#you know those magnetic fishing games

[asouwan]

🎣 Day 4 - Fishing

[tinythebunni]

rafe had his eyes on you for a while. you were new to the island and everyone wanted to be by you. you seemed to have this energy that attracted everyone, like a fucking magnet.

rafe couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw you. you were everything he could want in a girl. tall, slim, curvy, shiny skin, beautiful hair, and most of all you were so feminine. he loved a girl he could take care of, provide for even.

he first saw you at the country club. you were clad in skimpy pink bikini with white polka dots, a white bow in the side of your hair, and white flats on. you read some magazine he couldn’t be bothered to even pay attention to. for right now, you were his main object of his attention. you could feel his eyes on you, you usually did.

you’d been here only two weeks and you knew all about the infamous rafe cameron. there were rumors he killed some cop and he had a drug problem.

people said he was one of the most fun people in the world but he would blow up in the quarter of a second. no girl could hold him down and he always got what he wanted. everyone wanted to be him or fuck him.

he’d made slight advances in the short amount of time you’ve been in the outer banks. holding a door open for you, paying for your drink, offering to apply your sunscreen while you tanned at the beach, the whole shabang.

you didn’t give him the slightest ounce of your attention. you wanted him to work for it. obviously you wanted him but you can’t let him know that! if rafe always got what he wanted then he wouldn’t mind a challenge.

you liked this game of cat and mouse you guys played. you didn’t know how much longer you could take it though. your friend daphne had invited you to some kook party at her stupid chad bfs house.

you went of course because rafe would be there. and you wanted him to see you, especially in this outfit. a lacy pink halter neck and pink mini skirt with ties on the sides. it showed just enough of skin to make him crazy. you wanted him to know what he was missing out on.

who knows? maybe tonight you’ll let him have a taste.

after a while of being at the party you started to get a bit bored. there were people making out in the corners, the alcohol tasted shit, and rafe still wasn’t here.

you were slightly buzzed and contemplating walking out when you saw him. he wore only a white wife beater and some denim jeans. what really caught your attention was the way his eyes were immediately on you when he came in.

he looked you over, greeting a few people, but not once did his eyes stray off you.

“top, i gotta go handle something. i’ll catch ya later.” and with that he strides over to you, grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you into a room upstairs.

you had butterflies in your stomach. after a month he couldn’t take it anymore. you were excited to see what he would do now.

he swiftly locked the door and turned towards you with an almost primal look in his eyes. you giggle as he rubs the back of his neck and glares.

“do you think this shit is fuckin funny? been wanting you for months and you think it’s game. do you know how hard you make me? those skimpy fucking skirts and that coy smile.“

you were positive you looked like a fish out of water right now. you could feel a heat rising in your belly and a blush flushing your checks and neck.

“i didn’t know i affected you that much” you whispered.

“bullshit. i see you close your thighs each time i fucking look at you. can barely focus on anything when you’re near by.”

rafe is stalking towards you now, and you back up more and more until your knees finally hit the bed. he pushes you back until your lying on your back, with only your elbows and forearms holding you up.

he pulls your skirt over your tummy, glancing up at you as he places a kiss on your thigh.

“tell me this is okay. i needa know what you taste like. i can’t fucking stand it. so close to your pussy i can practically feel you on my tongue already.”

you give a shaky nod but that’s not enough.

he pinches the inside of your thigh and shakes his head with disapproval.

“no. baby i need words. use your voice, ain’t even touched you yet so i know you’re not fucked out already.”

“yes, yes rafe this is okay! please i need it” you whine while your lips pout slightly.

he was being so mean right now! is this what it felt like for him all this time?

he places a kiss on your clit over your panties and thumbs at your entrance. he smoothes your arousal over your lips and curses under his breath.

rafe takes his time making you whimper and whine. you push your hips up for some kind of friction, something more than he’s giving you. he uses his left hand to hold you down while his right pushes down on your clit, the pressure making your eyes roll back.

“calm down sweet thing. s’okay. m jus getting you ready. been dreaming bout this and i wanna take my time”

the cameron boy takes off your underwear and pauses. you can’t tell if he’s in awe or disgusted.

“so fucking pretty baby. is this all for me?” he questions as if he doesn’t already know the answer.

“rafe of course it is, do you see anybody else in this fucking room?” you’re mad now, you’re so fucking horny and he’s being a tease!

“alright alright” he laughs, placing a kiss to your thigh and looking up at you one last time.

“not letting you go after this is done. you’re mine.”

[ih8simps]

My first post EVER;

The Runaway (Chrollo x reader)

The sound of the deep bass assaulted your ear drums as the lights around you flashed.

The room was filled with the smell of sweat and alcohol as the people around you continued to bump against one another. Your eyes swiveled around the room as you watched the sea of people all dancing to their own rhythms.

The music made you feel the need to continue dancing and the alcohol dancing around your bloodstream made you never want to stop. You continued to dance even when a red haired stranger came into your view. The moment his golden eyes locked onto yours, you knew he was trouble. From the bold red of his hair to the points on the tips of his shoes, you knew this guy was something peculiar. But by all means, you liked peculiar. As if drawn together by magnets you both met in the middle of the dance floor. You didn’t give him a chance to speak as you began to press your body against his. That smirk on his face grew into a Cheshire grin as you both danced to the music.

After a few songs you were still pressed against him and by now you could feel that he was certainly excited for you to be so close.

“Do I get to know your name now?” He spoke with his lips practically against your ear.

“You’re a pretty decent dancer. I’m having fun with you”. You turned away from him and rubbed your ass against his hard length. From what could be felt through your clothes, that would certainly be a sight to see. Your body hummed in delight at the thought. If only time and circumstance had been different.

In the rafters above the dancing bodies, the spiders were spinning a web. Phinks, Feitan, Pakunoda, Shalnark, Machi, Shizuku, Nobunaga, and their leader Chrollo were stationed in the upper level of the club watching those below. The spider was here for a job. There were some big fish that owned some shiny things that Chrollo wanted to steal. The owner of this club was a prolific businessman who was heavily into trade. He had a safe somewhere on this premises full of rare treasures. He used this club as a way to gather fellow traders and rare collectors without raising too much suspicion. To the authorities this just happened to be the place where rich traders and businessmen found themselves on Friday nights.

“Damn it. I wish I was a better dancer” Phinks practically whined.

“You are bad” Feitan spoke in his slow drawl. Phinks opened his mouth to yell out a retort but before he could Machi cut in.

“How you dance doesn’t matter. We aren’t here for dancing. We are scouting this place”

The spiders all had their eyes on a different target. They all knew who exactly they were supposed to be keeping their eyes on at all times but watching old men try to drunkenly dance or slobber on women was such boring work. It seemed that Shalnark had become bored quite a while ago as he was playing a game on his phone. Feitan flanked Phinks against the railing that looked over the crowd. Pakunoda sat on the sofa sipping a glass of vodka. Machi stood close to Chrollo as he stood with his back to the railing. Nobunaga begrudgingly stood close to Shizuku as she leaned over the railing to get a closer look at the crowd.

“I don’t know. Maybe Phinks is right. We should all learn how to dance. I mean look at Hisoka.”

The eyes of the spider searched the crowd for the eccentric red head. When they finally caught a glimpse of him, a hush fell over the group. Shizuku couldn’t understand the sudden silence.

“What’s wrong?”

“Is that-“ Phinks could hardly believe what he was seeing.

