#wow gee wonder what she picked

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[enwoso]

BIG ADVENTURE! — alessia russo x child!reader

full of fluff and cutest☺️ probably much needed after that game x

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the group of twenty-three english players were half way through their embark on their adventure down under to begin their preparations for the women's world cup however they had a twenty fourth player in the form of a four year old little girl - which was you.

the england girls had loved having your little infectious personality around camp so far and were looking forwards to watching you cheer them on throughout the tournament.

"lovie, c'mon!" alessia held out her hand for you to hold onto as you had been running around the lounge waiting to go down into the terminal to board the plane. alessia more than happy to let you run around hoping you would get rid of as much energy as possible before the flight.

keeping you entertained for the past few hours since landing in dubai for the short lay over— alessia had simply been silently dreading the second half of the long flight to sydney.

"mummy! is that the plane we go on?" you asked, holding tightly onto your mums hand as you backpack hung low on your back. you pointing out the window to the sight of the planes sat on the tarmac outside.

"that's right! we should be on that one" alessia bent down to match your height pointing to said plane that the team was waiting to be allowed to board.

"it's a big plane isn't it!" alessia smiled as your face was covered with a big grin as a small wow came from you.

a burst of energy coming from you as you dropped your mum's hand along with your backpack, running in the direction of where georgia and a few of the other girls were, excited to show them the planes which were outside.

"gee! look, look- the planes! over there!" you rushed out tapping the midfielder repeatedly on the leg interrupting the older girls' conversation with keira.

"woah- slow down tiny!" georgia laughed picking you up as you took a little breathe, "okay now what were you saying?" georgia asked, her eyebrows raising slightly.

"look! mummy says that we go on them planes!" you point over to the wide window, at the planes which were stood on the other side of the window. excitement flowing through you with a wide grin still on your face.

"i know! isn't that cool!" georgia smiled at your excitement as keira poured, "are you excited tiny?" keira asked as you nodded quickly.

"YES! mummy said we can see koalas and k-ka-kanroos!" you said focusing on trying to say the last word which you could say properly, your eyebrows knitting together with concentration.

"kangaroos?"

"yep them!"

a gasp then coming from keira, "are you not excited to see your mummy play football?" you smile dropping a little in confusion.

"duh, mummy packed my football tops and boots!" you smiled cheekily with a hint of sass in your tone making the two midfielders burst out laughing as your eyebrows furrowed a little wondering what was so funny.

"i'll hold you to that!"

"me too!"

the original plan for flying to australia was that you flew over with alessia's parents and brothers a few weeks later when the team had gotten settled — alessia originally thinking it would make it more smoother for the transition from one side of the world to the other.

however, as days went on alessia and the departure date loomed closer the blonde realised how much she didn't want to be away from her tiny terror for that length of time. instead changing the plan last minute, and getting your suitcase packed.

"lovie?" you heard your mum call out but where still in conversation with georgia and keira about the animals in australia and how you definitely didn't want to bump into any eight legged creatures.

"tiny, i think your mum wants you" keira tapped you on the shoulder pointing in the direction of where alessia was stood your backpack in one hand as her big pink bag hung from her shoulder.

sliding down georgia's side you yelled a quick bye as you ran off back towards your mum, "there you are! where you been!"

"talking with georgia and keira bout animals!" you beamed as alessia hummed in amusement as she crouched down to your height, zipping your little jacket back up as well as putting it back on your shoulders as it had slouched down.

"have you got esme?” alessia asked standing back up as you looked around, twirling around in a circle for your elephant teddy. your comfort teddy which you’d had since you were little however naming the teddy when you got a little older.

“um, oh she’s here!” you mumbled in a hurry to get the teddy from the table lifting the toy up in the air as if it were a trophy as alessia smiled, holding her hand out for you to grab as boarding had started.

walking along the tunnel to the plane, the chatter of the other lionesses filling up the small area. you looking around soaking in the whole thing it being a big adventure to you as a smile had not once left your little face.

“smile lovie!” your mummy nudged you out of your own little word as she pointed to the team of lionesses photographers holding there big cameras. you giving a small and shy smile as well as a wave before jumping the big small gap onto the plane.

“hello!” you waved to the flight attendants who were stood welcoming everyone onto the aircraft, the two flight attendants giving a big smile and wave matching your own little bubble of energy.

walking down the isle, saying a little hi to the lionesses who were already in their seats as alessia guided you both to your seats. “y/n, we are here” your mummy called out as you had walked a few seats ahead of her.

climbing into your seat, which was closest to the window as you watched the men on the ground load the bags and suitcases onto the bottom of the plane. alessia on the other hand began to sort through everything she would need in order to get through the twelve hour flight to sydney airport.

“boo!” you cheered as you jumped up at the back of your seat, scaring the person who was sitting behind you. millie jumping slightly as a bright smile appeared on her face as she looked up from her phone to see your head poking over the back of the seat with a cheeky look on your face.

“hello cheeky!” millie smiled sticking her tongue out as you returned the smile while also sticking your own tongue out back at the blonde. “who sitting there?” you asked pointing to the seat next to her — taking note of the face she wasn’t with her usual right hand, rachel daly.

“rach of course!” mille said as your face grew confused, “she’s down there with the important people asking boring questions!” millie pointed down towards the front of the plane hoping you now understood, exaggerating the word boring as she said it.

your confused look slowly rising, “oh!”

the long journey had begun and alessia was quite surprised as how well you were actually behaving, as she had definitely planned for worse. but the blonde had also been quickly reminded herself that there was still a lot of time to go — the flight only being 6 hours in, so there was most definitely time.

you were sat snuggled in your blanket with esme your elephant, watching a series of children programmes in the tv that was in the back of the seat. your pink princess head phones which sat proudly on top of your head, a small smile appearing on your face every so often when something funny happened on the screen.

most of the girls were asleep after being urged to sleep now by the team managers as it was in line with the time zone change that would happen. alessia had gotten around two hours of sleep, before you had woken her up tapping her in the arm as you’d dropped esme under the seat in front of you and your small arms were unable to reach it.

“mummy” you whispered, tapping your mum on the arm once again as she was half asleep, alessia mumbling for you to carry on.

“i go find someone to colour with?” you asked a small pout appearing on your face as you were sat with your colouring pens and books hugged up to your chest after you’d found them in your backpack.

“yes, but-“ you were quick to slide right off your seat at the response however your mum stopped you from running out into the isle with her foot. “but, lovie please don’t wake up any of the girls if they are asleep, okay?” alessia had a stern look on her face as you nodded.

“okay!” you beamed, alessia kissing your forehead before letting you walk off down the aircraft your colouring supplies bundled in your arms.

walking along the isle carefully not to drop anything, as you finally found one of the girls who wasn’t asleep — ella!

“auntie el” you tapped the midfielder who was watching a show on her ipad, headphones in totally unaware of her surroundings. a smile appearing on the brunettes face as she turning to see you poking her arm.

“hi tiny! what’s wrong?” ella whispered lifting you onto her lap while also being careful not to wake the sleeping georgia stanway beside her.

“need someone to colour with me” you smiled sweetly while holding up your colouring supplies proudly, hoping that ella would sit and colour with you as there was not many other girls who were awake.

ella’s heart melting at the sight, “well what are my options then” the midflieder asked pointing to the books in your hand. you setting out the three options on the little table.

“princess one, animal or random one!” you pointed to each book as ella sat deep in though assessing her options.

“oo tough choice — which are you going first?” ella asked, over exaggerating her thinking face as you pointed to the one you were doing — the book filled with random colouring pages.

once ella had chosen her colouring book, the two of you made small talk filling ella in on all the things you had done on the first flight and this flight. ella’s smile big as she listened to you as you sat concentrated hard trying not to colour over the lines.

“finished!”

you held up your picture in front of ella, the picture being of twenty-four people all frawn with there own little personalities and a small name scribbled underneath them.

“whose all them people?" ella asked, as you sighed beginning her explanation. talking through each drawing.

“there's mummy with number twenty-three, chloe, mary-“ you listed off each player of the england team having drawn them with an england kit on making sure to put the number at which they played

"and then there's you with a number ten and me with number twenty four!" you sat proudly with with ella as she looked at the picture closely a loud laugh coming from the brunette.

“tiny, don’t let your mum see you’ve given her brown hair!”

“my yellow pen ran out” you pouted.

“tooney shut up!” georgia groaned as she began to wake up from all the noise ella was making, you looking between ella and georgia hushed giggled coming from the two of you.

georgia rubbing her eyes before opening them, as you jumped into georgia’s chest, “hi gee!”

“oh hi tiny — what you doing here!”

“me and ella been drawin’ look!” you smiled holding up your picture in front of the girl who smiled sleepily, humming along as you gave the same explanation as you did to ella a few moments earlier.

“how’s my little artist!” you heard your mums voice as you turned around a smile on your face, the plane had began to liven a bit up as most of the girls were now awake.

“look!” you handed your drawing to your mum who looked over it with a smile.

“which ones me?” alessia asked as she looked up from the picture, as you pointed to which one was her. the blondes eyebrows furrowed slightly. “i don’t have brown hair!”

“my yellow pen ran out” you pouted hoping it wasn’t going to upset your mummy too much. “ohh that’s okay — it’s adorable!” she beamed as your pout turned to a big grin.

alessia stood with talking to both ella and georgia for some time as you sat on ella’s knee doodling away on a sheet of paper, the time ticking away before it was time for food.

“right come on little one, let’s get you something to eat!” alessia picked up the other two colouring books off the floor tapping you on the head.

“me eat here” you mumbled carrying on your doodles, alessia shaking her head as a frown began on your face.

“you can come back once you’ve eaten!” your mum compromised as you slowly nodded slipping down from ella’s lap, alessia picking up your colouring supplies as you said a quick bye to ella and georgia before being walked back up the aircraft to your seat.

the rest of the flight went quite smoothly for alessia, you sat eating for best part of half an hour, eating slowly as you watched the tv again.

then once by the time you got bored of that, you sat playing a little game with your mum which she had packed but you soon began to yawn it being a while since you’d had a sleep.

“which film?” alessia asked you as you were snuggled into her arms a blanket laid over you, as you pointed over to a disney film.

you watched majority of the film your finger twirling the end of your hair around it, before you fell asleep. you body going limp as you breathing slowed right down.

and that’s how you spent the last hour and half of the flight, not even waking when the plane hit the ground. however alessia then had the trouble of carrying you off the flight along with your backpack and her bag.

"tiny! we're here!" ella and georgia yelled together from behind alessia as you were being carried in alessia's arms unable to see that you were asleep.

alessia sending the pair a death stare, before swotting them on the shoulder as she shushed them. the pair making an oh sound as they quickly apologised moving up the line of lionesses as the group walked through the arrivals part of the airport.

it was both a blessing and a curse that you had fallen asleep when you did. a blessing because it meant that you would start on the australian time zone it being around eight at night when the plane had landed but a curse as it meant alessia had to carry you.

your big adventure down under was just beginning.

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alessia tiny on tour starts now! 🐨🌏🇦🇺🩵

comments —

ellatoone coolest one in the team!

1h         451 likes reply

-> stanwaygeorgia you said i was cool!

-> ellatoone yeh but tiny is coolER

lucybronze our little explorer🥹

1h         230 likes reply

maryearps can’t wait to see her face when she see the kangaroo

1h         107 likes reply

-> alessia betting on the chance of her crying and being scared of them icl

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[dozing-marshmallow]

Heyo! Just asking

Would you mind writing Yandere Noah Vs Yandere Mike from total drama? Thankssss! :>

Hellooo! Thank you so much for this fun request, so happy I was finally able to get this out! Also, I loooove your Radlynn theme, I loved playing the Papa Louie games so much growing up ^v^ enjoy !

YANDERE! NOAH VS YANDERE! MIKE HEADCANONS

Two guys fighting over you? My! How would that turn out?

Well, Noah would try to impress you with his intellect, Mike tried wooing you with his natural sweet personality.

Of course, you never thought these gestures had a bigger meaning than what met the eye.

Typical (Y/N).

A few months after the...season of All Stars aired, Chris wanted to throw a celebration reunion party for both casts before the brand new cast of Pahkitew Island was publicly introduced.

Noah and Mike were two of the many that didn’t want to go, but having the fact they were obliged to attend by their contract megaphoned, they soon put together that if this whole thing was mandatory for everyone, you would definitely be there.

Even if it wasn’t, you were a sweetheart, so you would’ve attended anyway.

Everyone was there alright, around their respective friend groups, and there Mike was, suspiciously having an exorbitant smile on his face for someone who wasn’t accompanied by anyone.

