, already craving to have him back inside of you as he chased his own release, keeping you from pulling away from him, "All for you," you moaned, your legs were trembling once more as his fingers kept rubbing your sensitive bud, the way he was so deep and had you spread all the way apart at his mercy; letting him make you his, right outside the house he grew up in.

With a loud moan as he spilled himself inside of you, enjoying the way your body responded to his touch. He was flooding your insides as you milked every last drop of his seed, collapsing forwards against your arms that were leaning against the concrete. Your legs were trembling as your knees buckled, letting go of the build-up he had caused inside of you once more with a shattered breath.

You couldn't believe what just happened as he pulled out of you, watching the way his essence slid out of you slowly and into the pool. He made a mental note to clean the pool later on, but right now? All he cared about was you as his hands rubbed against your sides, "You feeling okay?"

All you could do was nod as you turned to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck with a smile, "More than okay," you lifted yourself to press a small kiss to his lips in appreciation. You ran your hands through his hair, letting out a small laugh, "Um, I'm pretty sure we got caught, though,"

He shook his head as he chuckled, cupping your breast in his hands with a cheeky smile, "How many times, am I gonna tell you tha-" you interrupted him, "That you don't give a fuck, I know, handsome,"

And there you stayed with your bodies against each other, enjoying the new relationship that had formed between the two of you. Already planning how you were going to explain yourself to your friends, who were clearly scarred, at least for a few months.

His lips were pressed back on yours happily, mumbling against them, "Let's continue this in my bed? I wanna taste you," he whined softly before continuing, "I wanna taste you, fuck you with my tongue,"

Your legs were back to being jelly, tugging him out of the pool with no hesitation back up towards his room, not needing to answer him with your obvious actions.

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I had no idea how to end it omg, I would've kept that shit going for hourssss

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[littlemsrose]

Hi is me againa and this is chapter 3 of the story and the name is "Your voice is my melody"

Oh and there is some little somg and the things for then are:

Can you feel the sunshine for the game sonic R

Rises the moon by Liliana Flores

I hope you guys like it

AND THANKS DOR MY LOVELY BETA READER READING MY HORRIBLE ENGLISH AND UNDERSTANDING ME FOLLOW THEM IF YOU WANT

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It was early in the morning, and you were ready to do the things you needed today even though you could hear the sounds of an old friend's calling. Outside the house you had boxes waiting to be unpacked. The disorganization wouldn’t leave you in peace, so you started your  morning very well— unpacking boxes that came from the trucks delivering them to your new home. 

    It was so difficult trying to convince some truck drivers that no, you didn't have any infestations in the house and that there weren't any monsters in the ocean below thanks to whoever it was that was crying. Far out in the sea, as if that being was just waiting for you to show up, you could see the little ray things that had the little stings on the ends. That was Sun, wasn't it? Why was he making so much noise in the morning and why didn't he stop until you were near the docks?

    In his hands was something round and very colorful. It was like a necklace that was too small to fit around his head, but his tail was waving happily. He was quite proud of what he had managed to do on his own. When you get close to the merman he gives a giant smile, the fine teeth he had shining, and he gently holds the necklace out in your direction. It’s as if he's excited to show you... A gift?  It felt like a gift from him to you, and seeing that fool with all the fins on his head waving happily as a steady, calm sound came from him, it was hard to stay angry for long.

    "Listen Sun, I really love your gift...but you shouldn't make so much noise to get my attention. What if someone around here hears you? Or even worse, call people to take you away? I'm sure.. AAAAA!"

    Your body fell forward as he pulled you towards his rather bright and smooth body. Then, putting you on his back, he happily (and very quickly) swam out into open waters. You hold on as tightly as possible to the small ends on his head and close your eyes so the sea water wouldn't get in them.  

    Can you see? The sun is shinin' on me

    It makes me feel so free, so alive

    It makes me want to survive

    You heard a strange sound, and Sun’s speed slowly reduced. Opening your eyes and looking around, you soon realized how far out he’d swam. You were in the middle of the high seas and the small place where your home was was almost a speck in the distance. Fear came over you as you held on to Sun's chest, now trying not to look back where you had come from. Something about him relaxed you though. The sound he made was repeating. It was like he was asking you if you were ok. He was so careful with you. It seemed as though he wanted to show you something. 