“(Y/n)” Machi whispered.

With the music still blaring, the lights still flashing absurdly, and the warm body of the man behind you still rubbing against you, you were in a form of chaotic bliss. For a brief moment you felt truly free. That feeling came to a screeching halt when a heavy coldness swept over you. It felt like a cloak of heavy darkness and filthy disgust. It seemed that the man behind you could feel it too as he suddenly stopped dancing. His eyes immediately swept the room before he looked up and directly at the source of the awful feeling. Your blood ran cold as you realized what you were looking at. The minute your eyes locked with his steel cold gaze, you realized you knew this feeling all too well. This was Chrollo’s bloodlust.

It had been years since you had seen him. Even from this far away you could tell that even in this sea of still dancing people he was looking directly at you. The intensity in his eyes made you believe he could probably see through you.

“No” you choked out.

The man behind you grabbed your arm, seemingly making the room grow even colder.

“How do you know each other?” You shook your head in response. Shock wouldn’t allow words to fall from your lips.

“How-“ the man opened his mouth to speak again but before he could you watched as the spider suddenly began its ascent down to the dance floor. One moment they were 40 feet away, the next moment you could feel them near inches away from you.

“(Y/n)” Feitan was the first to speak from his short distance away. “Why are you here?”

You ignored him as you began to count backwards from 10.

“What is she saying?” Shizuku could not understand what she was hearing.

“Grab her before she gets to-“

“One” you choked out. Just as you were about to disappear from the room you felt a brief pressure on the back of your neck. Before you lost consciousness you peered into a pair of familiar grey eyes.

“Chrollo” you whispered.

[scribble-dribble-writes]

I don't know what this is. Just a bit of a ramble haha

Namor - Midnight tides

Dark skies, you stood by the shore, your feet wet my the waves that wanted to lead you home. But without the moon to carve out his shape and the howling wind drowning out the sound of his wings, you didn't know how to find him. The pain of wanting led you to walk longer, aimlessly like a woman in search of her sanity because you craved his touch. To feel important, to feel needed. His words held calm reassurance and you desired it now.

I will find you when the stars come out to play when the moon has gone home to stay.

So you held on, like an white ghoul that traced the horizon of heaven and earth. And as the tide rose, there he was, emerging out of the sea with a fervent thirst, one that could only be quenched by you. His black marble eyes took you in, while all you could do was stay rooted, feeling like the land beneath you would eat you whole, but his arm wrapped around you, drenching you in salt water too. Making the fine fabric stick to your curves like revealing enough to entice.

He tilted your chin almost as if he wanted to say that you were too brave to walk into this. Too brave to choose him. Your heart beat giving away the truth behind the effect he had on you, as you leaned closer, always wanting more. The edge of his lip tilted up, almost as if he was proud, because he knew he could satisfy you. With gold and treasures, but mostly with his love.

There was no question over how he felt because he showed it. His liquid eyes drooling over the sight of you, his ancient arms pining you to the wall of the cove and his ocean lips kissing you wherever he pleased like the water running over you. The moment he lets you go, you're a magnet to his frame. Clinging onto him, running your fingers into his hair, your chest placed right on his to have his heart beat reverb through you. Your dress now just another skin as it gives way, moving like fish fins in the shallow pool, there was no doubt, you belonged to the sea just as he did.

No hindrances, no passing ships, just his low breathless chuckle as he kisses you again, giving you a reason to wait for midnight tides.

Obi wan - Ragged breaths and twisted limbs

There was always a tell. The way he raised his eyebrow with well trained elegance. The slow grin, there was a way to read his mind and only you knew how. But those moments were many, littered through the day and during missions. He held himself together well and everyone commended him for it. His hair set into place, his shirts ironed to a crisp, his well placed smile and soft hands. It was only you who knew another side of him, a side he displayed when he wanted something. When he wanted you. His selfless shell falls away and his soft blue eyes turn into a sapphire pool.

So how does he do it?

He lies in wait, when the sky turns black and as coruscant comes alive, there's a part of him that revives. He emerges from the shadows with soft moonlight kissing his skin but there's an edge to it. You know his steps when you feel his warmth close to you, as the keys jingle in your hands. This is where it gets fun, to tease him, to slow it down but he takes the keys from your hands, with one hand he opens the door with the other he keeps you in place, giving you no room to escape. Its gentle and wild, sweet and savory, how he turns into this marvelous lover. The metal tip of the keys hit a ceramic bowl like the chime of clock, like when the clock strikes twelve and he's letting this deprived persona out from the restraints of the morning.

You let him be, to come to you as you move away to create a chase to this game. He shrugs away his robes and he catches your hand that you had rested on the countertop as you read the letters you received today. Most about bills and a few other about council projects, none as interesting as his warmth on your fingers. He asks you for your help, when you knew this was his trap to get you close but you walk into it knowingly. To unlatch his belt from his hips, so you do as asked but watch his lips part at the proximity in which you stood, the belt buckle hits the floor like the sound of a lock being set free.

But his hands lay firm on either side of your hips as he holds your gaze. He toys with you, grabbing the edge of your shirt to pull it free from where it had been tucked in. To play with the buttons as he popped them out one by one, his eyes no longer blue but now wide like black moons. You ask him what he wants but he doesn't answer, almost as if the reply was not needed, his eyes did the talking.

So you move away and he grumbles, annoyed of this cat and mouse game. This was the best part, to hold the power to drive him insane, to watch him throw away his robe and pull away his shirt because he knew you too well, that you loved the endless extent of his smooth skin. He turned away from you, his bare back well sculpted as he drank a glass of water, you wondered how long he could keep himself away.

So you walk in front of him with only your loose long shirt on, with your hair set free to their wavy state and your makeup removed. He caught sight of you and that was the last taunt. Because now he threw you over his shoulder and locked the bedroom door. No more running, no more places to hide. Your laughed filled the air as you ruffled his hair, making it mused into a chaotic mess that you admired.

He dropped you onto the mattress as you held your arms out in a mock fight to push him away but he sat on top of your legs, his knees on either side of you, pining your down. He caught your arms and peeled them away so that you weren't hidden anymore.

The shirt was no longer needed because he deemed it so, as he pulled away the buttons and well you weren't sure of what happened next. All you could remember were your lips on his chest, his fingers in your hair, a long night of twisted limbs and ragged breaths. He would go back to being the Jedi tomorrow morning but tonight, he was the boy who deserved love. So you gave it.

[19thperson]

So, every time it comes around, I get a bit obsessive about Steam Next Fest, trying an excessive amount of demos. I normally share my impressions in whatever discord channels I'm in. Decided to copy-paste them here too thIs time. Got a head start since a lot of devs uploaded their demos early for Summer Game Fest. Note that these are notes shooting from the hip, Won't be the most comprehensive or thought out.

June 2024 Steam Fest Impressions Day Zero

Lost and Found Co

Standard hidden object game that caught my interest mainly due to strong character design and good vibes. It delivers on those fronts, and each level has a nice variety of optional stuff to do alongside combing for the main hidden stuff. Also has a nice little home customization feature, but I do not know if it actually does anything.

Feels like it'll be one of the better hidden object style games, but I don't have the strongest affinity for them, so I don't know if I'll get full release.

Technical complaints include a couple signs this was designed for tablet first, such as the start screen saying "tap anywhere," and the game acts finicky if it's in superwide.