Noah knew the cause all too well, and takes it to confront him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

Still a coward, huh?,“Ohh wow, that obvious lie came with that gap in your teeth? Take this as a warning, Mike. Unless you wanna make that gap bigger, back up trying to test your mediocre pick up lines on (Y/N) and you won’t have any more problems than what you already have to deal with.” his finger spiked into the taller male’s chest,“You have no chance with a girl that’s out of your generation, let alone out of your league.”

"Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Noah!" said guy’s attempt at intimidation massively backfiring with Mike putting a hand to his own burning chest,"See, even though I'm Mike first and personalities second, the...feeling (Y/N) gives me is so intense, it's actually taking a better effect on me than the medication my psychiatrist prescribes me!"

How lame.

The high IQ rolls his eyes at Mike’s pathetic attempt at love,"You know your identity disorder soooo well. You of all people should know that's illogical, but I was right. (Y/N) really does have a moron lusting after her."

"Wow! Can't believe you finally got around to realising how dumb you are!"

Noah’s glare deepens in his face as Mike’s smile grew. These conversations were getting boring,"Why don't you go back to nosebleed hair? I'm sure she's missing you terribly bro." Surely that would kick some alarm into him. That desperate friendless girl had to be looking for him.

Strangely, he was still all happy,"Oh! I called things off with Zoey!” Oh. No wonder why he’s not slighted.

Damn your humanity, Zoey. You couldn’t entertain this idiot for another season?

He takes out his hideous handmade accessory,“I took my necklace back, so I can cherish it to (Y/N) instead!" Poor girl.

No way you could love someone that lacked the decency to reserve his affection- I mean, Noah loved you from day one,"Gee even I'm offended you think a second hand thing is the best you can give to my (Y/N). You are so totally rich. Medication funds put you in debt much?"

"Actually, they were free, but you are right about one thing! Not fair to give something someone else had. I'll make her another! Bigger and better! Like my love for her." he kept getting more and more ideas.

Can he afford to keep up?,"Don't go over budget."

"Hah! Seems like you suffer from a memory disorder. Thanks to my win, I never have to worry about budget again!... How many seasons did you win again?" Mike asks, his smirk still the same, but his words this time around were coiled by a pleather of travesty that had forced Noah to face a stinging truth he hated to admit, hissing a response in avoidance.

“Cram it, blockhead.”

Mike was about to blow a comeback, when suddenly your goddess figure graced both of them with your presence, switching their rivalry selves to civil friends.

"Enjoying yourself over here, boys?"

"Oh, totally." Noah waved, that totally being true for once.

"Never been better (Y/N)!" Mike threw you a thumbs up.

“Aw! Great!” you gushed in delight at the two,“It’s so heartwarming to see you guys getting along so well especially since we come from different casts!” You’re...happy. 

You’re happy at them... Them...getting along? Yes... Yes, we do get along! Mike wants to be the one to amplify your joy by encompassing Noah’s neck around his arm, a perfect time to suffocate him, yet so far,“Oh, yeah!” he could feel the malice blaze in Noah’s eyes, but he wouldn’t dare try breaking out his grasp if it meant keeping you happy. It was just as despicable for him,“It’s real nice speaking to the competitors from earlier seasons! You can learn so much.”

The hidden venom irked the trapped male, making it ten times harder to hold back his sly tongue. But you were there... (Y/N), too pure to taste any hate, had rewritten the entire muscle of his jaw. 

“Yeah, what...” for (Y/N), for (Y/N), for (Y/N),“He said. Guy’s more lovable than Owen.” Big fat lie. But you were pleased.

“Aww! Well, I’ll leave you two be. See you later!” even when you had rolled the distance, your words were still as sweet as blood itself.

How caring you are.

Mike makes the immediate move to aggressively shove Noah away from him. 

An awkward silence sits in as the ugly nature of their opposition unravels in the air, Noah being the first to emerge,“You’re still here?”

Mike’s smile finally drops in a confused line,“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Dunno. Thought after seeing for yourself that (Y/N) has zero interest in you, like none whatsoever, you’d get going.” His blood vessels bloated in hatred under his skin.

How come? I’m the one that made our “friendship” more believable to her,“How could I after she gave me that smile?” saying that revived his one.

“Mhmm, that smile was totally for you. Get realistic!” No amount of verity could crush that delusion Mike had, which increasingly agitated Noah,“(Y/N) will never love you. Never.”

“There’s no never in that smile, Noah! The way you cope with denial is really cute!” See? This freak was enjoying it.

Noah sighed. Guess it’s what you have to do when you lose a game of love. Really unfortunate for him, this was very rewarding.

The man with sarcasm for a name turned his back to take one of the knives available from the cutlery table. He slid his finger up and down its shiny blade, remembering all about why he stayed in this meaningless party for this long. His chagrin is cut short.

At the same time, Mike discreetly checks his blazer pocket to ensure he still had his one occupying within. A similar sick with the strings of heart quivers its way onto his reddening lips.

(Y/N)...(Y/N)...

Things were about to get interesting.

[bellarose204]

IMAGINE THE EGG BOIS STILL WERE IN HELL AND ALASTOR AND CHARLIE HAD THEIR BABY SO THEY ALL GREW CURIOUS ON WHAT IS A 'BABY'

And yes I imagine it from a reference from lady and the tramp because that movie was so beautiful I just had to do it for this idea^^

Egg boi #1 : Gee fellas our boss man sure is busy with the princess lately I wonder what they're up to in that room!

Egg boi #2 : it sounds scary up there I kept hearing weird sounds up there kinda like someone was sad!

Egg boi #1 : do ya think the princess is sad?

Egg boi #3 : no ya got it all wrong it's coming from that thing! Ya know? A 'baby'?

Egg boi #1 : what is a 'baby'?

Egg boi #3 : i dunno our old boss never told such a thing but our new boss won't tell us!

*They all climbed up the stairs one by one it kinda took a long time to finally reach to the level where they could hear the noises coming from Charlie's bedroom*

*Charlie was seen by the egg bois peeping in through the door crack as she sung a quiet tune almost sounding familiar as she cradled a small being wrapped in a blanket under the light shining in from the window*

Charlie : 🎶inside of every demon is a rainbow, inside of every sinner is a shiny smile🎶

Egg boi #1 : what do ya see?

Egg boi #3 : uhhh i don't know i can't see!

Charlie : 🎶inside of every creepy hatchet welding manic, is a jolly happy cupcake loving child🎶

Egg boi #2 : she's singing something!

*A tall dark shadow appeared behind them revealing it was coming from Alastor's presence*

Egg boi #1 : oh! HIYA BO-

*Alastor hushed them softly pointing directly at Charlie finally putting the baby to rest in it's crib*

Alastor: if you wished to see the baby then keep your voice down *he said with a large smile*

*He followed the egg bois up infront of the crib as they try to bounce up to look inside but with a little helping hand from Alastor and Charlie picking them up to see little Alice Morningstar sleeping in her crib soundly*

Charlie : is that better?

Egg boi #1 : wow! It's so small!

Charlie : hehehe they're suppose to look that way until they get older^^

Alastor : Old enough to crush you eggs to death!

Charlie : Alastor-

Alastor : what? I'm improvising!

[starsscarmyceiling]

the only thing i have ever known about merrical is what i've seen you reblog over the years, and i was always fine with that like go off...but now idk, i have seen so much of this pairing on my dash and i find myself being a little more curious? i feel kind of insane going to your askbox about this, but it seems to have certainly intrigued me ngl. and since you are the og merrical i've been following forever (reylo 4 life!), is there any sort of way you could give me a crash course on it? 🥺🙏

Holy gee WOW did I smile so very hard at this nonnie, I can't even tell you omfg. I was kind of wondering if Merrical would reach others in the SW fandom. I just know it's a smaller ship, especially in comparison to Reylo...and let me just tell you, Reylo Merricals, I think are mighty cool people.

Alright, well, I had another ask where I just gave all my fic recs and stuff like that, so you can find all of that here!

Okay okay okay, damn...where to start? I mean coming from Reylo you're still getting that enemies to lovers the grumpy one is soft for the sunshine goodness. Just imagine like...a Dark Rey/Jedi Ben AU? Yeah that seems like the right vibes to me.

Alright, so like the absolute 🤌thing🤌 for Merrical imo is all of the unspoken understanding between them. When I first played Jedi Fallen Order, what truly got me to start shipping is the moment Cal looked into Merrin's eyeballs and dropped the "I know what it's like to lose everything" line, like damn. That fucking--that ruined my life. He looked at her and validated her and then told her that how she'd been treated was wrong, and I just like fainted the old Katie can't come to the phone right now because she's dead. Here are two people, who both have been through so much, all of the same traumas of losing their entire people at such a young age and they found each other...like...do you know how special that is??

I think that is just another thing that I love about these two. There really is so much unsaid understanding between them that it seems like no matter the universe, they just seem to just naturally want to be around each other, and maybe they don't always understand why, but what it has is the potential to turn into is like *chef's kiss* of building something together that may have a foundation of joint trauma, but can then turn into everything they have been seeking and not even knowing they were. About two broken people, finally feeling like it's okay that they are, like they don't need to be fixed, like they don't need to explain, and they can just be.

It's about what they can build together.

They are so very healthy, have such amazing communication, and ISTG Star War if you don't give us this one pairing that won't end in tragedy I am setting everything on fire.

Alright, so obviously I would suggest playing JFO and then Jedi Survivor to get like the full story, but if you're not a gamer and want to commit to watching the "movie" version JFO, I thought this one was the best of the ones that weren't like 5+ hours but still providing enough context with cut scenes and some game play. I know it's still long but I tried to pick the best one under 3 hours!

For the JS movie. I thought this one was also a good balance of game play and cut scenes to get context. Let me just, like wow Respawn really made this game for the Merricals. Oh shit, these two are going to fuck your life up...in like the best way.

Also...HEH you're still gonna get all the freckle and hair appreciation in the world. Yes, you know exactly what I'm talking about.

Fellow Merricals, if there was like anything that I left out that you think is important, just comment on here! I hope that was as succinct, you know, for me, and efficient of a Merrical crash course that I could give you anon.

This was fun, thinking this all out, and I truly hope you enjoy just another lovable set of space idiots over here. Also don't be shy! If I've successfully converted you, please show some love to the amazing authors and artists that this fandom has to offer.

AW YEAH guys we could have another convert to the house of Merrical I am kicking my feet in the air and screaming love all of us always 💖💖💖

Also, yes, our home base is Applebee's. Come join me for a drink sometime 😏

[zmediaoutlet]

Icebreaker thing!

Hello, I am a was-early-in-fandom turned way-late-in-fandom wincestie and the only reason I'm on tumblr is because I followed you from AO3, so thanks! :3

My superpower is that somehow, whenever I am late, outside circumstances happened that made it so me being late was either ideal or at least without any consequences. Being late stresses me out to no degree because I'm still waiting for that karma to catch up so I tend to be very punctual.

Many; I used to read a lot but now that I don't have a commute, it's a habit I've lost.

Oh gee; too many to pinpoint, but I wish I could share it with my deceased grandmother now that I'm older. There are so many things I would like to talk with her about.

ahh welcome to the tumbls! how thrilling to be the impetus for that, haha. making me wonder if you're the only person to click that link...

we are buds in absolutely detesting being late, but that is a truly remarkable superpower to make up for it, wow. The equivalent of like "oh it's a good thing you arrived now, if you'd been standing there five minutes ago you'd have been struck by a meteor!"

I am with you on 'used to read a lot' but I've found that literally setting a timer and forcing myself to sit down with a book for half an hour has been fixing it. (I used to read on my exercise bike but I started watching political podcasts instead, whoops.) Granted that may not work if you've got kids running around or zero free time or uhh no chairs (?), but the half hour timer could do the trick!

The grandmother idea is so nice for a dream meal! What do you think she would pick? Or maybe you'd eat something she'd made?

[marsmarvel02]

"What Manny Can't Fix" Review: Chapter 11

Welcome back and welcome again to my review/roasting of "What Manny Can't Fix", a very bad Handy Manny fanfic.

Last time, we watched Turner and Twist steal from a community garden for... reasons, and now, in today's short chapter (which is short enough that I would combine it with Chapter 12 for another double-feature post if Chapter 12 weren't already absurdly long), they're going to be using their ill-gotten vegetables to make salsa.

Gee, I'm on the edge of my seat already.

(As always, if you'd like to start this review series from the beginning, Chapter 1 is here.)

Chapter 11

When Teeth and Swift came back, Twist and Turner were in the middle of making their salsa.

Sigh. Here comes the cooking show.

“And what are you two up to?” Teeth chuckled.

Turner looked over at them. The bristles on Swift’s brush that weren’t covered by plastic still, were messy, and the teeth on Teeth’s blade seemed a little more bent out of shape than before.