    "And the sky, it makes me feel so high

    The bad times pass me by

    'Cause today is gonna be a brighter day"

    You look confused by what he wanted to say, but you nod your head to show that you were fine, just a little scared. You still hold onto his chest as he slowly puts one hand on top of your head and passes it through your hair as if he was trying to pet you. The touch of his cool skin makes you shiver through and through, but it was so comforting. Whatever he wanted to show you was still a little way off because even with the reduction in speed, he was still moving forward. You were curious about what he wanted to show you, but at the same time you felt so lost, and if you let go of him, what would happen?  Would he come back for you?  Or would he ignore you and carry on?  Was he trying to get rid of you?  No, he was one of Eclipse's brothers, he certainly had already spoken well of you, hadn’t he?

 

   "Can you feel the sunshine?

    Does it brighten up your day?

    Don't you feel that sometimes

    You just need to run away?

    Reach out for the sunshine

    Forget about the rain

    Just think about the good times

    And they will come back again

    Feel the sunshine..."

    Your thoughts were pulled away when you heard the sound he made. 

"Mrrrupt?"  

It was like he was asking if you were ready to do something. You didn't know exactly what he was talking about but in order not to be abandoned or just thrown in that place, you just nod your head. Sun claps his hands happily and his tail swings even faster before he dives with you on his back into the cold sea.  

    The cold ocean water makes your whole body shiver while your eyes try to get used to the dimmer surroundings and the sting of salt water. He seemed to realize that something was missing for you to be completely comfortable under the water. He started swimming in circles for a while and then snapped his fingers and took you off his back, motioning for you to wait there. He swims to the bottom of the ocean and to the darkest part where you couldn't see his shape anymore. You couldn't swim to the surface as it was so far away now, and what felt like hours started to pass. 

Your lungs were sore from holding your breath for so long and then you finally saw the faint glow of Sun approaching with a slight smile.  

    In his hands there was a type of seaweed, and he was either trying to put it on your neck or make you eat it.  Afraid of something bad happening, you eat the seaweed. It was a little mushy and it tasted a bit sour. You started to chew and swallowed the seaweed, then the whole area lit up. The whole ocean was clearer and all the pain of not being able to breathe underwater was gone. It was like somehow the seaweed was helping you to be more like them.

    "Without you, there's nothing for me to do

    Can you feel the sunshine, too?

    It's comin' through; it makes me feel brand new

    When you're here, I wish you were always near

    'Cause everything's so clear

    And today is gonna be a brighter day"

    Sun, took your hand and slowly pulled you to the not so dark bottom in the ocean. Slowly you could see what he wanted to show you. It was a place full of corals and some anemones. 

It was like a small cave with several lights, which the ocean reflects. Your eyes fill with enchantment and affection and you reach out your hand to touch some corals, amazed by the place. Sun seemed to be happy with what he had just done. Maybe Eclipse was right. You were kind, and you looked so beautiful. He wanted to play with you for a while. 

    "Can you feel the sunshine?

    Does it brighten up your day?

    Don't you feel that sometimes

    You just need to run away?

    Reach out for the sunshine

    Forget about the rain

    Just think about the good times

    And they will come back again"

    You hear a strange sound coming from Sun, and when you look in his direction, the fish (mermaid? Whatever he was), was reaching out to you. Thinking he's going to show you another beautiful place, you innocently take his hand only to be thrown at an extreme velocity upwards, and then stopped at the top of the ascent to slowly fall back to the bottom of the depths. Despite being startled at first, strangely that was kind of fun. So much that you go back to him two more times before teaching him a land game. 

You covered his eyes with his own hands and found a hiding place in a particularly large coral. You can hear the sounds of concern and almost worry from Sun, until by your carelessness he finds you when you end up putting your hands on his shoulders. It scared him, but when he realized that you could play it for practically hours without him getting tired, that simple game of hide and seek turned into something like hunter and hunted but without the blood.

    After what seemed like hours of you guys playing around, you finally notice a strange little opening in the sea of ​​corals. It was rather small— not too small for humans, but quite small for fish like them. With Sun distracted and still trying to find you, why not hide there? With a little laugh you swim to the cave, and lean against the wall trying to keep your "breath" quiet so they don't realize you were there, but something was inside that cave that made you pause for thought. A glow was coming from inside the cave and the faint sound of a song was sung from deeper in. 