Dungeon Clawler

Yet another roguelite deckbuilder, this time gimmick is claw machine. It does do interesting things with it, like enemies whose debuff is making items larger and therefore harder to pick up. Or an effect that causes the board to fill with water, some items sinking some floating.

Was able to get a really good synergy going with the magnet bunny, filling my machine with metal objects and dropping a huge pile earch turn.

That being said, there were times when I felt at the mercy of the physics engine. Crucial items tipping away from the drop slot leading to my loss.

Overall, it is Yet Another One with a fun gimmick. Nothing revolutionary, and you can tell if you'll enjoy it or not at a glance.

The Big Catch

I'm torn on this one.

The presentation is top-notch, and when things are chaining together, it feels wonderful. When things are chaining together.

The problem is the game right now feels slightly too strict. You can grind on rails, but it's easy to not magentize. You can jump on individual pole tips, but you better get your jump centered onto it. You can use swings and springs to fling yourself, but it's easy to under/overshoot.

The thing is, I've seen what the game looks like when everything is going well. So I'm not sure how much of this is the game and how much of this is me.

Other complaint is that there's no map, just a compass. Normally, I'm all for that, but the demo's landscape is a huge desert with ruins in the distance. Crossing those distances isn't a problem with the sand surfing system, but it's easy to get lost.

Building Relationships

Incredibly barebones demo. Some intentionally awkward platforming, a fishing mini-game, and talking to various characters. It lives and dies on its writing and atmosphere.

But so far, it's nailing it.

[richardsphere]

Leverage Log: The Blue Line Job

I read the name of this episode and let me say in advance, the reference to a (thin?) blue line immediately after an episode where the villain referenced 9/11 has me significantly worried about this show's direction. --- Oh its an episode about how one of america's 4 favourite pasttimes (hockey, baseball, Handegg and WWE) is legitimately bad for the participants brains due to the repeated concussions. (note: That description covers 3 of the four. Only baseball is not a contact sport) Im gonna be honest, i don't know how this ties into the Blue Line, but its an important message that US audiences need to be more aware of. --- So we have extreme electromagnets getting seeded, and Parker is starting to get the psychological profiling references (in creepy Cold War ways)

Everyone gets really confused for a sec when Sophie turns out to know a lot about hockey. (turns out she stole the Stanley Cup. Not to be confused with the shitty Stanley Cups that for some reason became FOMO Fashion last year.) --- Ok, if you are ever in the same room as any of these people: Dont eat, Dont drink dont even breathe. --- Cheating the guy with magnets. Anticlimactic use of them tbh. --- Elliot is loving it on the ice. I wonder what its like for an actor being told they have to suddenly learn how to do fightscenes on ice. --- Guys been putting a hit out on his own man to prevent having to pay his bonus. (by which i mean paying people to start fights with him, to avoid paying a bonus which prerequisites him fighting every game of the season. Its a terrible plan for avoiding the payout. Unless he dies but the bribes are not hitmen level of money for murder.) --- Nate is really frustrated that Sophie apparently lost the stanley cup. (not in the "lost the tournament" sense, but in the "lost the trophy".) --- Elliot decides to cut the knot: Just tell the guy his medical paperwork is being rigged and that he's dying of brainbash. Unfortunately it seems he knows and is trying to do it for his kid. --- Ok so it turns out that Sophie's old partner is a Celebrity Cameo. (Im not american and i dont like sports so i dont know shit about this guy) --- Ok so Sophie is pretending to be an eccentric billionaire (with a turtle) --- Oh Clients Dad just attacked Elliot? "you dont know anything about me" *proceeds to diagnose* Elliot keeps trying the "convince him not to kill himself" play (a respectable play) but it just doesnt work. --- OMG he just counterconned them by accident? "I know the industry, you guys are the bigger fish. Im out, feel free to buy my company if you want it" Im fairly certain this might be the one case where the downturn wasnt a part of the con. Honestly, amazing on the writers to have this such a natural way for the con to fall apart. "oops Hardison's too good at his job" --- Ok, so goodbye to Cameoman, it was nice to see him and nate not have a dick-measuring contest over Sophie's affections. (I was worried it was gonna be one of those jealousy episodes) --- Final game just started and Elliot is tackling white-shirts like there's no tomorrow. Cant actually see what he's saying to them but I suspect he's going into step 2 of his plan: If Clients Dad wont get off the ice, warn everyone else he's got a bad case of "the Dyings". Honestly, Elliot is great at just cutting through the complexities. None of this treasurehunt nonsense just tell them. --- Elliot is taken out of the game and put on the bench. --- Dad tries to start a fight but it seems im right, Elliot has just been playing the simple game of: trust humans not to want to murder a guy. Return of the electromagnets. (good, puck-tricking was boring). Remember, checkov's gun can be loaded with more then a single bullet --- Sophie still doesn't know where the cup is. (and I still dont know where the blue line is)

[deviant-fish]

who are you, why do you have so many bot accounts. Stop bothering us, none of us are a part of ekas.

Luckily the message has got out across all platforms by now. I can totally remove the warning message now.

I don't need to explain who I am to you in particular, since you've already been told on multiple platforms, and via my admin, business and personal email, because you just can't stop finding new ways to stalk me.

But for anyone who is not yet aware of that, who will read this message after you share it, Hello, My name is Akira AKA Deviant Fish, and I am the admin of a group known as The Fish Army.

The Fish Army is a community for people with an affinity for fish, whether they have have a fish persona, they work in marine wildlife preservation, they keep fish as pets, etc.

Within our community we do not approve of people who see fish as primarily a source of meat, which is the reason you were banned, by the way.

It's literally the very first rule, and you broke it in less than the first full sentence you typed, you little troll.

Outside of The Fish Army, there are other online communities people are part of. I assume what you mean by "bots" is other people who have screencaps of the character creator with the character they play as in the Aggregate Fiction MMORPG.

There aren't many games out there where you can play as a variety of fish, and since there's over 1000 species in that game, there's a few fish in there, so I play that game with some friends of mine.

The AF community has something going on right now to do with the vore community.

I took part in a bit of it this year, so this is the first time I've been involved there, I'm a pred by the way.

A few days ago, some visual novel game developers, released a bunch of vore games, around 30 I think, where I was a pred character in it.

Also my character build in AF has become a template there, so people can now play as me or modification of my character design.

It comes with a little story mode about me, like every template has, and people think it's pretty cool.

Since my character has magnetic powers, I also founded a community known as The Order Of The Blue Croissant, which is about how magnetism works as well as a bunch of magnetism memes, and members are encouraged to have their own characters that manipulate magnetic forces in some way, like a superhero thing.

As for my character themselves, they are a non-anthropomorphic silver trout, with human-level intelligence, that has mechanical limbs strapped to their body, and a mask that allows them to breathe water, while they are above the surface.

I have 2 big rivals/friends known as @scandium-sacer-laser , and @yttrium-yiger-microwave , who each run rival groups to The Blue Croissant, however the 3 of us form a group known as Team Beam.

The 3 characters that form Team Beam, my persona, Scandium's and Yttrium's, were modded into Sonic Heroes as a replacement for Team Dark, my persona being a swap of Rouge, Scandium's a swap of Shadow, and Yttrium's a swap of Omega.

I'm not exactly into the Sonic fandom that much, but it seems a lot of people know my persona from the mod.

I'm more active around the superhero scene, mostly Marvel stuff in particular.

Some people recognise me from the Lancaster superhero convention.