So what the heeeeck were they doing?

Please tell me we’re not going to have a flashback to whatever plot-irrelevant slapstick got them all muffed up.

Huh Twist was right….I guess they were busy.

That. Doesn’t. EXPLAIN ANYTHING!

“We’re making salsa today, remember?” Twist asked.

“Oh right, right. Completely...slipped my mind.” Teeth said, wrapping his saw blade over Swift. She blushed and giggled a bit before sliding closer to him.

I just had… a horrifying revelation.

Which I will be soundly ignoring because I’m sure doing so won’t come back to bite me in the butt later!

Swift looked at Turner and narrowed her eyes slightly. “So did you get the rest of the ingredients from the bakery?”

“I uh uh….uh…” Turner tried to reply.

Seeing his anxiety, Twist quickly chimed in, “No, we went to the community garden to pick everything up.”

“Oh.” Swift replied, flatly. “I see…”

She forced a smile and leaned closer to Teeth again.

“You didn’t run into any humans, did you?” Teeth asked.

“Luckily no.” Twist sighed in relief.

“Good.” Teeth nodded. “You never know what they’d do to ya if you get too close.”

“Well, now that you’re here, you can help us finish the salsa.” Twist said, eager to change the subject.

“Oh...all right…” Teeth teased playfully. He and Swift headed over.

“It looks really good.” Swift smiled.

“Gracias…” Twist said, blushing slightly. “I think we’re just about done. We just need to stir

Wait, the author actually had most of the salsa-making happen offscreen? Thank you thank you tha-

Wait, you just did it because you couldn’t be bothered to look up how to actually make salsa, didn’t you? 

Or because making salsa requires some implement (or, as you would say, cooking tool, although that’s a rabbit hole I don’t want to go down) that even you realized there was no way possible for Teeth to have on hand?

“Oh, I can do that!” Swift said, putting her handle in the salsa.-

Wow, I wonder how unsanitary her handle is. How much crud has it picked up from her just walking (well, hopping) around?

-She mixed it carefully, bringing all the ingredients together into a perfect blend.

She hopped out of the pot, back next to Twist. “Is that good.”

“No, you’re missing a question mark.”

“Es perfecta.” [“It’s perfect”] She said, a blush still on her cheeks. “Now, it’s time to taste it!”

Yeah, salsa stirred with the handle of a paintbrush that’d just been doing who-knows-what probably should be deleted from existence.

They all gathered around the pot excitedly. Twist turned to Turner, “Why don’t you try some first?”

“Me? But it was your idea.” Turner pointed out.

“Yes, but I wouldn’t have had the idea if you hadn’t brought back those fresh tomatoes.” She said. “So, go ahead.”

Turner went over and took a small taste. “They….this isn’t half bad!”

They what?

Twist tasted it next. “Yeah! You did a pretty good job for your first time making salsa.”

“Of course I did!” Turner scoffed. “I always do a pretty good job.”

“Show off.” Twist laughed and playfully nudged him in the side. Turner lost his balance and fell into the pot of salsa.

“Hey!” Turner coughed.

Twist, Swift, and Teeth just laughed more. Turner hopped out of the pot and shook the salsa off.

“Ha ha, yeah...real funny…” Turner groaned.

“It kind of was.” Twist chuckled.

“Oh really?” Turner smirked and pushed her into the salsa next. “Not so funny now is it?”

Twist laughed more. “Oh on the contrary Turner…” She reached out-

How?

Writer, if you’re gonna have the tools be telekinetic that’s fine, it’s a common trope of cartoon physics, but please of the love of god establish this and be consistent about it!

- and pushed him back into the salsa with her. “It’s hilarious!

That night, after a nice bath in the park fountain,-

Oh yeah. Not only do the living tools have Schrodiner’s Telekinesis, they also don’t rust no matter how wet they get unless them rusting is important for the plot.

- Turner curled into his fabric bed and relaxed. He felt a new burst of energy and happiness he hadn’t when he first arrived.

When he looked over he noticed Twist was fast asleep, a small smile on her face. It seemed like she had a good time too.

Swift and Teeth were snuggled together, something Turner hadn’t really paid attention to, until he learned they were together.

//Whistles while looking in the other direction//

He was starting to get used to life with the other tools, even if Swift did still seem suspicious of him.

I need to get her off my trail somehow…..

If Not-Chip’s thing is using way too many exclamation points, these tools’ thing is using way too many dots in an ellipsis.

(My coverage of the next chapter is now up, and can be read here.)

[road-breakin-slasher]

~Chapter 6 - You All Right, Sasha?!~

"I still haven't write back Aunt Sheri just yet, as I have no idea what should I write there. But I wanna know how it got here.

So I walked around Wonderville, and Hogi suddenly greeted me on their WonderStar H.Q., and it was him who finalized delivery.

'Hey, Billi,' he greeted.

'Oh. Hey, Hogi,' I replied.

'So, did you receive the letter on your door? Apparently, it was from your relatives. The lady asked me to deliver it to you, then left,' said Hogi, 'who was that, anyway?'

'Either the letter or who came, it's from my auntie,' I said.

'Woah!' Said Hogi. 'You have an aunt?'

'Yeah. It was from my very sweet auntie. I'm her most favorite,' I replied, very nervous about why Aunt Sheri likes me more.

'Aww. It's so sweet to have an auntie! I wish I could have one...' Said Hogi, and I just giggled from what he said.

'Hey, Hogi,' I said, 'can you do me a favor?'

'Sure,' Hogi replied, 'what is it?'

'When I write something for them, could you and Pinkfong deliver my letter to them? They're from Silly Wilds Forest,' I requested.

'Wow,' said Hogi, 'that surely is a very far place. Okay, me and Pinkfong will do our best. We hope.'

'Gee, Hogi,' I replied. 'Thanks. Almost couldn't think who could I rely on.'

It was afternoon, and everyone is busy. Still finishing my deliveries with Jeni on another address. Finding help might surely be hard. When I was approaching to the last delivery, I saw Sasha got hurt!

Oh, no, Sasha! What has happened to her? So I approached to her for help.

'Sasha!' I shouted.

'Bi... Billi...?' She said.

'What happen, Sasha?? Are you all right?!' I asked in worry.

'I... I think I pushed myself too much from climbing that tree...' Sasha replied.

'What?! Why would you even do that?! You... You could've got hurt more!' I said. It really worries me. Especially for Sasha. Since she climbed the tree that high.

'I'm... I'm obsessed with that rare fruit, I guess... Ow!' Sasha replied.

'Ohh... What am I gonna do...? What am I gonna do?' I said in panic.

'Pinkfong! Hogi! I need your help!' I yelled as hard as I could.

4 minutes have passed, and the WonderStar has arrived.

'We came here as fast as we could, Billi! What's going on?' Said Pinkfong. 'Oh! Sasha!' He added.

'Oh, no... Sasha's hurt. I'll get my kit,' Hogi said.

Seeing her getting hurt really hurts me more than her. She's my glamorous white tiger, and she isn't feeling well.

After patching her up, she's still required to be at Hogi's house for more medication.

And I carry her up to their Wonder Car.

Its exhaust really sounds loud. Really high pitched.

'Hey, Billi,' she speaks. 'Thanks for being here for me. You're very kind.'

'He-he-hey. I hate seeing friends getting hurt, you know?' I replied.

'I'll be alright... Thank you,' said Sasha.

They then left back to Hogi's house. I'm all that's left here. And I still have to deliver the order too. Shoot, I wasted a lot of time. It must've got cold by now.

Finally, I arrived at Coco's house. With Patt beside her. And I came late.

'Billi, I heard you shouted for help. Is everything okay?' Coco asked.

'It's... It's Sasha. She's hurt...' I replied.

'Oh, gosh,' Coco said, and Patt shocked, hearing this terrible news. 'I hope she's okay,' she added.

'Yeah,' I said... 'Oh, uhh... Sorry. My delivery came too late...' I added, and I feel disappointed.

'Hey, I guess it's okay now,' said Patt, 'at least you did something good to help. Let's cross our fingers that she's out okay.'

'Yeah,' I added, 'I really do...'

'Hey. You okay? You looked even more worried. Is it about Sasha?' She asked, all of my sudden with an even sad face. Surprised. And I said,

'Huh? No, it's just... A friend was hurt, is all.' I said

'Hmm,' Coco sighted. 'Well, I guess we'll better be inside. Thanks for delivery, Billi.'

'Sure! You're welcome,' I said. Then they went in.

Yeah. Sasha is hurt. Just for that rare pieces of Night-Blue Bumbleberries she tried to pick.

I'm finally home. Inside in my 'bedroom'. Yeah that term is used loosely since my house isn't much a room-type. It is then I decided to write back my aunt Sheri...

'Dear, aunt Sheri,

Sorry if I didn't reply too soon. Yes, I still have some friends.

And you know, we have an alien resident. His name is Pinkfong. He's from planet Staria. And he's a friendliest creature we've ever met. He's full of wonders. He's just like you. He's always happy.

And, today, I helped a girl name Sasha. She's not from around here, but she resides here in Wonderville. And she was injured from falling from a tree. She was pushy about trying to get rare Night-Blue Bumbleberries. So I helped her.

The thing about Sasha here is, she's wonderful. She's pretty. And I'm glad to be around her as a friend. Well, my feelings always try to fall for her. But I can't express it to her. Maybe too soon?

I dunno, I'm scared that she might not like me when I said that. Someday, maybe.

Auntie, I miss you. I really do wanna see you. And I'm sorry if I nearly forgot about you and home. I'll try my best to find my time to visit there, okay? I miss you. And, maybe, I'll bring Sasha and some friends there, too. You'll appreciate them.

I can't wait to see you someday.

Your favourite nephew,

Billi.'

It's a two-page letter. It's long. I even put a drawing of Sasha at the end. It's not the best, but that's the best I could do.

I'll ask Pinkfong and Hogi to deliver this to my aunt Sheri tomorrow. I'm tired. I'll need to lie down on my hammock."

[bisexualbumblebee-writes]

The Insiders Chapter 25: The Date- Two-Bit Matthews x Misty Hawthorne

Word Count: 1.3k

November 21, 1965

The next morning Two-Bit stood outside the school, eagerly waiting. Last night, while filled with unfortunate circumstances, led him to officially meeting one of the most amazing girls ever. Willow was something similar to an enigma and, as he spent more time with her, one that he wanted to learn about and understand more than anything. Now he had a reason to get excited to go to school. 

Thankfully he didn’t have to wait long before a familiar flash of blonde hair appeared in his line of sight. Willow had just walked up to the school with a content sort of look on her face that instantly brought a smile to Two’s face. That smile immediately widened when he realized she was in fact wearing the jacket he’d given her just last night to combat the chill that lingered in the air from last night. 

“Hey! Hey Willow!” He called as he jogged up to her, unable to contain his excitement. A smile instantly formed on the girl’s face as she turned to him. 

“Mornin’ Two-Bit,” she greeted. 

“Good morning!” He responded much more enthusiastically than she’d been expecting at seven a.m. “You sleep okay?”

“As well as I can given the situation,” she offered in response, making him frown. 

“Oh gee, I’m sorry. You really did a wonder of help last night, I mean it. We wouldn’t be anywhere without you. You’re like a little spy,” he said, trying to lighten the mood. And it worked because the girl laughed softly. 

“Glad to know that talking to my ex is helpful,” she joked as they headed inside. Her response caught him off guard, and he didn’t even attempt to hide it. 

“Your ex?” He repeated in utter bewilderment. “What’s a girl like you doing with a guy like Buck?” His reaction made her laugh as she shrugged. 

“It was a little while ago, we dated for almost three years.” 

“Three years?! Wow, I’ve never lasted over a week,” he half joked with a laugh.

“Should I be worried?” She half joked in return. 

“Oh, sure you should,” he shrugged with a toothy grin before continuing in the most nonchalant fashion. “Anyways, I’m headed to Texas after school.”

“What? Why?” She asked, caught off guard this time. 

“I read in the paper that they’re headed for Texas. I can’t stand seeing Soda so sad, so I’m gonna go look for ‘em.”

“Did the paper say who said it? Because I heard they took Dally in last night for questioning and if he’s the one that said it I wouldn’t be too quick to trust it,” she pointed out. 

“I don’t know, I’m not that smart Willow, you’re quite the detective. They should have you on the case.” 

“Nah, I’m too squeamish to look at crime scenes,” she giggled. 

“Well that’s why I could look at them and just tell you what’s goin’ on,” he retorted as if it were obvious. 

“So we’d be partners,” Willow concluded amusedly. 