    "Days seem sometimes as if they'll never end

    Sun digs its heels to taunt you

    But after sunlit days, one thing stays the same

    Rises the moon"

    Wait...that melody, wasn't that the song you sang to make Eclipse calm down when you left the house for too long?  Slowly, you look around and see that the glowing in the cave were little stars that seemed to have been drawn by someone very dedicated. They seemed to glow because of something that that person, or fish (it was very likely to be a fish), had placed around the stars to make them shine. 

Without realizing it, you keep following the sound of that melody.

    "Days fade into a watercolor blur

    Memories swim and haunt you

    But look into the lake, shimmering like smoke

    Rises the moon"

    The song didn’t have the lyrics that you sang, but it was trying to mimic the vocals as best as it could. It was a little endearing to see that someone had at least taken notes of the little things you did for Eclipse to always calm down from the strange panic attacks he had, so imagine your surprise to see that at the bottom of the cave there was a gigantic grotto, with stars and suns, scattered and drawn around there gently shining. At the bottom, Eclipse was on the floor of that grotto huddled in a corner trying to look smaller and shaking, as if he were a little fish. A very desperate Moon was trying to calm him with the music, though it was a bit out of tune and wasn’t helping much.You had to help him, after all Eclipse was your friend and even if he was wary of you, Moon was his friend too.

    "Oh-oh, close your weary eyes

    I promise you that soon the autumn comes

    To darken fading summer skies

    Breathe, breathe, breathe"

    You enter the grotto singing the sweet song for Eclipse to calm down, getting close enough to touch his dorsal fins and caressing him slowly. In your voice there was the same calm and almost loving way for him. On his side Moon was still staring at you, curious and somewhat worried. After all, you were very small but there was something that could kill Eclipse so easily and apparently it was infesting Sun, but he wouldn't fall into what you were putting on them.

    "Days pull you down just like a sinking ship

    Floating is getting harder

    But tread the water, child, and know that meanwhile

    Rises the moon"

    He was in that place so black, so alone and so cold. Eclipse didn't want to be there, but at the same time he felt he deserved it and... Where was that voice coming from?  It was so nostalgic.

Slowly, he opened his eyes and turned to the voice, and was surprised to see the first person who showed him kindness and so much love was now there in his grotto singing an old song that soothed him when he was little. The fins on his head glowed white and then red and finally pink as he looked at that person.

    "Days pull you up just like a daffodil

    Uprooted from its garden

    They'll tell you what you owe, but know even so

    Rises the moon"

Imagine his surprise when that special person fell to the floor of the grotto right after smiling so sweetly at him, and then fainting and starting to float up trying to find some air. He despairs and takes the fragile body and swims to the surface— desperate for you to breathe again almost running over Sun and Moon.

May you be well, may it all be a nightmare, was something he wished with all his hearth.

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[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

COSMIC - S1:E3; Chapter Three, Holly, Jolly - [Pt. 2]

A Will Byers x Male!Reader Series

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘠/𝘯, 𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘦, 𝘋𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭. 𝘈 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳.

WARNINGS: Mentions of [lots of] blood, use of the 'f' word literally ONCE, uhh, I think that's it?

|| 𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ||

El sits on the floor of Mike's basement, back to the couch. Candy wrappers and crumbs were scattered around a finished puzzle of a beautiful green forest. The strange plastic ship, floating in the air in front of her. It suddenly drops to the ground as her attention is brought to the Supercomm on the couch. She picks up the device and clicks it on, bored with the static that comes from the other end, she soon abandons the device and stands up.

She walks up the steps, eager to explore the house more. When she reaches the top of the steps, she cautiously peeks around the corner. When she decides no one is home and the coast is clear, she continues to explore the house.

With the house to herself, she had more time to linger, and appreciate and explore. It was fascinating to her, and yet it made her sad. Could she have had a life like this? She didn't know what to think when she admired every object, every picture on the wall. There was one in particular that caught her eye.

It was a small photograph, but you could tell it was important. It was another picture of Mike and his friends. Only, they were younger. They were playing and splashing around in the water, a lake it looked like, surrounded by beautiful green trees. Each of them had an arm wrapped around each other forming a line, and their pants were rolled up to their knees.

The young boy on the very left had messy black hair, who El immediately recognized as Mike. He was smiling brightly at her from the picture. A young Lucas to his right, who wore a rather proud grin. Dustin was looking at the two, more specifically Lucas; he had been laughing when the photo was taken.