I'm the one in the space suit, that has the holographic visor, so it looks like my helmet has a fish in it, instead of my head.

For those that have seen the photos, yes, I really am super short, Asian genes did a number on me.

I have been harassed by members of Eka's Portal in the past, simply because my persona is a fish, and they started spam messaging me, saying that fish should be prey.

I was not even a member of that community, they just followed me around the internet, spamming me on every social media platform.

The Eka's Portal admin was responsible for this, and apparently they went on to harass other members of The Fish Army, as well as other players of AF, using the excuse that the several thousand people, were all the same person somehow, despite the fact they posted photos of themselves, and had hundreds of livestreams, many of which showing multiple people on screen.

You can see why people were quick to suspect you, especially since you seem to be making the same arguments as before all from the same IP address by the way, under the erroneous belief that a VPN can hide your IP from technicians, when in fact VPN's only block it from bots.

You have attacked mine and AF's community, regular as clockwork, every year around this date, without fail, since the year 2015.

Stop being a big child, find some meaning in your life, and find something else to do, that you will enjoy more.

Does that answer your question?

[fatefought]

at first, annie only nods. tongue feels the need to be bitten back, but it seems snow wants to have a conversation. she can humor him. she wouldn't be admitting to anything that wouldn't be easy knowledge of their government anyways. at least he doesn't seem to want to look her in the eyes. if constantinus feels that much above her, so be it. after all, wouldn't she just turn to stone ? " a lot of families back in four do. i grew up with one. now i have my own. have you ever been out on the water before ? though maybe it's hard to get bored with all these mountains. " the mountains were one of the few things that didn't make her sick about the city. they're a geographic marvel to her, something that if given the opportunity she would love to explore. nature is wonderful. she noted on her tour how different the terrains across panem were. had she not been moments away from panic at any given notice then, annie would have happily spent her time staring out the train window.

but four was different, and had an essence that no other district or even the capitol held a candle to. home, something she looked forward to. she spent ages on her grandfather's boat when she was young. he taught little annie cresta how to fish, tie knots and finesse nets, prepare the catch, etc. when he passed, she took care of his modest sailboat. she still does, even if she had bought herself something grander with victor stipends. turns out money has even more value when it's bloody. ( and whenever the shame hits her, the next time she goes to sail it's on ole marcin's jalopy of a boat. ) " there's a large chance it wouldn't, but who knows. all it would need to be able to do is respond to the north and south poles. " there's a soft chuckle. it's mostly to herself, at the thought of the magnetic field changing since then. obviously it hasn't. but snow is right, her ship's navigator is much more advanced.

the man hadn't answered his own question. had she been more comfortable, she would press curiously. for someone of his status, surely something was of interest. he's staring intently at the displays after all. was it pride ? there's an intense truth at them being surrounded by it all. " it's why we're all here, isn't it ? i mean ... the quell begins tomorrow. would i be mistaken in thinking you're still on the board of gamemakers ? it's been a few years now. what a role to have in all of this. galven dupont said it was his dream from childhood, " it's a ramble, filling the space. some victors are charming, absolutely effervescent to the cameras and the people. some have called her out on it in the past. the designer from two rings in her mind, regarding finnick almost like a mythic demigod. ( is it easier to continue taking from him when those here regard him as something other than man ? ) at that same party, galven had approached. he had been the head gamemaker at the time. her game had been his last. he talked about wanting to leave with a bang ! maybe he had rooted for her if he gave the only young adult with the ability to swim a flooded arena ; maybe he was just sadistic. either way when his hand lingered on her upper arm as he spoke to her, annie had wanted to run similarly like she did in the arena. " did you ? i guess either way, you probably live and breath it now. " some victors live and breath it too. her heart breaks for them. most of the time, she can disassociate in four. however annie always sees the games.

annie sees it sometimes when she closes her eyes, and dreams of the arena. annie sees it when thea gets that far away look, and must wait patiently for her dear friend to return back to her. annie sees it when finn returns to four and yearns for the serenity of the beach ; sometimes hours in silence goes by until that tortured man can even graze her fingers. annie sees it in percy's heartachingly, beautiful eyes that match his father's, wondering if his name will be reaped like his mommy and daddy before him. annie see it all the time.

she's easy to remember, but her voice is haunting. back when she'd won, they had heard all of the panting, the crying, the desperation to just make this end as it boomed through the gamemakers' control room. he had also been the one — as the rookie — to edit out the three hours cut that would have been broadcasted, on and off, throughout that year — the room ended up smelling putrid from all of the times he had thrown up, cried on the panel, pulled out at his hair; he just wanted it to be done. he'd commiserate with the survivor of the 70th games then, and it continues, like a chronic disease he can not medicate himself out of his body.

that's why he sees her now, but he also sees her — there is nothing similar about annie cresta and nadia tanner; annie is tall, athletic, with cheeks full and nadia had been small, still hollowed from a life of poverty and a couple weeks in her games, and she was always pink (she used to blush in the loveliest shade when he touched her hair. real or not real?). nadia wouldn't have picked the compass. she most likely had no idea what it was — coming from her district, what use would it be? but annie is from four, and they have never ending waters, so they need that. he's been there, once, the trip a birthday gift as he wanted to look at the ships; his father had been a military man, and perhaps his grandparents thought connie's interest as a child would develop into wanting to be a marine, or at least an engineer to carry on the greatness of panem. well, they've gotten some of it right, haven't them?

he's staring. he's always staring at annie cresta when he can, when he feels she's the only thing that can ground him in the room. like all the other times, he hastily looks away, and sniffs. she makes him want to cry. he can't cry. "you got a ship?" he asks, looking at the object, not at her. they could have spun something about that: a pretty happy girl sailing in her little ship, swimming happily as she lives for the sake of that happiness, not just to escape death. there's not a lot of footage about annie cresta, though. he's made sure of it, the best he can (best that she's invisible, then she's not desired and picked apart further). "you think it works, then?" he raises an eyebrow. "most ships have their own, now. no need for something flimsy like that." if she'd ask, he'd probably open the glass and fetch it for her. constantinus frowns at himself — what kind of thinking is that?

he snickers. "this could be my foyer if i wanted." some of it could fit, he guesses. but there's no purpose in keeping things this old, from way before the dark days, in the mansion (or his apartment). "i'm not the biggest fan of these pieces of paper, too. a lot of outdated nonsense." he clicks his tongue, nods towards a framed piece of paper. "no games back then, so it feels pretty pointless, no? we're all surrounded by it, anyways."

[ghostly-clown]

Slashers with pets (and their perfect animal)

These are all my own opinions, and I wanted to try using more animals then just cat or dog

Includes:

Michael myers, Jason voorhees, all 3 Sinclair brothers, brahms, Harry Warden

.

Michael Myers

- we can all agree he is a cat person

- and surprisingly very gental

- an absolute cat magnet. He will just sit in a rescue for a minute and the cats will be all over him

- just got comfortable energy like that 😌

- he will look after strays, he gets scratched every now and then but everyone does

- but it dosnt bother him so he dosnt mind it, he knows he's helping them and that makes him feel something

- overall he like the cats

.

Jason Voorhees

- LIZARDS MAN, REPTILES

- he loves his snakes and gekos, or just anything with scales that's been seen as 'creepy' by the population

- he thinks the scales are satisfying to touch and he likes the weight of big boas on his shoulders

- like a weighted blanket but could kill you

- he also just likes to hold lizards

- would 100% be happy to lay down and let an iguana chill on his back

- he wouldn't keep them as pets tho, they're wild animals (that he feeds, nerses, looks after and give pets to)

.