“Partners in crime,” he corrected with a wide smile he just couldn’t hide. “Unless you wanna be partners in something else…” 

“Depends on if you ask the question,” the girl shot back easily as they reached her first classroom. Two blushed at that, which was not something you’d see every day, and bit his lip somewhat excitedly before speaking. 

“Well, how about we hang out first- lunch- erm… sorry- after school? I’ll take you out, treat you real nice.”

“I would love to,” she answered without hesitation, also sporting a blush. Elation didn’t even begin to describe what Two felt at that moment. He kept it under wraps, however, and instead shot her a charming smile. 

“Cool, cool… five?” 

“Five,” she confirmed with a nod as the warning bell rang. “Alright, go to class.” 

“Yeah, I’m goin’. I’ll pick you up- see you soon!” And with that he was off down the hall while Willow watched amusedly.

The end of the day couldn’t come fast enough. With every class Willow just continued to grow impatient until the final bell finally rang. She was out of her seat within seconds and was heading to the front of the school, where Two-Bit was once again waiting for her. They noticed each other at the same time, and the girl found immense joy in watching his eyes light up. 

“Hey Willow!” He greeted with the same enthusiasm as that morning, which made her laugh. 

“Hi Two. How was school for you?” 

“It was good,” he shrugged, shoving his hands into his pocket. “How about you?”

“It was fine. Miss Taylor is gonna kill me with these essays though,” she sighed out, adjusting her bag on her shoulder. 

“Miss Taylor loves me,” he drawled out jokingly. 

“Oh totally,” she joked back with a giggle. 

“I have that effect,” he said, starting to lead her to his car. 

“You’re something else,” Willow muttered amusedly. “What do you have planned for us this fine evening?”

“Well, I thought we could go get food and then take a drive?” He asked, internally hoping that she liked his idea. He didn’t have a lot of those. 

“I would like that a lot,” she answered happily. “I usually don’t eat lunch so I’m always starving after school.”

“Well then, your chariot awaits,” he announced, opening up the passenger door for her. 

“Thank you good sir,” she giggled, not missing just how much the boy had made her laugh in the admittedly short time they’d known each other, as she climbed in. While Two rounded the car and hopped in she buckled. 

“You ready for the ride of your life?” He asked with a wild grin as he started the car.

“Always,” she answered with determination. “Hit me with your best shot!” Two wasted no time in doing as she said. He slammed his foot on the gas and they peeled out of the parking lot, the boy laughing like a maniac. The instant adrenaline made Willow scream in delight before laughter overtook her. 

Two laughed as he swerved through the road, tires screeching. He was just living in the moment, then he caught her gaze for a moment, his eyes sparkling. The girls he usually picked up were never into this behavior. Usually they’d tell him to stop and/or try to get out. But Willow was actually encouraging it. He couldn’t tell if that was a good or bad thing, but he knew that he was enjoying it at that moment. Eventually though, he slowed down to an acceptable speed as they grew closer to the restaurant he had planned. 

“You’re one tuff cookie, I must say,” he said, catching his breath. 

“I like to live in the fast lane sometimes,” she answered with a shrug.

“I’ve never met a girl like you, you’re exciting,” he muttered with awed wild eyes. Willow giggled, still full of adrenaline. 

“Well thank you,” she said as he pulled up to a nicer restaurant, one that he had probably never been to. But this was sort of a special occasion because he’d found a girl he could potentially see a future with.

“Wow, fancy,” she muttered somewhat unsurely, looking at the building. 

“Yeah, I’ve never been here… I have no clue what it’s like,” he admitted through laughter. 

“You sure you wanna eat here then?” She asks amusedly, which caught his attention. 

“Where else were you thinking?” Willow shrugged. 

“Dingo maybe? Nice restaurants aren’t really my style…” she trailed off slowly, desperately hoping he doesn’t dislike her for sounding so picky. A gasp left the boy’s lips as he stared at her with a look of delight. 

“What- were you sent from heaven? Gee,” he said, starting the car again. “You just keep getting better and better.” She blushed deeply, then laughed softly.

“Aw shucks, you really know how to make a girl feel special.”

“Just part of being me,” he joked.

“Apparently,” she played along with a toothy grin. “Now, let’s go get some food, I’m starving!” 

“You read my mind,” the boy exclaimed before peeling out of the parking lot, both of them laughing on the way to a much more comfortable date.

[adelheidvonschicksal]

I would love a gojo x reader where she is a teacher & has Yuuji & Megumi catch Rhino Beetles as training. Really she's going to put them in Gojo's office bc she had gotten jealous and can't admit her feelings. Thank you !! 🐸

“Uhm, sensei, why exactly do you want us to collect bugs? Shouldn’t we be doing something like battle training?”

You laugh loudly at the question. “Think of it as training for your tracking skills, Itadori-kun,” you tell the pink-haired boy, pausing when you hear a grunt from Megumi beside him. “What?” you ask him with a scowl.

“Nothing,” Megumi answers.

“Get to it, boys! I’m counting on you.”

Upon your dismissal, the two begin to search the school grounds for your precious rhino beetles. Your request for them was to find ten of the crawlies and bring them to you for their classwork. Megumi quickly summons his divine dog to make this ridiculous request end faster. Megumi couldn’t stand when he got dragged into a feud between two children in the body of adults.

“Stupid Gojo,” he says under his breath, and Yuji stands from his spot on the ground, hands gently clutched around a beetle, their seventh one, and he places it in the small container on his waist.

“Huh? You okay, Fushiguro—you have a scary look on your face.”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just thinking,” he answers, straightening out his scowl as his dog continues on to find the next bug.

It takes about half an hour for them to finally track ten beetles per your orders and as they head back to deliver the bugs to you, they’re stopped by the very reason for this pointless assignment in the first place.

“There you two are. I’ve been looking for you everywhere,” Satoru says, eyes scanning to find the small creatures huddled together in the carrier attached to Itadori’s waist. “Wow, I’m not surprised about Yuji, but I never expected to see you playing with bugs, Megumi. Actually, I’m a little hurt the two of you didn’t think to invite me. We could’ve made a race out of it.”

“We’re not playing,” Megumi grumbles.

Yuji explains, “(Name)-sensei told us to collect them to train our tracking skills.”

Resting his hand on his hip, Gojo scowls as he tries to contemplate what reason there was for that. There are much more practical ways to train for that than bug collecting especially for two students as advanced as the ones in front of him. “Why would she say that?”

Megumi sarcastically rolls his eyes and huffs at the older man, “Gee, I wonder why.”

“That look says you think it’s my fault.”

“It is your fault,” Megumi says. “If you weren’t such a flirt, she wouldn’t make us help with these dumb revenge schemes.”

“Oh, does (Name)-sensei like Gojo?” Yuji asks. Megumi and Gojo both answer him in unison.

“Of course, she does. I’m irresistible.”

“For some reason.”

“How about you hand those over to me, Yuji, and the two of you go on. I’ll handle this,” Satoru instructs, and Yuji willingly hands over the beetles. Satoru goes on the search for you, sensing your cursed energy on the other side of campus, near his office in fact.

Satoru swiftly warps over to the area, scaring you into jumping on your feet and hiding the pin you were using to try to pick his office lock behind your back, and he stores the information to bully you about later.

Holding up the container of insects, he coos at you, “(Name)-chan~ Do you mind telling me why you had my students collecting all these precious little guys for you?”

You quickly lie, “I-I bought a new tank recently and wanted to stock it.”

“With beetles?”

You nod flippantly. “I happen to think they’re neat.”

“Ah, so it wouldn’t have anything to do with you trying to break into my office?”

“Nope,” you persist with a serious, straight face.

“Alright,” he says, but your heart can’t stop racing as you watch him pick a particularly giant one out and hold it towards your head, “So, you wouldn’t mind if I put one in your hair then, huh?”

“N-Not at all,” you stammer, your lips quivering as he slowly threatens to drop the bug on top of your face. As the sprawling legs click closer, you finally break with a small squeak. “I was going to put them in your office. Okay, there happy?”

Gojo smirks and places it back with its kinsmen. “Thought so. Now, why would a smart, collected woman such as yourself want to do something like that?” he contemplates out loud, making you pout angrily at him. “Maybe because I took the nice lady at the store to get dinner with me at that new place downtown and not you?”

Crossing your arms, you aggressively sneer at him, “You said you wanted to try it out with me, so why wouldn’t I be mad?”

Gojo shrugs. “You canceled, and I still had a reservation for two, so I figured why not.”

“We could’ve rescheduled!” you reply, hoping that you could hide your hurt emotions with a glare that could send one of the higher-ups running for cover.

“Aw, don’t be like that, you know that face is only cute when I’m not the one you’re mad at, sweetheart.”

“Shut up. I’m not your sweetheart.”

“You certainly act jealous like one. And I can tell you now that men don’t like jealous women, (Name),” he tries to joke, arrogantly, and you’re not having none of it as you curse out at him.

“I’m not—why do you have to be such an ass!”

You let your charade slip slightly as you sigh softly. You were making such a fool of yourself like he’d care like he was anything but a womanizer, a man child. And to add insult to injury, you hear Gojo say, “She kissed me when we left.”

You clench your fist, imagining how he probably let her, too. Hurt, you seethe lowly at him, “Go brag to Nanami. I’m not interested.”

“Let me finish,” he requests, and you barely acknowledge him with a glance, “She tried to kiss me, and I let her, but the truth is all I could think about is you when she did,” he confesses, causing you to stare at him, dumbfounded and a little unsure if the skip in your heart was one born from happiness or disbelief as he unsurely rubs the back of his head. Surely, he had to be picking on you about your feelings but you couldn’t catch the usual playfulness in his demeanor. At least not until he laughs, softer than normal, “But that’s probably the last thing you want to hear considering you hate me so much.”

You drop your arms, and a bit shy in your attempt to deny his claim, a claim you were halfway sure he knew wasn’t true. “Satoru, I don’t, well, I, I don’t dislike you, but…” you can feel the uneasiness coursing through your veins, sticking your words in your throat. “It’s…you know…I…ugh.”

“I get it, stop before you hurt yourself,” he says confidently, and you slant your lips toward one side. He didn’t have to say it like that.

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow night and take you on a real date somewhere nice,” he promises. “To make yesterday up to you.”

And your stomach fills with butterflies. He said a real date.

Before you can even collect your thoughts completely, he chuckles at you softly and gives you a kiss on your forehead that leaves you a fluttery speechless mess.

“In the meantime, I’ll find a safe place for these guys to go,” he says, flashing the container of rhino beetles at you.

It’s only when the object of your affection starts to leave your immediate sights that you finally leave your fragile cloud and come back to earth, more than embarrassed at the way the situation went down.

“Wait a minute! I didn’t say yes!” you scream at him if only to try to piece together whatever left of your pride is remaining. You see his hand go up in the distance.

“7:00 tomorrow!”

Sighing loudly, you place the pin back in your pocket before heading back to the classroom before it’s time for you to teach the second-years.

Once the day is over, you start the long walk back to your office, the entire time your mind is distracted as you keep thinking back to his confession, to the soft imprint of his lips on your skin that you swear you could still feel.

You turn the handle to your office, thinking maybe tomorrow you should tell him about how much you like him. Today made it clear there was no use hiding it as he had fully known, only waiting for you to admit it. To yourself and to him. And as soon as that thought crossed your mind, you freeze as you feel something crawl across your toes. Looking down, you find two beetles near your foot, clumsily trying to climb over the edge of your sandals.

Sucking in a deep breath, you scream, “Gojo!”

Yes, it was obvious that you loved him even if you didn’t particularly know why.

[lilywily143]

Incorrect quotes but Ninjago!

These specific quotes has been on my mind for a while and I had to do this!

Enjoy!

Kai: Hello, everyone! And welcome to a very special game, of discovering all our friends deepest darkest secrets, like I always say!

Cole: If you, just, wanna know stuff about us, just talk to us. You don't have to like puttin-

Kai: No! I don't want to talk to you like a normal person! I wanna learn through the internet!!

Cole: Fine. Whatever. I don't care.

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Movieverse

Oni Lloyd (CatMode): You guys have anything I can knock over, right now?

*Knocks something*

Trent: I'm gonna get the bottle spray out

O!Lloyd: You wouldn't dare....

*Sprays Lloyd*

O!Lloyd: Thats not herbal tea at all!

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Would you rather Save Kai or Save Nya?

*Jay and Cole choose Kai*

*Kai chooses Nya*

Jay and Cole: EEHHHH!

Kai: WHAT?!

Cole: We would save our friend! That's right!

Kai: But why! Why wouldn't you save, my sis?!

Jay: One, Nya died a lot of times already. They're used to it. You're not as used to it.

Cole: You know, that's true.