Will, she believed his name was, had one scrawny arm draped loosely around Dustin, however, he had his full attention on a very cheery looking Y/n who stood proudly showing off a very small frog to the camera. He had daisies on his head, tangled in his hair, and a gleaming smile showed off a missing tooth. He was holding the frog so delicately.

But it wasn't Y/n, or even Mike that caught her eye. It was the way Will was looking at Y/n. His eyes held a certain fondness and appreciation, his smile warm and genuine. El tilted her head ever so slightly, thinking. Something deep inside her was gnawing at her, a feeling that was foreign to her. Shaking her head, she moved on to the rest of the living room.

She went back to the funny chair Mike had shown her and took a seat. She reached over and pulled on the lever, sending her back and forth as it kicked her feet out. She looked around curiously as the chair rocked her back and forth.

El noticed the weird device on the table beside her and picked it up. It was a strange curved thing attached by a curly wire. It had many buttons, every one of them had a number on them. It let out a strange noise, barely audible from the top. She brought it up to her ear to listen to the endless monotone hum. Not knowing what else to do she mimicked the tone, just for fun before putting it back.

She stood up from the chair and sat herself down on her knees in front of the TV. Curious, she ran her fingers down the side until she felt the button and pressed it. A brief crackle of static rang out and as soon as it came on it was replaced with the voice of an older man, the screen lit up in front of her.

"...was occupying a large part of Lebanon. Today, Syria has become a home for-"

Click.

El pressed another button.

The moving picture on the screen changed, where many bright flashes of color dance across the screen. A fake man with yellow hair held a sword as he exclaimed.

"I have the power!"

Click.

"...gift that will last forever. From the Harmony Treasures' collection-"

Click.

A beautiful melody came from the TV set and El's eyes widened in surprise.

Click.

"On the beach and in the sun"

El froze. She recognized the rolling tin can that appeared on the TV. Her breathing began to quicken as she fought the memories back.

- 𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 -

The all too familiar humming and beeping of the machines echoed off of the cold, isolating walls. Eleven sat at the same table, with the same camera facing the same window with the same adults who watch her and study her. Nothing was new, and she feared nothing ever would be. All she wants is to go this over with. Wanting to get the damn wires off of her head.

Yet, she sat still, compliant, unmoving. Never taking her eyes off of Papa as she watched him hand the clipboard to one of the men and give her a nod of his head. She turned her head and attention to the small Coke drink. Her eyes bore into the empty can and she concentrated.

Her head shook ever so slightly as she focused, straining. It was difficult, but she was able to do it. The can caved into itself with a loud 'crack' and it wasn't until the monitors stopped did she realize how loud they had been. She looked back to Papa, looking for his approval.

He stood unmoving, a glimmer of satisfaction in his eyes. She felt her nose run damp, a warm liquid oozed from her nose. She blinked, confused and slowly brought her hand up to her upper lip, realizing she was bleeding. She looked to Papa, expectantly. He only smiled a cold empty grin.

- 𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗢𝗙 𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 -

"Coke is it! Coke is it!"

El quickly pushed the first button, shutting the TV off. Breathing heavily, she stood up and made her way to the basement.

|| 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ||

My back was beginning to hurt from hunching over for so long, but nevertheless, I continued looking. Lucas needs ammo for his wrist rocket, so naturally, the four of us were currently scouring the schoolyard for rocks.

"How about this one?" Mike asks, walking up to Dustin.

Dustin examines the rock Mike handed to him.

"Too big for the sling." He shrugs, tossing the rock to the grass. "So, do you think Eleven was born with her powers, like the X-Men, or do you think she acquired them, like... like Green Lantern?"

"She's not a superhero. She's a weirdo." Lucas says as he searches for that.

"You don't know that," I mumble, Lucas, however, doesn't hear me.

"Why does that matter? The X-Men are weirdos." Mike adds.

Lucas turns to Mike, agitated. "If you love her so much, why don't you marry her?"

I roll my eyes, and straighten up, stretching out my back.

"What are you talking about?" Mike sighs.

"Mike, seriously?"

"What?"

"You look at her all, like... 'Hi, El! El! El! El! I love you so much!'" Lucas teases, grabbing Mike in for a hug before getting down on one knee. "'Would you marry me?' I'm telling you, man, you're just as bad as Will!" He stood back up when he said the last-

'Wait...What?'

"What?" I asked, completely thrown off.

The boys freeze, Lucas especially. Lucas excluded, the boys all look at me with awkward smiles on their faces. Dustin chuckles and gives a still frozen Lucas a few pats on the arm.