Bo Sinclair

- I don't think he's very good with pets :/

- like yeah he and his brothers have a dog but it's more Vincent/Lester's dog

- I have said it before and I'll say it again Bo is a lil neat freak who likes to have clean spaces

- and pets as great as they are, arnt the cleanest things in the world

- so if he were to have a pet it would be something easy to look after that dosnt make much of a mess

- A fish

- Bo has a small aquarium in his room that he's super protective over, and yes all the fish would have names

.

Lester Sinclair

- Dogs clearly

- he loves all dogs and all dogs love him

- he will go past a raging dog bend down and talk to it 'in a witlle bawby voice' and the dog will instantly respect this man

- he's definitely tried to bring in more stray dogs but his brothers say no

- so all stray dogs he finds he will take to a shelter and he'll check up on them in his free time :)

- Dog lover in the best way

- he also loves other animals but none of them click with him like dogs

.

Vincent sinclair

- He has a small tortoise

- they are great with hotter temperatures so he can have it in his wax room

- the tortoise would work more as a buddy to make him feel less lonely while working

- Vincent also loves just taking care of it, watching them eat and washing them

- he would call it something very artsy (tmnt style)

- this tortoise is his child he will only ONLY let someone else near it if he for some reason has to do something and is completely unable to care for his tortise

- This of course has a one in a million chance of happening

.

Brahms Heelshire

- he would need a pet that is good with being held alot

- he is definitely the person who loves their pet with all his heart but needs someone else to make sure he's looking after it correctly

- as much as I wanna say he would be good with dogs (and for sure he would love them) I don't think it's the animal for Brahms

- maybe an animal that as well as being good with being held can also help him with self control

- I would say a rabbit, as they can also throw lil tantrums

- he would otherwise love it, especially when feeding it

- I think it would be funny if every pet he's ever had he names after himself

.

Harry warden

- he is a cave man so he needs animals that can survive those conditions

- those animals are rats and bats, he has a million rat and bat babies

- and he loves all of them

- he feeds them and regularly brings in fresh water, but it's more like he's looking after a bunch of strays rather then seeing them as pets

- all of them have also gotten used to him and so are comfortable with him picking them up or just petting them

- he prefers the rats tho because he can play games with them

- he's so used to rats and bats bigger pets (like dogs) would freak him out a little

.

Now get these men some animals to care for

[imnotasuperhero]

Devil red lips - Wandanat

Type: Undefined

Summary: She should’ve known better. Never act on impulse.

Or, another songfic of mine staring our beloved couple.

A/N: Hi, long time no see! Here i am again with a random idea I’ve got while working a few days ago. Based on Livin’ la vida loca by Ricky Martin (it's a huge bop even if it came out two decades ago, so you can’t blame me). Hope you enjoy it! As always, likes, reblogs and comments are apreciated ❤️

Also, huge thanks to @wandaswigglywoes for beta-ing this, you're awesome, my dude 💕

Taglist: @wandabear @red1culous @summergeezburr @frostedfavesmain (let me know if you want to be added to future fics)

Sipping from her drink, Natasha scanned the bar finally meeting the pull she's been feeling for a while, now. Like a magnetic wave forcing her to move.

Studying the area, her eyes landed on a redhead staring intently at her; and as if she was casting a spell, the scarlet lips at the edge of her glass were like an invitation for Natasha to give away all resistance she possessed, just to try those lips.

'Fuck'

Natasha finished her drink in one big sip and licked her lips as she started walking to her target, never breaking eye contact.

'Game's on' she cheered on herself to block the uneasy feeling creeping at the back of her mind.

Natasha's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water at those big eyes. A deep forest green sparkling with something she couldn't poit her finger at.

"You okay there, Miss?" The redhead faked worriness, placing a hand on Natasha's arm. The skin-on-skin contact made the babyhairs at the back of her neck creepas a chilling wave ran up her spine.

"Yes," was all Natasha could muter as she tried to break the link between both pairs of green eyes.

"Are you alone?" The deep, thick accent in her voice was like a compelling spell.

"Why? You've got plans?" Natasha asked back, daring to show strength to the redhead.

Smirking wickedly as she grabbed her hand, the redhead guided Natasha out of the bar. And Natasha let her. No mater how much the alarm bells were going off in her head.

Unbenknowst to her, the redhead had her prey right where she wanted it.

With the beaming sunlight infiltrating through the cheap motel's curtains, Natasha grunted as she tossed in bed, wondering what she's done to wake up with a pounding head and an empty feeling consuming her insides.

All she could remember was auburn hair, captivating green eyes and inviting burgundy lips.

Lips that she remembers as clear as day all over her body.

Shivering, she decided to go in search of the closest café in order to fully wake up.

But her illuson of tasting the bitter berverage had to wait just a bit longer.

"That fucker," Natasha growled as she stared at her empty wallet. All the burglar left was her documents.

Humming at the steamy tea cup in her hands, Wanda inspected the tomatoes on the stand, picking the best ones for the dinner she planned for Pietro's return.

"Took me a while, but I found you," Wanda froze at the voice that plagued her mind since that night at the bar.

Turning around, the brunette clutched her hands, remaining confident.

"I'm sorry. You must've mistaken me for someone else," she faked a kind smile.

"Bullshit," Natasha retorted. "You might've changed your hair, but those eyes are not easy to forget." The redhead grabbed Wanda's arm and dragged her out of the farmer's market. "Don't make a sound," she warned.

"What you think you're doing?" Wanda knew causing a scene would draw attention to her and she didn't need to worry about that.

Letting go of Wanda's arm after confirming the brunette would follow, Natasha spoke. "I want my money back."

"I- I didn't take it."

"I woke up with an astronomical headache and an empty wallet. I don't care what the fuck you slipped in my drink, but I know for certain that you're the culprit."

"Look, I promise I didn't-"

"Quit the lies." Natasha threatened and Wanda felt herself shaking. "Why did you do it?"

"I- I'm sorry. I didn't have an option," Wanda shrugged, never meeting the redhead's gaze. "Easy money when your work has a shitty payment," she confessed.

Natasha could see the distraught in the brunette, and like an invisible force linking her soul to hers, she felt compelled to know more about her. And she would lie if she didn't admit it scared her.

"At least, tell me your name,"

Wide-eyed, the brunette acepted the outstretched hand. "Wanda,"

"Well, Wanda. I'll forgive your debt, if you go for a coffee with me," Natasha proposed.

And Wanda couldn't help the smirk taking over her lips for a few seconds before she composed herself.

"Guess you'll know how to find me," Wanda winked at her before starting to walk away, leaving a dumbfounded Natasha behind.

Little did the she know, Wanda's old habits die hard.

[nataliedanovelist]

GF - Timestuck AU: The Power of Mabel ch.2

While fighting over a time machine so one twin can win a pig or the other can win the heart of a girl, Mabel is left stranded in a snowy forest with no time machine and no brother. Oops.