Jay: There is one other option, as well. It's not quite as like, uh, good. I think you have the same idea as me.

Cole: Probably.

Jay: Just saying! Just- just It sounds better coming out of your mouth...

Kai: What?

Cole: Ummmm If Nya's gone, you're up for grabs...

Because shes protective

Kai: WHAT?!?! 0////0

Cole: I mean... Zane and I have talked about it. We both dig.

We both dig.

Kai: Ohhh. You know what? Valid reasoning, you know, competition, you know- *laughs* Wow. Uh

Jay: So, uh, screw Nya then. Okay. Okay.

Cole: Let's move onto the next question. Before Nya kills us.

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Lord Garmadon: I'm back from Heck and I brought a gun.

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Make out with Skylor or Vania?

*Everyone chooses Skylor*

Cole, seeing he's not alone: OH THANK FSM!! Oh thank FSM! I mean I'm still in trouble, but oh thank FSM..

Jay: Ok, so, for me-

Kai: We're all in trouble.

Jay: I'm gonna point out- well I'm not.

Screw you. I'm fine.

Kai: What....?!

Jay: I'd like to point out. I need to come closer to you (Kai) for this...Skylor... has a lot to hold onto.

Kai: Oh hohoho yes. Ok! SO! THAT'S SERIOUSLY WHY I PICKED- OK!!!

*Jay laughs*

Cole: ummm

Kai: I-I FEEL!!-

Jay: She's just makeout goals.

Kai: BUT IT'S HARD TO GET WITH SKYLOR I FEEL......!

Cole: It- it's like a goal! When it happens, you're like "Yes!"

Jay: Not that it should be a goal!

Kai: Vania! I'm sorry!!!

Jay: She's her own, independent-

Kai: SHE IS!!! BUT IF WE HAD TO PICK!!!

Cole: She's like, "You call me mommy too" you know what I mean?

Jay: HAHA! No, no. She's like "You call me daddy, whether you like it or not"

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Sleepover in Cole's room or Lloyd's?

Jay to Zane: Oh gee.. I wonder which one your picking....

Zane: Oh gee I wonder too.

Kai: I have to pick between my best dudes, NO!

*Kai chooses Cole*

*Jay and Zane choose Lloyd*

Jay: yeah- wait-wait? Really? Wait. Hold on. What?

Zane: Okay. Okay. Okay. Listen. I have technically- I have a sleepover with Cole every night. I have never had a sleepover with Lloyd. And I wanna. I wanna make cupcakes. I wanna learn Dragon stuff. I wanna watch anime.

Kai: What about you?

Jay: Well, I mean. Pretty much everything he said. Like, Ima fit dude, alright?

Ima good boi.

But I don't wanna do that to relax! I want cake. I want anime. I wanna trash talk the girlz and the guyz.

Zane: The issue is with Cole too, their definition of cake, is really sweet cakes. Those aren't that good.

Kai: But. My counter argument is

Cole gives the best piggy-back rides, okay? And it is the best thing ever.

Jay: Aww, dang it, he does.

Kai: And, also, when you go to his room. When you go to his room, he's like "Hey, Kai. How you doing? I love you!" And he like, super strong. So, he like, swings me around like YEETS ME off, like, to adventure and stuff.

Zane: Very few people can yeet me. I'm good.

Jay: But, to be fair, Zane. I have been yeeted by Cole. It is kinda fun, really.

Kai: Yeah. YEET!

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Look beautiful in every pic, but no likes or the opposite?

Zane: You know what? You know what? You know what? I know my answer.

Kai: Oh No! I can't... I can't... No....

Zane: you gotta choose one.

*Zane and Lloyd choose beauty*

*Kai chooses fame*

Kai: Reasons. Go!

Lloyd: Alright, so-

Zane: SELF-LOVE IS THE BEST LOVE AND I WANNA BE CONFIDENT AND I don't care if no body sees it, cus I'm not doing it for them, I'm doing it for me!

Lloyd: Also, I already look beautiful. Getting no likes, I can work on them. I can work the getting the likes. Going from ugly to beautiful, is a lot more money and a lot harder work.

Kai: For me.... I basically do ugly all day, look basic.. Im all like- hahaha

Lloyd: Dude, you ain't ugly. Shut up.

Zane: Yeah!

Kai: Stop it. Stop it

Zane: Why must you lie?

Lloyd: Girl, if you ugly? Than, I ain't - I ain't abs. And that ain't right.

Zane: If you ugly, Ima train wreck.

Kai: Stop it, guys. Stop it..

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Have great friends or a great lover?

*Kai chooses Lover*

*Cole and Nya choose Friends*

Nya: Okay

Cole: Heres the thing. Zane's not a great lover.

...

He's the perfect lover.

Kai: Awww Awww

Nya: Nice save. Nice safe.

Kai: You - wow - wow - You got me.

Nya: Ohhh. I-I-I felt a dagger go into my stomach for a sec there.

Kai: I was about to say-

Nya: I feared for your safety.

*Cole laughs*

Cole: You guys are great friends, I wouldn't change that for the world!

Nya: Okay. So, for me, alright, having a great- okay, saying lover to me, isn't the same thing as a partner. It all ain't about that. I'd rather have great friends.

Kai: Awww, thats cute.

Cole: Meanwhile, you're over there like, yeah-

Nya: You're over here like, "yeah, I want that butt"

Kai: No! It's not that either! I feel like lover is also like your partner! I'm like the type that's like, "all I need is you~"

Cole: He's all about that big imagination. You know what I'm saying?

Kai: OKAY! ALRIGHT! YEAH!

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Movieverse

Look at Trent's internet history or Nya's?

*Everyone chooses Trent*

Jay: Really? I thought you (Kai) would have looked at Nya's?

Kai: I actually have looked at their internet history. And that's because she shares it with me all the time. She's not afraid to hide it.

Cole: Awwww. They trust you.

Kai: Yeah. We're close like that. I trust her too.

Jay: Their hiding something. No enby is that trust-worthy.

Kai: We questiion- whhhhhAAAT?!?!

Cole: Based on the two friends, my impression is, I was thinking Trent would have the cleaner search history.

Jay: Really?!

Cole: I'm not judging your sis!

Kai: hehe what?

Cole: I'm not judging your- Trent is into a lot of cute shit.

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Nya: Oh pretty, look at the pretty water guys. Go for a swim. Weee.

*Jumps in*

Cole: Ok

Kai: Ahhh!

Cole: Wait, Ima ghost, I don't know how to swim. That's a bad idea. That's a bad idea, oh no..

Nya: It's actually kinda spooky.

Kai: Watch out for the sharks!

Nya: OH NO! AHH!

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Source for these quotes ^

Other Parts: N/A

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An Old Fashioned Meet Cute

A/N: hi! this is my first fic here and i hope you like it. comments and constructive criticism is very much appreciated just please be nice and i tried not to describe nor reader nor the Hilda character too much apart from the fact that they are plus size so it can cater to more people (altough the Hilda character is a white woman originally, I left that out because I wanted everyone to be able to read it) :D. and a huge thank you to @divine-mistake for encouraging me to make this blog and post my fics. ily Tay <3, this one's for you.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!plus size Reader

Word count: 2.1k

Summary: Bucky didn’t remember much of his life before the war. Not as much as he would like, anyway. But he was content to at least have remembered something. The memories of his teenage shenanigans with Steve always made him laugh. But there was a memory that he didn’t even know it was on his mind until that day when he accompanied Steve to the thrift shop. And until an Avengers party, where he met you.

-

“Steve, come on… Shouldn’t you be showing me the wonders of the modern world?”, he mocked. He knew Steve was doing his best, he did. But he knew that this wasn’t just a friends’ afternoon. And Bucky didn’t need a babysitter.

“I will! I just thought it would be nice to see something less overwhelming first and Sam told me a thrift store would be a nice place to start. Most of this stuff is new to us anyway”, Steve said, picking up a CD of a shelf.

“Yeah, ok”, he mumbled. The things he did for Steve. He mindlessly wandered through the little cluttered store, browsing the shelves full of knick knacks. He saw vinyls, old books, a great variety of toys, some paintings and an old fashioned vanity, with an old mirror, a few vintage perfume bottles, and… Oh.

“Steve?”, he said, picking up the old calendar that was propped up against the stained mirror. Carefully, he lifted the calendar up, looking at his friend. He had seen it before, he knew he did. He flipped through it as he waited for Steve to make his way across the store, careful to not bump in any of the tables containing delicate porcelain tea pots. His eyes scanned through the cover, a delicately painted picture of a curvy woman and with the saying “HILDA, 1940’s calendar” in bold red letters above it.

“Oh wow”, Steve let out a belly laugh. “You remember when we stole some of these? Man, we even took these to war”, he said. He started to remember. Him and Steve running, each one with a calendar in hand, flipping through the pages, Steve whining that he would never find a girl like that. He didn’t even think twice before taking it to the counter, with Steve giggling like a school girl behind him.

“For the memories, punk”, he said in a stern voice and a frown, but with pink dusted cheeks.

“Of course”, Steve said in a mocking voice.

-

“So, Tony’s throwing a party next weekend”, Steve said as he entered the training room.

“I prefer the thrift store”, Bucky mumbled, without tearing his eyes from the punching bag.

“Come on, Buck. I think it will be good for you to go”, Steve said. “It will be something small, Tony will introduce the new team assistant, so no eyes will be on you”, that got Bucky’s attention.

“Small?”, he said, pushing his hair from his face.

“Very”, Steve assured, but he had that look that Bucky knew very well from his young years; the look he would get when he was about to pick a fight. He was up to no good. But he didn’t want another trip to a dusty thrift store.

“Yeah, sure”, he mumbled.

-

You were shaking in your boots. Yeah, you knew that you would work for them, which meant that you inevitably would have to attend this kind of things. But this wasn’t like your former office jobs, no. You work for the Avengers now.

“You can do this. You have to. Do it for the paycheck”, you said, trying to reassure yourself as you shakily applied mascara. As you browsed through your wardrobe, you let out a sigh. You remembered shyly asking for advice on what to wear from Natasha, but you took it with a grain of salt. She could wear a potato sack and still look gorgeous, and you were… Well, a potato. You knew this was another test. If you couldn’t handle all eyes on you and the eventual bickering that was about to happen, you were not fit for the job. But damn, you at least expected a few weeks of taking care of documents and serving coffee before a party. In a room. With the, quoting the tabloid you read that very morning “super team that saves the world and looks hot doing it!”. You were a pretty confident person. But this… Anyone would be nervous.

“You can do this”, you told yourself one more time before heading out.

-

When you got to the party, not everyone was there. You politely greeted everyone with a nod, and gave your name to the ones you didn’t have the pleasure to meet yet.

“You, pick your poison”, Tony Stark pointed at you while walking to the bar.

“No, thank you, Mr. Stark, I won’t be drinking tonight”, you managed to say, silently thanking all the gods above (even the one that was sitting not too far from you) that you managed to hold back the quiver in your voice.

“She doesn’t want to be vulnerable around us. Smart, I like her”, said Natasha. Sometimes you wonder if she was a telepath like Wanda.

“Is there anything wrong, Y/N? I sense that you are uneasy”, asked Vision, with those glassy unblinking eyes. You wondered if he was in your mind that very moment.

“Gee, I wonder why”, said Rhodes, before taking a sip of his drink.

“I’m okay, just… A bit nervous, that’s all”, you said.

“Well, then you definitely need a drink”, said Tony, handing you a glass of champagne that no doubt cost the same as your previous paycheck.

Soon enough, the awkwardness made way to pleasant conversation. You laughed as you listened to their banter. It wasn’t like any business party you ever attended. No, it was more like a family gathering than anything.

The sounds of the elevator doors opening caught you attention as three men wide as refrigerators walked in, followed closely by a pretty young woman. Of course you knew them. You read all about them. Especially The Winter Soldier, the little devil on your shoulder taunting you by remembering you of every single time you talked to your friend about your crush on him.

“Sorry we’re late guys, Steve went to pick me up before the party and we had dinner”, said the blonde, linking her arm with Steve Rogers himself.

“Nah, Sharon, don’t cover his ass. We were late because the three of us had to wrestle Barnes into changing out of that old ass Henley”, said Sam.

Instantly, Tony and Natasha cheered and raised their glasses, making you laugh.

“Yeah, yeah, very funny”, said a gruff voice coming from the bar, making you turn your head, seeing Bucky Barnes open a beer bottle with his vibranium hand. 'How did he sneak past everyone?', your thoughts were interrupted as you took him in. You wanted to personally thank Sam, Steve and Sharon for making him wear that tight fitting black shirt.