"Good job, man. Real smooth."

"Guys, what is going on?" I asked exasperated, crossing my arms.

"Shit," Lucas whispers, closing his eyes.

"Lucas..."

Mike wears a triumphant grin on his face and looks expectantly at Lucas.

"Yeah, Lucas. Tell him."

Lucas sighs, and stiffly turns around, his change of attitude dramatic. He looks around once or twice before growing stern with me.

"You, and Will?" He suggests.

"What about us? What does that have to do with- Oh come on... You can't be serious. He does not like me."

"Literally everyone knows he is totally in love with you." He scoffs.

I scoff in return. "Love? Don't you think you're being a little dramatic? Not to mention, ridiculous?"

"Am I wrong?" He turns to the boys, who hesitantly shrug.

He turns back to me, a look screaming 'There you have it.'

"That doesn't prove anything! We're best friends! So what if we're close?"

He laughs. "Yeah, just as close as Nancy and Steve! And you're no better. You just haven't realized it yet."

"W-What? W-what ar- No!" My words are caught in my throat and I felt my cheeks begin to burn.

'No, I don't!'

It takes moments for me to recover. "Okay, let's say you're right. Let's say he does love me. How can you know for sure, huh? It's not like he told you!"

"Uhh, yeah! Might as well have. He didn't deny it!"

My heart stops, and I feel butterflies erupt in my stomach.

'Will? And me?'

"Look what we have here!"

'Oh, God. Not now.'

I roll my eyes and before I can stop myself I speak. "What do you want, Troll?"

My eyes widen at my sudden boldness but I remain confident. I stare down the two boys who have been bullying us for as long as we've attended this school.

"You better watch your mouth, freak-"

"Back off!" Dustin yells, cutting him off.

Troy looks over to Dustin, looking prepared to throw more insults at my brother but something changes his mind and he cools off. A smug smile tugs at his lips.

"Or what?" Troy spits.

Dustin falls silent, and Troy continues.

"Yeah, that's what I thought. What are you losers doing back here anyway?"

"Probably looking for their missing friend." Troy's goon laughs.

Anger begins to take over and my blood starts to boil.

"That's not funny. It's serious. He's in danger." Dustin immediately cuts in.

"I hate to break it to you, Toothless, but he's not in danger. He's dead. That's what my dad says."

'Where's that damn rock?'

"He said he was probably killed by some other queer."

I feel a lurch in my chest, and I can practically feel my vision going red.

"Come on. Just ignore them." Mike soothes, not only to me but to Dustin and Lucas as well.

He's right. I need to get out of here. I storm off, ready to shove him in the shoulder as I pass but suddenly I feel something catch my foot and I fall to the ground. A sudden wave of searing pain explodes on my chin when I hit the ground.

Dazed and confused, I push myself up enough to see a large, rather bloody rock just inches from my face.

I groan, rolling over on my back, I hear laughing and frantic footsteps.

"Y/n!" Dustin and Mike run over to me, Lucas storms up to Troy.

Dustin and Mike each grab an arm and help me sit up. I hesitantly bring a hand up to my chin and I hiss in pain. I look at my fingers and they are absolutely covered in blood.

'Holy crap.'

I groan and look to Lucas worried. He stands firm and tall, right up in Troy's face.

"Leave us. The fuck. Alone." He says through clenched teeth.

My eyes triple in size, surprised by Lucas's actions.

Troy and his friend laugh and walk away. Repeating Lucas in a mocking voice.

"You okay Y/n?" He reaches out his hand.

I gladly take it. However, I get a little lightheaded as I stand. "Shit, that's a lot of blood."

I look down and I see splots of blood already sprinkling my shirt.

'Great. This will be easy to explain to mom.'

"You still have that first aid kit?"

I close my eyes, sighing.

"Crap. No. I left it at Mike's." I sigh.

"We better get you to the nurse's office then."

"No, I-I'm fine." I sigh, wincing at the pain.

"Are you sure? You're bleeding, like a lot." Mike says.

"Yeah, I'm good. As long as I stop the bleeding, I'll be fine.. My body has always been able to heal quicker than most, anyways."

"He's right. I've seen it."

I offer a small smile. "Well, I at least better go get a tissue or something. I'll be right back." I say.

The boys nod, and I head off to the bathroom. My mind wanders back to what Lucas was telling me earlier, and the weird feeling in my stomach returns...