The BEAUTIFUL art pieces were done by @clownwry and @elishevart ! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! 😭❤️💋

ch.1 - ch.3

~~~~~~~~~~

Ford was way more nervous than he was letting on.

She had long, pretty brown hair, braces over her teeth, sneakers, a skirt, and a sweater that allowed the cold air to pass through it. Her cheeks were slightly chubby with youth and nosy, as well as her nose, due to the freezing weather. Her eyes matched her hair perfectly, and though they were clouded with fear and confusion, Ford swore he could see sparkling behind the clouds, sparkling that made itself well-known when she asked if she could make him a sweater or when she saw his hands.

She had long, pretty brown hair, braces over her teeth, sneakers, a skirt, and a sweater that allowed the cold air to pass through it. Her cheeks were slightly chubby with youth and nosy, as well as her nose, due to the freezing weather. Her eyes matched her hair perfectly, and though they were clouded with fear and confusion, Ford swore he could see sparkling behind the clouds, sparkling that made itself well-known when she asked if she could make him a sweater or when she saw his hands.

Ford would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy Mabel’s company, but she was practically a stranger, and keeping a random girl in his house that was located in the middle of the woods was fishy and Ford couldn’t help but feel like it was illegal. But he couldn’t leave her out in the snow and send her on her way to find her home and family, so he decided to keep her warm or healthy, simply because it was the right thing to do.

But then she said she had no parents to call. Only a brother, who was lost, too. Ford can remember the old rule: If you’re lost, stay where you are until you are found. So he then decided that she could stay here until her brother found her, which should be by morning at the latest.

Still, he felt uneasy, so once Mabel was settled in front of the TV, Ford excused himself and went into the kitchen to make a phone call. There was only one man who would have better judgement in this situation than him.

The phone rang a few times. Ford checked his watch to make sure it was a reasonable time to call. It wasn’t Sunday, was it? But then the ringing stopped. “Howdy! This here Fiddleford McGucket.”

“Hey there, buddy.” Ford smiled to himself at hearing that cheerful voice. “How have you been?”

“Stanford Pines! Good t’hear from ya!” Fiddleford cheered. “M’just fine, just fine! How are ya?! Ya haven’t gotten eaten by monsters yet, have ya?” He laughed, making his old friend chuckle along.

“No no, I’m alright.” Ford almost brought up the reason he called, but then he remembered something very important to Fiddleford. “How are Emma-May and Tater?”

“OH! They’re doin’ great! We’re all very happy n’ doin’ well! Ya won’t believe how big Tate’s gotten since ya last saw him! He’s already crawlin’!”

“Wow, that's great to hear.” Ford sat in a chair at the kitchen table. “Has he said his first words yet?”

“No, not quite. Actually, he’s extremely quiet. Not a lot of baby-babble.” Fiddleford chuckled. “The doctor says that’s perfectly normal. Tate’s so smart, he’s reachin’ for specific colors n’ such, n’ ya can tell he’s thinkin’ a lot n’ knows what’s goin’ on, he just got nothin’ t’say.”

“I was very shy when I was young.” Ford commented casually. He didn't feel like mentioning why. “If Tate is anything like either of his parents he’s very intelligent.”

“Oh, he’s so much like both of us it’s scary. Ya know Emma-May, so clever n’ quiet n’ such. Tate’s got all that. But he already looks so much like me! But he’s got his mama’s hair! N’ Santy Claus brought ‘im this fun little fishin’ game where ya fish for plastic fish with a pole with a magnet on it, n’ he loves it! I can’t wait to take ‘im fishin’ when he’s big enough! Ya really outta give yourself a break n’ come down for a visit, he’d move to see his Uncle Ford again.”

Ford’s face felt hot. “Perhaps. Spring is when a lot of anomalies are active and breeding, so i would prefer not to miss that, but maybe I could visit for a weekend before that…”

“Well, no pressure, I won’t assume anythang until ya tell me to, just know there’s always a bed for ya here.”

“Thank you, Fiddleford. The same for you and your family. The clean air will do everyone some good.”

“Oh, I’m sure.” Fiddleford sighed happily and perked up. “So! Whatcha callin’ for? Not that I’m not happy just t’chat, but ya never call.”

Ford laughed and shrugged to himself. “I suppose I don’t. I’m sorry.”

“No need t’be sorry, Stanford, just wanna know what’s up.”

“Well, I was hoping to get your advice on something.”

“Shoot.”

“Um… well…” Ford rubbed the back of his neck, unsure how to tell him this. “I heard some unusual sounds outside today…”

“What kind of unusual sounds?”

“Cracks, like lightning. And some faint yelling.” Ford answered. “I thought it might be a tree branch or a new anomaly to catalogue, but when I opened the door a young girl was standing there in the snow with no coat.”

“Heavens! Is she alright?!”

“She’s okay, no frostbite. She was cold, but after sitting by the fire, drinking some hot chocolate, and changing into some dry clothes, she’s okay now.”

“Well, good.”

“So of course I brought her in. I tried to call her parents, she probably got lost playing…”

“Sure.”

“... but she says she doesn’t have any parents.”

“Oh.” Fiddleford sighed. “Oh. Now, wait, are ya sure she didn’t just say that so ya wouldn’t call?”

Ford chuckled and said, “I first thought that too, but she looked too sad to be lying.”

“Okay, I see. Does she got somebody ya can call?”

“She says she has a brother, but he was out there, too. So he is probably out there looking for her and therefore nowhere near a phone.”

“Fair enough, okay. So, I reckon y’all are waitin’ for him t’come ‘round.”

“Yup.”

“Well sounds to me like you’ve handled this all pretty well.” Fiddleford said confidently.

“You think so?” Ford asked. “I can’t help but feel like I’m doing something wrong. Like I’m missing something. Am I doing something wrong?”

“Nonsense, buddy, you’re doin’ great.” Fiddleford assured. “Look here, ya can’t just leave a young gurl out in the snow t’try t’find her way home...”

“I agree.”

“... so ya really got one option n’ that’s t’keep an eye on her n’ let her in as a guest. N’ ya tried t’call, but nothin’. The best thang ya can do right now is be there for this lil’lady n’ just be kind t’her. N’ if nobody comes for her by mornin’, why don’t ya go into town n’ see if anybody knows her, then they can help y’all out.”

Ford nodded, then remembered that his best friend couldn’t see it, so he said, “Yeah, that sounds like a good plan. Thank you, Fiddleford.”

“You’re welcome. N’ hey, are ya okay?” He asked seriously.

“Yes, yes I’m okay. I just want to make sure I do this right.”

“O’course. I understand. Ya want me t’come down there n’ give a hand?”

“No, that’s not necessary. I’m sure Mabel will find her brother in the morning.”

“Mabel, huh? Well, if y’all don’t, please call me. N’ even if ya do find her brother, call me. Keep me updated.”

“I will. Thank you, Fiddleford.”

“Anytime, Stanford.”

~~~~~~~~~~

When Mr. Ford gave Mabel the remote for the old TV and went into the kitchen, she decided to use her awesome detective skills to figure out what year it was. If it was before Grunkle Stan lived here and opened the Mystery Shack, she must be pretty far back in time. But she had no way of knowing if it was 1999 or 2005 or the 50s.

The TV was old, but so was Grunkle Stan’s in her time. So Mr. Ford could have had this TV for a long time and didn’t want to replace it. 

Okay, so when was the TV made? Mabel didn’t know. Dipper would have known.

Okay, Grunkle Stan mentioned watching TV when he was a kid once or twice. So at least Mabel was when Stan was a kid, okay. 

Mabel turned the TV on and it was in color. Okay, so she wasn’t too far back in time. But the TV was playing a commercial for clear skin. The picture was gritty and all the people in it had puffy hair and long socks and oh my god was that woman wearing legwarmers?! Mabel grinned at seeing her favorite fashion on TV, but then her face dropped. When was she?