“Well, Y/N, here’s Capsicle, Mrs. Capsicle, New Captain, and Snowflake. Guys, this is Y/N, the new assistant. Oh, and there’s Spider Boy but he’s on curfew, Strange had to hop out of the dimension and Scott but he’s… He’s somewhere out there being small, I don’t know. Watch were you step, just to be safe”, said Tony

“Hi”, you gave a shy wave, being greeted right back.

-

If it wasn’t for the serum, Bucky is absolutely sure he would have a heart attack on the spot. You were wearing red heels, a form fitting black pencil skirt and a white button up blouse and he could see your curves, your strong arms, your thighs. You looked absolutely amazing. You look like one of the girls that Bucky would’ve rushed to ask for a dance back in the day. But what really made him stare is the fact that your body type looked eerily similar to the character of the calendar he spent an embarrassing amount of time staring.

As your eyes scanned the room as you were bombarded with questions, Bucky made sure to avoid your gaze, looking everywhere but your face: his shoes, the ceiling, the armrest on the couch, Steve’s shit eating grin. Oh. So THAT’S what it was about. Little shit.

Even avoiding your gaze, he made sure to keep his ears open. A man could be interested, right?

.

By the time the party ended, Thor and Bruce were sleeping, Tony was buzzed walking around singing Iron Maiden, Natasha and Sharon were talking, Steve and Sam were giggling like two school girls, Rhodes went home and Vision and Wanda were talking and looking out the window to the New York skyline.

Which left you – and Bucky – alone.

“Uhhh. I guess I’ll start cleaning, then”, you said. Your face was on fire. The only person that you were sure didn’t like you and you were awkwardly standing, not knowing where to look and what to say. It didn’t help that you were attracted to him but damn it, you were not going to lose this opportunity because of a school girl crush. So you decided to keep yourself occupied by taking some empty glasses and bottles from the table and taking them to the kitchen.

“Oh, come on, Y/N! Let the cleaning crew deal with this in the morning!”, said Natasha.

“No, no, I don’t mind. I like to keep myself busy”, you said with a smile. Technically, it wasn’t a lie. You only hoped she couldn’t see how awkward you were.

“I’ll help”, he said, picking up some glasses and following you.

“You can pick up more of these glasses and I can start washing them”, he said. “I- I noticed you got your nails done, so…”, he said, and you shyly looked away while thanking him and making your way out of the kitchen.

.

In no time, the room was getting emptier. Vision and Wanda went home and Thor took Banner back to New Asgard. And you were almost done with the dishes, having also gotten rid of most of the empty food containers. As you both cleaned, you and Bucky got a bit more comfortable with each other.

“I’m sorry for seeming a bit standoffish earlier”, he said suddenly. “I’m not used to parties and I don’t know how new people will react to me. Especially pretty women”, you smiled at the compliment, but felt your heart ache. You were so caught up in your insecurities that you didn’t even consider his side of things.

“You don’t have to be sorry. I don’t know how you feel but by what I’ve seen and heard, you have a family here. You’re out there fighting to save the world. Trying your best. This is redemption enough, don’t you think?”, you said as you put the glasses to dry, missing the awestruck look that Bucky sent you, a goofy smile making its way into his features. “Okay, you wait here and I’ll get what’s left”.

You were back in no time. “Okay, so just more two champagne flutes and one plate left”, you said but before you could give the dishes to Bucky, you slipped, and if it wasn’t for Bucky’s reflexes, you would’ve fallen hard. You yelped as the sound of breaking glass hit your ears and for a second you two just stared at each other, before Bucky pulled you closer and back to a standing position.

“Thanks”, you said as he helped you straighten up.

“Your ankle, does it hurt?”, he said.

“Uh, no, I don’t think so”, you said.

“Ah, I think it does. And I can’t let a dame go home alone on a hurt ankle”, he said, giving you a dashing smile.

“You know what, now that you’ve said it, it hurts really bad”, you said, catching on. “You know what’s amazing for a bad ankle?”, you asked, and the gentle smile in your lips and the mischievous glint in your eyes made his heart piston inside of his chest.

"What?", he said softly, stepping closer, like you were sharing secrets.

“Ice cream and a walk on the park. Very therapeutical”, you said, making Bucky laugh.

.

Before you knew it, Bucky had already scooped you up into his arms and rushedly announced that you had slipped and fell, whisking you away into the elevator.

“Dude, that took all night”, said Sam. “This is the smooth guy you told me about?”, he said, while Steve and Sharon laughed.

While everyone got ready to go home, Scott came out of the kitchen in his Ant-Man suit eating some leftovers.

“Someone owes me 20 bucks for making her trip”.

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S3 ep5

Current emotional status: FEAR

Cthulu Max has been on the rampage for a whole week!?

Ew, the narrator

Oh man, are they sending the airforce after him?

I really like Cthulu Max's design

Momma Bosco 💗

Oh hey, Norrington and Papierwaite are alive.

Superball are you saying you tried to send the Maimtrons up Max's--

Also he's acting president while Max is... deposed of.

Superball is only giving Sam until 6am :(

Featherly!

"Wandering around the moleman tunnels is no fun without Max."

"You got it all wrong, we're trying to help Max." "We will help him... to a generous serving of ass whooping."

"That is one rabbit who will be multiplied... into 2,000 smoldering pieces."

Carol ran off with Blustet

"I only want her to be happy, is all." Aw, Curt

Superball just admitted to having separation anxiety from Max

Ok Momma can't come but Papierwaite and Norringron can.

I like Norrington :)

GASP

Is it?

It is!

SYBIL!!!!

RETURN OF THE QUEEN

Oh, she is very pregnant

She was a wizard at one point?

She's gonna help!

Superball there's no such thing as acceptable losses

Abe has his body back

"Four score and seven tons of raw power"

HE CAN FLY NOW!?

Sybil, I love you, but why did you mod someone else's car???

Grandpa Stinky I love you

Oh, he just handed us the recipe for once.

Asdfff the spore maxes swarming Grandpa

They stole Grandpa's hotdogs

"We must feed the host! Piglets and sphinkters make us stronger!" "We regret nothing!"

Grandpa hasn't slept in three years

Sam just casually taking the last of Grandpa's corndogs

The spores are trying to get it

Lol Sam slapped them

Sal's alive!

He's hiding from Sam :(

Lol we can control Cthulu Max with Corndogs

Ew, the cornstarch got mixed in with the giant puddle 🤢 Looks gross

Love how Sybil completely ignores the Flaming Max head

Also the look of disappointment on the spore's face made me laugh

Fifth trimester???

The way the one Max spore by Grandpa's truck is bobbing in circles with his mouth open is making me laugh.

Sam showing concern for Sybil because she’s preggers 🥺

Her being pregnant with Abe's child implies that statues have working genital in this universe

She put a weiner scented airfreshener in the desoto

At least Sam and a Max spore seem to like that (of course they do)

"Sybil you're the best!" Hell yeah she is!

Sam's mind went to the color bar codes to prevent being traumatized by Sybil's oversharing

We drowned the desoto

Asdfgh Sam just botched slapped one of the spores for trying to say "that's none of your damn buisness."

Ew, Max's spine is pointing out

Oh hey, Satan and Jurgen

Why is Jurgen wearing his old fashioned clothes instead of his emo clothes?

Lol Sam snuck into frame to shout "Go Mets! New York rules!"

"--besides it's just a good and noble thing to do." "You're not familiar with my previous work, are you?"

"Sam, what happened to you to make you so cynical?" Gee, Jurgen, I wonder what could have possibly happened.

Oh so the water tower counts as vegetable oil because Momma did something to it

Pfft we can replace Satan's microphone with a corndog

Omg they jumped off the building to avoid Max

Oh, they're fine, and the oil is in the giant puddle.

I'm thankful to Featherly for giving us an egg but I'd have preferred not to watch him lay it. Granted it was just in a cartoon way but he still made weird noises

Also TRANS FEATHERLY 2021

"I desperately wanted to see that, sir. Ask him if he'll lay another one."

Oh hey, the Flaming Max heads helped heat up the giant desoto corndog

Since I'm playing this in 2021 the Maimtron's song references are super dated, which defeats Superball's efforts

Oooh! A unique opening sequence???

Oh this music is jazzy af

Sam really doesn't like the Max spores

Sam how do you already know what Max's insides look like???

"Even when he's not a collasal monster Max's food comas can last for weeks."

Ok we wake Max up with the coffee beans, right?

Yup!

The gi Max spore is so sad he doesn't get to come 😢

"But I'm a horrible monster!"

"I suppose Max's brain always looks like a living room?" "Well, Max is host to all kinds of weird parasites, and he likes to he a good host!" WHAT

No really, this brings up so many questions about lagomorphs. Are they some kind of Symbiote or something?

And a previous episode confirmed Max is amphibious

Max has tumors!!!

It shocked Sam!

"Eugh! Get away fake Max!" "Do you find my warmth... alarming, Sam?"

"What do nightmares taste like, anyway?" "Pepsi"

Max wants to be author 💗

He also writes fanfiction about Flint 🤣

I'd unironically read his books.

Tina Belcher voice: Friend fiction

Max has an experimental fusion jazz band???

"He just killed a great white shark--"

Max being completely unable to describe a woman is very gay of him. Good for him.

Max's brain teleported everyone to different parts of the body.

Found Sybil in the gym/legs

The brain is broadcasting Sam's thoughts???

Sam couldn't think of a joke for the medicine balls :(

"Wow Max is looking pretty buff. Would it be too weird if I asked him to turn around?"

Sam! Stop thinking bad things about Sybil's pregnancy she can hear you you putz!

She's upset with him now

"Can you believe this guy?" "I find the entire situation to be very contrived and misogynistic." Same spore Max, same.

Sam stop being so mean omg!

"I changed Sybil, I totally get the whole parenthood thing now." "Really now?" "Tax deductions."

In Max's inventory now

Y'know, I never really thought about it as a storage house

Hit The Road reference :3

Baby roach hatched in

"Pa..papa?" "Now I am little champion, now I am!"

Max has a Maximus shrine

Sam turned into a roomba!

Aw, he named it Sam Jr 🥺

We won Sybil back through his love of Sam Jr

Found the conjoined twins

Huh, Max lost as eye. Does that mean he has a glass one, or do lagomorphs have regenerative abilities?

Pfft we have to play twister to control his arma

The brain is messing with things again

Oh, we need a roach to operate the game because of radiation

Well, let's kidnap Sal

Oh, poor Girl Stinky. She's really going through it

Aw, Sal feels bad

Sal?

Honey, are alright?

He's dying???

He's not immune to irradiation!?

Oh no, he's gone

I'm so sad 😞

Gotta pick up Sam Jr. Before I control Max

They mad Max do a magical girl pose

Ugh the narrator is back

Wait, what?

He's Max's brain??? SUPEREGO???

WHAT

"I was always ignored" Yo if my super ego was as pretentious as you I 'd ignore it too 😤

He wants to kill himself and Max???

I know Max had a self loathing complex but holy shit

The super ego is perfectly fine with destroying half the east coast what a jerk

Just noticed Sam's tie is red. Had no idea about this while drawing PI!Sam lol

We have to help Max get his memories back to use the ASTRO projector

Skunkapes has three Sam clones imprisoned

Sam had canon ocd?

Gasp Gordon???

No, it's Sammun Mak

I love him, little child tyrant

Just make him a mobile brain in a jar and let Sam and Max adopt him

Why is Grandpa here?

He isn't talking like Stinky

Too polite

Sam sees it too

He's a space gorilla

They switched brains?

Found the cloning g chamber

Let's go to Momma's first

CONE OF SHAME CONE OF SHAME CONE OF SHAME

Superball is "wracked with guilt"

"Keep it together Superball. Sam will be able to save the day. He always does."

Ok, let's go to the cloning facility

I'm still thinking about poor Sal yo

FLIIIIIINT!

He's punching space apes!

Girl Stinky really playing up the evil Mistress role

The doggleganger has a bomb on him!!!

Wait so Girl really is a mermaid??? I thought that was just her aestetic

God I love Flint

Haha we tricked Skunkape with scooby doo villain tactics

Got the robot

Her water broke... and it was pennies

Max wants to save Sybil! 😭🥺💕

Super Ego is here

Oh now he wants to save Max

The only thing here are those records

Super Ego waved goodbye

Cthulu Max is cute when he cries

Wait What?

His head is on fire!

The maimtron hit him!

He waved goodbye... and teleported away.

He exploaded!!!!

He promised he'd take Sam with him and he didn't!!!!

AAAAAAH

I thought the dead Max thing was popular angst fanon fic thingy!

We're cloning Max?

It didn't work 😭😭😭😭😭

Superball ran off crying

Oh God the credits are just Sam walking sadly what the hell

He's not even stopping to fight any crime 😢

💔💔💔

God the way he's clinging to himself

What?

The elevator???

MAAAAX

he's back???

Past Max???

He blew his Sam up???

Wait hold on I'm glad they're together again but this doesn't fix anything

There's so much trauma from this season

All the horrible things that happened during 301-304 happened in like 3 days tops, then Sam had to deal with Max being a monster for a week before watching him die!

And the new (?) Max had BLOW HIS SAM UP!!!

And they left the franchise like that for a decade????

What the hell?

I want to be happy but this shit is going to consume my brain for the next week at least what the hell

Aaaaaaah!

Like maybe they really do just brush it off but it feels unlikely

I know Max has a connection with his other selves so it'll be easier for him to adjust but certainly Sam is going to notice the discrepancies since he doesn't get the same deal

Someone told me there were multiple endings hold on

Aw, they walked off into the sunrise together

But still

AAAAAAAAH

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“Are you sure you don’t want anything?” You call out as you gather your things in the kitchen, your back turned to the guys as David sighs quietly to himself.

Ilya can’t help but roll his eyes at David’s lovesick expression that remains plastered across his face whenever you’re around. “Dave,” Ilya slaps his chest, causing David to snap out of his trance.

“No!” David blurts out, and you turn around quickly.

“Okay,” You nervously chuckle, thinking nothing of it as you head towards the front door. “I’ll see you later.”

With that, you close the door behind you, and David groans loudly as he buries his face into his hands whilst Ilya and Zane share a knowing look.

“Dude, you gotta get it together.” Ilya states as David shakes his head in his hands. “It’s only Y/n, we’ve known her since High School.”

“That’s the problem,” David mumbles. “it’s Y/n.”

It was true, David had known you for many years but for at least half of them he was sort of (most definitely) in love with you whilst you remained oblivious to it. He grew up alongside you as you had boyfriends, was the shoulder for you to cry on after a breakup and one of your best friends. Yet, David always wished he could’ve been something more.

There had been moments between you both, flickers of something more than just friendship, but nothing came of them.

Yet, David had moved on and was happy. At least, he thinks he’s happy until you walk into any room he’s in with your bright smile and joyful laughter; before he realises David’s back in High school, pining after his best friend.

“Look, David, you have a girlfriend.” Zane states, knowing Taylor is out of town currently. “You can’t be drooling over Y/n like this.”

“I know, I just,” David sighs as he thinks of you, knowing he should think of Taylor in that way. “whenever she’s around I just forget any other girl exists, and I just want to be with her.”

Ilya rolls his eyes once more. “God you need help.” He mutters as he rises to his feet, clapping his hands together as both David and Zane look up.

“What are you talking about?” Natalie speaks up as she walks through into the open space with Todd by her side.

“About David and Y/n.” Zane motions to David who simply shrugs his shoulders meekly at Natalie’s raised brow.

“She finally tell you then?” Todd smiles brightly, unaware of Natalie’s eyes widening. “Why’re you all looking at me like that?” Todd asks as wide eyes stare at him from across the room. “Oh no.” He mutters.

“Oh no is right.” Natalie remarks.

“Y/n likes David?” Ilya asks, sounding astounded by the idea as he looks over at David and back to Natalie. “You sure?”

Natalie sighs before nodding. “She has for a while now,” Natalie starts, and David falls back down into the sofa, his mind dazing over in shock as Natalie continues. “but then David started dating Taylor, so she felt like her chance was gone.”

“Okay,” Ilya begins pacing around the room. “so, Y/n likes David, David likes Y/n, but David also likes Taylor.”

“Thank you Captain Obvious.” Natalie mutters. “Look, David, you gotta sort this.”

“But how?” David asks weakly as he looks around at his friends before Ilya’s face lights up.

“I’ve got an idea.” Ilya smirks as he rushes out of the room, returning with the portable whiteboard. “We make a pros and cons list.” He suggests, ignoring Natalie shaking her head.

“Ilya, that is a terrible idea.” She tells him, but Ilya chalks it up on the board instead.

“Actually, it might not be that bad.” David comments, now standing up as he approaches the whiteboard and twiddles the pen in his fingertips as he eyes the pros and cons list. “If I can think of more cons, then I’ll know she isn’t right for me and Taylor is.”

“Your logic is so fucked.” Todd looks down to Natalie who remains silent, hoping that something will come of this for everyone’s sake.

*

Exhaling deeply, David stands back as he admires the board completely covered in the pros and cons of possibly dating you. “I never realised there could be so many.” David half laughs, now feeling more conflicted than ever before.

“Yeah, this is way harder than I anticipated.” Ilya comments, resting his hands on his hips. “Anyway, wanna order food?”

David nods as he walks out from the room, going to grab his phone whilst Ilya heads into the bathroom.

Both remain unaware as the front door opens, and you walk in with bags in hand. “God, it was crazy out there.” You huff, placing the bags on the kitchen counter. “Even though you said you didn’t want anything, I got you guys Starbucks!” You call out, picking up your drink as you notice the whiteboard out and covered in writing.

You can’t help but be intrigued by the board, and as you read over it, your heart drops. The board is about you, your pros and cons in David’s eyes.

“Y/n,” Ilya speaks up softly, emerging from the bathroom as he sees you standing there, trying to force back tears in your eyes as you remain still, gaze fixated on the board. “I can explain, we can explain.” Ilya starts, but you hold your hand up, silencing him.

“Ilya, I ordered pizza from-” David’s voice becomes closer until he’s stood metres from you and his smile drops instantly. “Shit.” He mutters. “Y/n, I, you weren’t supposed to see this.”

A light scoff leaves your lips as you step backwards, glaring to David. “Gee, I wonder why.” You retort. “You’re unbelievable David.” Your voice softens as you turn around, grabbing your bags from the counter and leave without saying another word, too afraid of your own voice and what will be said.

“Fuck!” David yells, gripping his hair in his fists as he groans loudly. “How could you do this to me, Ilya?!” David shifts the blame to Ilya who stares, utterly dumbfounded.

“I wasn’t the one who wrote the fucking list, David.” Ilya reminds David. “You gotta talk to her, man.”

“I,” David starts, but Ilya stops him.

“No, I mean right now.” Ilya states firmly, pointing to the front door. “Go, you idiot!”

Without needing to be told a third time, David jogs over to his front door, opening it and thankfully, you’re still loading your shopping back into the car as you wipe your eyes repeatedly.

“What, David? You wanna tell me about my pros and cons?” You speak up, slamming your boot shut as you near your car door.

“No, I, I wanna explain, as it wasn’t fair you saw that. It wasn’t something you should ever have seen really.” David begins to try and explain, but seeing you so upset, it causes his mind to fall apart. “Y/n, I, I know we’ve always been friends, and I’ve always cared about you- which you knew already.”

“Thought I did.” You mumble to yourself, causing your heart to ache even more.

“But I gave up the possibility of us ever being together a while ago, and then I met Taylor.” David tries to sound happy about his relationship, that it’s a good thing that he moved on. “Before I knew it I was swept up in this new relationship, and then you came back from your trip, and my feelings kinda dug themselves back up and you’re all I can think about.” He half laughs, realising how ridiculous it all sounds.

“David, don’t, please.” You tell him, now opening your car door as you lean against it, but David simply steps closer.

“Y/n, I can’t help how I feel about you, and I know you feel the same.” A nervous smile crosses his lips as you stare blankly at him. “Todd told us, and that’s kinda what caused all this. We were trying to figure a way of trying to decide if we should date, and it was so fucking dumb as I already know you, and I know you’re close enough to perfect.” David laughs light-heartedly. “And I’m so sorry I hurt you Y/n, just please, give me a chance?”

Silence falls between you both as you remain lost in thought. And then, you break it as you exhale quietly. “You’ve got Taylor, David. I can’t do that to her.” You force a small smile, ignoring the tears that fall down your cheeks. “Maybe we just weren’t to ever be.” You chuckle, forcing back pain in your voice as you climb into your car.

“Taylor broke up with me.” David blurts out, just as you’re about to close your car door.

“What?” You ask, staring up at him as he stands in front of your door.

Lowering his gaze, David tries to keep himself composed. “She broke up with me before she left. She knew something wasn’t right  between us and didn’t want it to carry on and get messy.”

“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” You can’t help but ponder over why he never spoke up, listening along with stories as you all sat together in his house and would leave to speak with her. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because all I want to do is kiss you, Y/n.” David admits. “I want to be there with you in the mornings, make breakfast or try to at least. Sing shitty songs in the car and film dumb TikTok's together. I just wanna be beside you, and finally, let myself love you after all these years.” David confesses, feeling a weight lifting off his heart as he finally looks at you, seeing you focusing back at him.

“Wow.” You breathe out, now rising to your feet as you move past your car door, closing it as you stand in front of David. “You actually love me?”

David laughs quietly. “I think I always have, weird right?”

“Super weird.” You chuckle. “But kinda cool, cause I think I’ve always loved you too.”

“Oh,” David stumbles over his thoughts, as you lift your hand up, resting it on his shoulder. “that’s pretty cool. So er, what now?” He asks.

Running your hand along his shoulder, you move your fingers across to the back of his neck. “This is usually the part where you kiss me.” You mutter, smiling shyly to him as he nods.

“I think I can do that.” He whispers before resting his arm around your waist, tugging you closer into his embrace as his lips ghost yours. “I love you.” He breathes out as his lips part.

“I love you too.” You mumble back, finally allowing yourself to open up after all these years, never thinking dreams could come true.

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More thoughts on Sammy being involved in Alice’s creation

THIS PAST WEEKEND I FINISHED TIOL..... I UH, LOVED IT...... anyway I’ve talked about this before but now that I’ve read the book here’s all the pieces i could find supporting that conspiracy theory that Sammy had some role in Henry creating Alice Angel

games/audiologs: Sammy does not seem like the type to tell Susie that Alice would be “as popular as Bendy” just to flatter her, so he must’ve really believed it. He prefers Alice. (gee wow i wonder why Sammy might relate more to the clever and musically gifted character with a temper than the imp who takes nothing seriously...)

Sammy immediately insists the show needs a female character.

Joey is lying about when he hired Sammy. He claims it was 1931, he fixes his birthday to say he’s turning 30 instead of 29, and he keeps saying it was two years in, but he slips when he talks about the Stock Market crash “one year before,” -- and the party where they met happened in 1930 in real life. He hired Sammy in 1930, and he must have SOME reason for hiding that fact with such a blatant lie... the most obvious guess is that he wanted to erase the possibility of Sammy and Henry having met and worked together.

Early on, Joey rants briefly about some people mistakenly thinking that Bendy/Boris/Alice are Henry’s creation because Henry talked about the “creation process” with them; which means Henry was there for the creation of all three, even if Joey asserts the ideas originally came from him.

But in the Sammy chapters, when Sammy says they “need a girl” in their cast, Joey tells us he was sort of fudging when he told Sammy they had plans, because they didn’t know “what she would look like” -- which implies Henry hasn’t designed/helped design her yet.

“Seeing Bendy for the first time was a sort of magic I have never fully felt again. Boris was special, Alice was complicated, the Butcher Gang was a necessary foil.”

It’s possible that Henry and Sammy never met (iirc we don’t know WHEN in 1930 Henry left), that Henry designed Alice Angel before he left and Joey is lying when he said they didn’t know what she would look like just to distance Henry from the character. But with the way he muddles this and contradicts himself, and the implication that Henry might’ve had opportunity to talk about Alice Angel’s creation before leaving, it just seems REALLY possible to me that when Sammy wanted a female character, Henry obliged him or worked with him or included him in the process of concepting Alice Angel, and Joey was so deeply jealous that he rewrote time to change that.

(This makes the casting of Alice Angel’s voice EVEN MORE INTRIGUING, because Sammy’s insistence that he have full control of all the people involved in sound implies that Susie was his pick for Alice Angel -- and he seems to have thought highly of her. Allison, meanwhile, seems like Joey’s pick from the way he talks about her in the Employee’s Handbook, which..... glances at Allison’s weird behaviour in DCTL.... glances at Isabel Newsome.... )

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hiii i am absolutely obsessed with ur drabbles could u please do nalu #4 and #39 pls🥺

“Walk out that door and we’re through” + “Please come home, I miss you”

This was tough cause the questions could trigger a story similar to this one I also did for these prompt asks round. But I think I can make it different enough, albeit angst hell 😅 here we go! It’s a little rushed but longer then I expected for a ficlet lol

“Lucy,” Natsu knocked at the office door, “it’s time to go.”

“Where?” She answered without looking up.

“Levy’s birthday party.”