She tapped her chin and tried to think of how to know the date without being suspicious. She could ask Mr. Ford, but that might be suspicious. Mabel decided to start flicking through channels to try to guess what year she was in based on what was airing. A lot of shows were about cowboys, space, or game shows. Huh. Okay.

All the TV shows were definitely older. Nothing her dad would watch from when he was a kid, so if Mabel had to guess by everyone’s crazy air, the cheesy TV shows, and the music occasionally playing, she was in the 70s.

Huh. Okay. But she needed an exact year. So Mabel turned off the TV, saw an old radio on a desk, and turned it on to listen.

“... cuz it’s cold doesn’t mean you can't boogie, folks! So grab someone you wanna get warm with, turn up the music, and get your bodies warm in the coolest way possible! Here’s Night Fever, by the Bee Gees!”

Mabel grinned at the disco music. Her personal favorite song from these guys was More Than a Woman, but Night Fever would do. For a moment Mabel forgot her mission, jumped off the couch and left the blanket behind, and in the over-sized gray t-shirt Mr. Ford gave her while her clothes were drying, she danced along to the music, singing the chorus since those were the only words she knew.

“When you reach out for me. Yeah, and the feelin' is right,

Then I get night fever, night fever. We know how to do it! Gimme that night fever, night fever. We know how to show it!”

Mabel laughed at herself as she spun around in her socks and tried to do the point-and-hype dance she didn’t know the name to, but everyone did it when a disco song played.

Little did she know that Ford had returned to check on her, and was smiling at her as she shook her hips and waved her hair around and had fun. He leaned against the doorway and planned to let her dance in peace, but when she did a spin and saw him, she grinned and took his hand. “C’mon, Mr. Ford, come dance with me!”

Ford chuckled and shook his head. “No, no! I can’t dance!”

“You got two legs that aren’t broken?”

“Yes.”

“Then you can dance! C’mon!” Mabel encouraged, let him go when they were both in the middle of the room, and she started to dance again. “Don’t make me dance alone!” She even pulled an evil move and gave him puppy eyes. Rude.

Ford smiled slyly at her and hesitantly copied her boogie moves. It was true that Ford never liked to dance, but there was no one around but Mabel, and though he had only known her for an hour or more, he was sure she would never make fun of him.

And he was right.

“Wow! Look at you, Mr. I-Can’t-Dance! Yeah!” Mabel hopped on the couch, standing, and took Ford’s hand. “Here, I’ll spin you!”

Ford laughed and allowed it, doing a single spin, but then scooping her in his arms to dip her and then let her down, making her laugh as they continued to dance. 

“Alright alright, you crazy cats, that was Night Fever by the Bee Gees! It's a snowy day here in the heart of Oregon, with snow flurries coming in harder all night, but it should clear up by morning and be a fun day to go out and play! The date is January 26th, 1978 in case you gotta write a check or mail a thank you note to a friend or family member. I’m still writing letters for Christmas! We’ll be right back with some of your favorites after a word or two from our sponsors, so don’t go anywhere!”

Mabel stared at the radio. “Wow, 1978.” She breathed. Her parents were only kids right now, maybe only six or seven-years-old. Wow.

Ford chuckled. “I know, I’m still in the bad habit of writing ‘77.”

Mabel realized her mistake, but was grateful her host misunderstood her. “Me too.”

“Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for dinner. How about some ramen noodles?”

“Yes, please! Can we play a game after we eat?”

“Sure. I don’t have many board games, but I do have a deck of cards.”

“Do you know any card tricks?!”

“A few.” Ford admitted, wiggling his fingers. “There are some advantages to having more fingers than average.”

Mabel grinned up at him and followed him to the kitchen for dinner.

[yootaesowlwrites]

Carnival - Dawon

Warnings: Fluff, humour.

W/C: 1.7K

Your arm was hooked into Dawon’s as he leads you towards the front of the entry line of the carnival that had arrived in town a few days ago, and Dawon had managed to get a night off the day before they were supposed to pack up and leave, you look up at him and smile, the sun was just starting to set, making the sky turn into a burst of different colours, adding to the fairy lights and other lights that decorated the trees and entrance, you could hear the sound of people laughing and the sound of the games.

“Let me know if you get cold at any time, okay?” He says, you nod your head, smiling wide up at him, he held his wallet in his hand, ready to pay for your entry fee. “Where do you want to go first?” You were getting closer and closer to the entrance.

“Whatever we cross first,” You say. “I don’t mind, you’re here, so I don’t care if we play Go Fish the entire time or toss hoop rings for prizes,” He smiles and leans down to peck the top of your head.

“I’m sure Go Fish isn’t the one at the front, and neither are those hoops,” He says, you reach the front of the line, and he quickly takes out the needed amount, wristbands were taped around your wrists, and you were on your way onto the field they had rented out, you reach the firsts stall, and you giggle, turning to look up at Dawon.

“I thought they wouldn’t have these two at the entrance,” You say, you could see the disbelief on his face as he looks between the two stalls. “I hope you don’t plan on taking a job as a fortune-teller one day, you would do horrible,” He lets out a huff.

“Oh, shush, come on, let’s go play them,” He says, pulling you towards the first stall. “Do you see anything you like?” You smile and look at the shelf of prizes.

“Aside from you…” You trail off, you hear him turn his head to look at you, and smile. “That, do you see that bag of goodies at the top?” You extend your arm out, pointing to the bag, you look at him, making sure he was looking. “That looks good, think you’ll catch the right fish for it?” You tease, he quickly takes out some money and places it down on the table.

“Five rounds, for each of us,” He says, he turns to look at you. “You first, since you want the prize so badly,” You could tell his competitive side had quickly joined. “If not, I’ll get it for you and treat you.”

“All right, anything you have your eye on?” You ask, picking up the fishing rod that was placed down on the table, you watch as his eyes scan over the prizes before stopping on one row.

“Yes… that water fun that has a fish head,” He says, you look at the toy and nod your head. “But try for yours first, we don’t want you to waste all your turns on me,” You shake your head and lean over the fish tank that had been set up, you lower the fishing rod, carefully watching for the coloured toy fish you had to get, you press your tongue to the roof of your mouth as you focus. “You got this, you can do it, baby.” You could hear the teasing in his tone, your rod catches a fish, and you pull it out, putting it down on the table. “Maybe next try, sweetheart,” You let out a huff before lowering the fishing line back into the water, he lowers down next to the tank. “A little left”

“Hyuk… shut up,” You mutter, knowing he was trying to mess up your chances, you hear him chuckle before standing upright and leaning over the tank. “Hyuk… back up,” He wraps his arm around you, causing the magnet to grab onto a fish, he moves his face into the side of your neck, his nose brushing against your ear as he lifts his head.

“Maybe next time, sweetheart,” He mutters, you lift the fish out of the water, taking it off the magnet, you place it onto the table, he lifts his head away to look at the coloured fish you had caught. “What, how?” You smirk and point at the water gun that had a fish head on it.

“I’d like that one, please,” You say, you hold the fishing rod up in Dawon’s face. “It’s your turn to get me what I want,” His arms drop down from you, and he takes the fishing rod. “Thank you for helping me, if you didn’t bump my arm, I wouldn’t have got that one,” He could hear the smugness in your voice.