“Oh!” Lucy sat up in her desk chair and turned her body to face her husband. “Right! I forgot. Um, shucks, but I’m on a writing high right now and I can’t stop— tell her I’ll make it up to her, will ya?”

She always says that… Natsu sighed, “yeah, sure…”

Levy Redfox was Lucy’s childhood best friend and while the woman was also his friend, it just didn’t sit well with Natsu that she’d choose writing over the woman. But this had been an ongoing issue lately... Don’t get him wrong, he fully supported his wife’s career as an author, especially now that it’s really starting to take off. The issue was it had consumed her at the expense of everyone around her.

He knocked on their friends door, answered by Levy herself.

“Natsu!” Levy hugged the man excitedly, but when she noticed he was alone, frowned a tad. “Again, huh?”

“I’m sorry, Levy,” Natsu’s shoulders slumped. “Lucy’s in a,” he made quotation marks in the air, “‘writing high,’ and said she’ll make it up to you.”

“Well, I’m glad you came,” the woman smiled despite the sadness hiding behind her eyes.

All of their closest friends were in attendance and spent the evening talking, eating, and playing a few fun birthday games. It distracted him to some extent, but as the night wore down and the other guests had all left, Natsu, his best friend Gray Fullbuster, Levy, and her husband Gajeel sat around in the living room talking about the elephant in the room. Lucy.

“I’ve tried talking to her,” Levy said quietly, “but, I try not to make it sound too harsh.”

“Maybe that’s exactly what you need to do babe,” Gajeel chimed in. “Be blunt.”

“Yeah, I’m like you,” Natsu agreed with Levy. “It’s not easy to bring it up cause she’s oblivious about it.”

“But it’s hurting your marriage man!” Gray looked at Natsu. “And your friendship,” he switched to Levy. “I’m with Gajeel. If you aren’t honest with her, it’s not gonna get better.”

“Think I don’t know that?!” Natsu spat back. “Think I enjoy being the only one in that house in pain?! I don’t, but—” his voice cracked, “I’m worried I’ll push her away if I say something.”

“She’s already pushing you away dude. Do you still love her?”

“Of course, I do,” Natsu sighed. “I love her more than anything, but apparently it’s not enough… we haven’t even… you know, I can’t remember the last time.”

“Wow… Then you really gotta tell her. All of it,” Gray coaxed.

Levy who’d sat quietly through the back and forth, chimed in quietly. “Gray’s right. You should tell her, when you go home, just tell her how you’re feeling. And whatever happens, happens. We can just hope for the best.”

“You know you’ll be the first to hear from her if I do,” Natsu pointed out.

“I know. But… it’s time I come clean too.”

Natsu slumped back onto the couch and let out a depressed exhale. “And you,” he looked to Gray. “You know if it goes wrong I’ll be showing up at your door.”

“My couch has your name on it.”

“Gee, thanks.”

That had to be the longest drive home Natsu had ever taken, even though it was really just 10 minutes. He was a physical person by nature and never been very good at expressing his feelings in words. Words were his wife’s domain. There were a lot of things he wanted to say, but his biggest fear was saying things wrong. With his hand on the doorknob, Natsu took one last breath and opened the door to her office. He knew before entering, Lucy was still working by the clacks of the keyboard and interrupting would immediately cause friction. But he couldn’t wait anymore.

“I’m home,” Natsu called out… with no response. He sighed and spoke more sternly. “Lucy. I’m home.”

“Oh, welcome home,” she finally responded. “How was the party?”

He knew it was an empty question, because she never even looked up or stopped typing and it meant she wasn’t really listening. “Lucy… we need to talk.”

“I’m kinda busy Natsu.”

“I know, but you’re always busy Lucy. That’s part of the problem.” The moment the last word came out, Natsu knew instantly he’d picked the wrong one. Crap.

Lucy stopped typing, turned off the screen and shut the laptop. “Problem?” She turned the chair around with her eyes narrowed in a focused glare. “What do you mean, problem?”

“Lucy,” he ran a hand down his face, “I don’t want to fight, but we need to talk— there’s a lot we need to talk about.”

“Like what?” She crossed her arms. “What is so important that you need to mess with my job?”

There it was.

“I’m not trying to do that,” he sighed. “You know how proud I am of your career. But, it feels as if you’re choosing your career over everything else in your life. Me, your friends, we’re all just being pushed aside—”

“Are you kidding me?!” Lucy shot out of her chair shaking in anger. “I am not doing any of that! I’m not pushing anyone away! Y-You’re the one who’s acting selfish trying to tell me I’m not giving you enough attention! And don’t you bring Levy into this! If this was bothering her she’d tell me!”

“It does bother her! But she’s afraid of getting,” he gestured with his hands up and down at Lucy, “this reaction! Is it selfish to want to spend some time with my own wife?!” Natsu growled. “We never spend time together anymore! You’re just always hunched over that damn computer!”

“I’m doing my job!” Lucy shrieked. “I have deadlines to meet! This story ain’t gonna write itself! Research ain’t gonna materialize on its own! It’s a lot of work!”

“Lucy,” Natsu pinched his brows together, trying hard to stop from snapping further as well as to control the tears building in his eyes. “I love you, more than anything in this world, but I don’t know what happened to the woman I’d married. The old Lucy wouldn’t abandon her loved ones like this.”

“You’re just mad because I’m successful now.”

“That’s bullshit! And you know it! No job is worth losing the people you care about, and if you can’t understand that, then, I don’t know what else to say!”

“Then I guess there isn’t anything more to say,” she spat back.

“I guess not.” Natsu answered softly, turned and left the room.

He’d already assumed confronting Lucy about her precious career would not end well, and he was right. Staying would only cause more trouble. So, he quietly packed a suitcase to go to Gray’s house, making sure to bring anything he’d need because he had no idea how long he’d stay there. He’d said his peace; it really was all in Lucy’s hands now.

Back in her office, Lucy dropped back down into her chair as the full weight of what just transpired hit her like a ton of bricks. She cradled her face in her hands as the anger that had fueled her response suddenly mixed with sadness. Tears flowed free. Did that really just happen?! She could hear Natsu moving around in the bedroom, the opening of drawers, the closet, the zipping sound of the suitcase, each and every step driving a knife deeper and deeper. How dare he tell her to stop writing! This was her dream! Her livelihood! Why couldn’t he just support her instead of acting like a child who wasn’t getting attention!

When she heard Natsu walking towards the front door area, Lucy raced out of the room to confront him one last time.

“Walk out that door and we’re through!” She screamed. “Do you hear me? We’re through!”

Natsu ignored her words knowing it was the anger talking… hoping it was just the emotions fueling her rage. “I’ll be at Gray’s,” he simply responded with a hint of sadness in his tone. “You should really think long and hard about this Lucy, because if not, you’ll lose a lot more than you realize.” And with that, he closed the front door behind him.

Lucy crumpled to the ground and wailed— raged, banging the floor with her fists as the sobbing overtook her. She truly could not understand what brought this on. Hadn’t she been a good wife?! Faithful! Hard working! What more did he want?! All she was doing was trying to make it in the cut-throat world of publishing. Does he not understand how hard it is to make it in that world?! She pulled her phone from her pocket and started to dial Levy’s phone number. But just as she got to the last two numbers, she stopped. It was already 1 am, and it would be rude to wake her friend up. Lucy sniffled and hung her head in shame before dragging herself back towards the bedroom. She’ll just call in the morning.

When Levy answered the phone, Lucy was slightly taken aback by the response. Not a hello, just a, ‘I wondered when you’d call.’ Evidently the woman was expecting it, but she was too tired to let it add to her problems. She hadn’t slept much after Natsu left— no surprise. She was still angry, but also confused, sad, and just mentally drained of life. Her friend agreed to come over in a bit, so Lucy dragged herself into the shower hoping it would make her feel better.

“Wow, you don’t look good,” Levy remarked at her friend.

“Hi to you too,” Lucy mumbled as she moved to the side to let her friend in. “Who would after a fight?”

Once settled on the couch, Levy went straight to the point before Lucy could even begin. “I already know what this is about. I know Natsu’s side, so start with yours.”

“Wow— okay, well—” Lucy pulled her legs up and tucked them underneath her body in a protective mode. “He tried to tell me to stop writing and I thought that was bullshit,” she said bluntly.

Levy’s brow raised. “Is that exactly what he said? To stop writing?”

“W-Well no, but that what he implied!”

“What did he say exactly?”

Lucy looked away, a scowl growing on her face and to hide the renewed moisture in her eyes. “He said I’m pushing everyone away.”

“And you don’t agree?”

“No! I’m not choosing my career over everyone! It’s ridiculous to even imply that I would!”

“Lu, do you still love your husband?”

“Of course, I love him!”

“Are you sure he knows you still love him?”

“I—” Lucy crossed her arms over her chest and sunk further into the couch mumbling. “I don’t see why he wouldn’t.”

“I can tell you, he doesn’t. Lu, you’ve pushed all of us away.”

“So, you’re taking his side?!”

“No. I’m giving you reality. You’ve been wrapped up in your fictional world so much that you’ve forgotten this one and the real people in it.”

“I—” Lucy turned away to hide the tears slowly starting to trickle down her face. “I never meant to…”

“I know…” Levy placed a hand on her friends leg. “Lu, we all know. He knows, but he’s hurting and it’s in your power to fix this.”

“But how?! I can’t just stop writing. I have deadlines and— you know, its a lot of work to put a story together.”

“You have to find a balance. Right?” Levy coaxed. “You have to take breaks. You have to relax sometimes. Natsu’s not asking you to stop, and he knows there will be times you really can’t stop. But it can’t be all the time, and right now it’s all the time.”

“I know…”

“Girl when was the last time you…” Levy wiggled her brows and grinned. “You know.”

Lucy blushed. “Too long.”

“Well?!” Levy laughed. “Are you finally getting our point?”

“Yeah,” Lucy sighed. “I got tunneled vision.”

Levy leaned in, adding pressured from the hand on Lucy’s leg and a softening in her voice. “And it put your marriage in jeopardy. But it’s not too late to fix it.”

The tears exploded from Lucy. “I told him… when he left, I-I told him don’t come back.” She buried her face in her hands as the sobbing took control. “I-I was screaming at him… so angry, I just lost it and—”

Levy pulled Lucy into a hug. “Shhh,” she held tight. “I’m sure he knew you didn’t mean it. Shh, it’s okay. Sometimes we say things we don’t mean when we’re mad. But you can still get him back, I’m certain of it.”

“H-how?!” Lucy sobbed into Levy’s shoulder. “He’s gotta be so mad at me!”

“Hun, Natsu’s more sad then mad. He needs to feel like you still love him.” Levy pulled away and cupped Lucy’s cheeks, staring, searching the woman’s eyes. “Can you tell him you love him?”

“I can tell him I love him,” Lucy sniffled.

“Then go tell him that!” She hugged her friend. “You’ll be okay Lu, you two are meant to last.”

“Thanks, Levy.”

“He’s at Gray’s right? Want me to drive you?”

“If you don’t mind.”

“Not at all,” Levy smiled. “Now clean up a bit, I’ll wait in the car.”

The whole ride over to Gray’s house was the most nerve wracking experience in Lucy’s life. As she sat there huddled in Levy’s passenger seat, all the ways she could ever apologize tried to funnel through her head. She was a writer, and yet for the first time in a long time, all the words dried up or mashed together like a broken verse. Levy did her best to keep Lucy calm, reminding her that it’s all about being honest— just let your heart do the talking for once and not her head.

“You got this,” Levy patted Lucy’s shoulder before she exited the vehicle.

Lucy sure hoped she did. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Seconds ticked by and with each chime, all the weight and worry crept closer to sending her over. He was mad. Too mad. He probably won’t answer…

Finally someone did. “You came?” Natsu’s voice was soft and low, his eyes still bloodshot and worn.

“I came,” Lucy hung her head in shame. “I’m sorry— F-For everything, Natsu please come home, I miss you. I love you more than my job, and I’m gonna make it up to you.”

“You always say that Lucy…”

Ouch. Straight through her heart. The tears broke free again as her knees weakened, causing her to fall against him. Natsu caught her, and she clung to him, gripped to his shirt. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please come home! I love you! Natsu please come home! I can change! I promise I’ll change!”

That’s when she felt his hold truly tighten around her body and his head come to rest against her own. Lucy sobbed harder from the acceptance, pouring her heart in her words. “I love you… I love you so much, I’m so sorry….”

Natsu cradled her head and closed his eyes, voice soft with an upbeat to its tone. “Now there’s the woman I married.”

He held Lucy tightly until her sobbing slowed, eventually pulling away just enough to wipe the tear trails away. “Shall we go home now?”

Lucy nodded. “Please….”