“I…” He begins, he moves to stand in front of the tank as the prize was placed down in front of you on the table, he swallows and looks at the coloured row and looks down, seeing how many fishes were above that coloured one, you lean closer to him and cup his jaw, turning his head towards you.

“Don’t worry… you have eight chances,” You say, you lean closer to him and softly kiss his cheek. “Good luck, baby, you can do it,” You give him a sweet smile and watch as he slowly begins lowering the line into the water, careful not to touch any of the fish that were at the top, you move to place your hand on his lower back.

“Don’t,” He mutters, you giggle and lean over the tank next to him. “Are you trying to ruin my chances?” He carefully lowers the line down, missing the first coloured fish that were the easiest to catch.

“You did the same to me,” You say. “Besides, who says I’m not showing my support?” You hear him scoff, only for the wrong coloured fish to get caught on the magnet, you couldn’t help but giggle, he looks at you, making you back away with your arms raised, he reels the fish out and puts it down on the table before going again.

“Stay over there,” He says, glancing at you. “I mean it… let me get this for you,” You nod your head, deciding to stay aside, you watch as he lowers the line into the water again, after five tries he finally manages to get to the coloured fish and catch one, pulling it out slowly, he places it down on the table and point at the bag of goodies you wanted.

“See… I told you I’d get this for you,” He says, picking up the bag and holding it up, you smile and take it from him, he picks up his water gun and thanks the person working in the stall.

“And you only had three more tries to go,” You say, he wraps his arm around you and pulls you into his side, guiding you away from the stall.

“Hmm, from now on, I’m getting you things,” He says. “I’m pushing my competitive side aside, I want to treat you to all the prizes you want,” You smile and shake your head as you pause in front of the hoops. “Do you see anything you like here?” You look at the shelf of prizes, your eyes going all the way to the top. “Are you…?” You look away from the stall.

“It’s okay, let’s go try another one further inside,” You say, not wanting him to get discouraged at the giant plush you had seen and wanted, you pull him further into the carnival, the night seemed to fly by quickly, the prizes in your arms and his arms only piled up, and soon you could barely hold them and decided you should head home, as you were nearing the exit, he stops in front of the rings stall, seeing the giant plush you had eyed earlier. “Hyuk… come on,” You had stopped a little ahead of him, not noticing he had stopped until you couldn’t feel his warmth next to you anymore.

“Wait… I think there’s still one more thing I want,” He says, he looks back at you, you tilt your head to the side before moving closer to him.

“Yeah… what’s what?” You ask, he nods his head towards the stall, you slowly look that way, seeing the hoop rings. “Hyuk, it’s okay, come on.”

“No, no, you eyed it earlier,” He says, moving towards the stall. “We’re not leaving until I get it for you,” You follow him and watch as he puts all the prizes down on the table. “How many rings do I need for the grand prize?”

“All ten rings in the far one,” The person says. “If you can get it ten in a row, it’s yours,” Dawon nods his head, taking out his wallet and placing the money down on the table, the rings were placed down in front of him, he picks them up, and you watch as he gets into position.

“Hyuk… it's okay,” You say, he ignores you and tosses the first ring, managing to get it in the hoop that was the furthest away, you could feel your heart picking up as you watch another ring hitting the far one, you didn’t think he would make it, you honestly thought that he would miss one or get one closer to the front, but somehow he had managed to get all ten rings over the ring holder, and that was how you found yourself on your way home with a giant plush in the backseat along with your other prizes. “I can’t believe you actually got it…”

“Did you doubt me?” He asks, you give him a sheepish smile. “You did?” He fake gasps, stopping at a red light, he puts his hand over his heart. “I’m hurt…”

“Well, after the first two tries you didn’t get it… I couldn’t help but doubt it,” You say, he lowers his hand down to the wheel. “But I guess… third times the charm,” You reach over for his hand and gently squeeze it. “Thank you, though, Hyuk… I appreciate it.”

“Anything for my baby,” He says. “Anything to see you smile the way you did when I won it for you,” You couldn’t help but smile and glance back at the bear. “I hope to see many more of those smiles.”

[blood-starved-beast]

Irelia headcanons part 2. Here’s part 1.

Irelia hates feeling like she’s not in control. It’s a trauma response from feeling as though she failed to be there for her family, and a defense mechanism to be strong for the Resistance in Ionia. It’s not limited to those circumstances, however. She’s like that with her fellow dancers, the soldiers, with her relationship with Liana, and even more intimate circumstances, if you know what I mean. She’s never entirely comfortable if she doesn’t know the stakes of the current circumstance.

Building off that, Irelia also dislikes being vulnerable. She can’t afford it, with how often the Navori Brotherhood and other extremists try to kill her. Despite that though, she’s the type of person who gets very emotional very easily, and has a tendency to cry when she does. She hates it.

According to a writer on the Riot team, Irelia is a vegetarian. To build off that, she’s not one necessarily for moral reasons so much as cause the Xan family raised her that way. As with any person who grew up eating a certain cuisine, Irelia doesn’t really like the taste (or more specifically the texture) of meat. She has eaten it though, especially when times in the Resistance were bad. She prefers fish and even bugs over it, and chicken to red meat. During the Sentinels she couldn’t really stomach more than a few bites of the meat rations she got, and left them. She assumed Rengar or even Graves would have eaten what she left behind but one time while those two weren’t around she found Riven eating the remains of her dish (who as a former Exile, knew not to waste food ever).

That being said her favorite foods are desserts. Especially heavy ones like cakes and ice cream (and of course, traditional Ionian/Asian desserts and also fruits). If presented with a cheesecake (which I imagine is not native to Ionia) she would scarf it down. This is why her model in-game is thicc despite her athleticism.

While she worked in the Sentinels (the version that exists in my head and not what we got), part of the reason she warmed up to Riven is cause Riven’s stupid unfunny jokes and poorly executed sarcasm reminded her of Zelos’s dumb jokes. She’s not consciously aware of this similarity, but it definitely made it easier to humanize the Butcher of the Bay.

She knows Akali and they’re friends, or as much friends as one could be if one of you is a Resistance leader and the other an assassin. Akali likes her well enough cause she’s honest about her goals, though she thinks Irelia to be “unbalanced” in her approach to peace. Irelia doesn’t like Akali’s rebellious-ness and recklessness, but her earnestness in trying to achieve her goals is admirable.These differences don’t get in the way of their friendship.

She met Karma early during the Invasion. It was after a very intense battle with the Noxians. The image of a young 14-year-old covered in blood and gore was something that rattled Karma to the core then and can’t really shake away now. Had a major impact on Karma’s approach to the Invasion afterwards.

Karma is one of the handful of people that doesn’t put Irelia on a pedestal or see her as a tool for fighting the Invasion. (Others include Akali and Riven). She often encourages Irelia to relax, and Irelia feels a lot more at ease around her than around most people.

Irelia defaults to referring to people close to her by nickname. She never really uses Liana’s name, instead using various terms of affection. Even Karma’s title of respect “Enlightened One” carries a token of affection by Irelia after a while.

After defeating Swain, Irelia became a figure of superstition among those in Noxus. Some believe her to be a witch (as Swain refers to her in that one story) with the power to control weapons, with some going as far as saying that she could steal your weapons like some sort of metalbending magnet or something. Much like Riven getting the title of “Butcher of the Bay,” Irelia was nicknamed “the Blade-Witch of Navori/Ionia” depending if you’re talking to the Noxian colonies or to people in Noxus proper.

Other people, mainly those who’ve been in battles with her, have argued on the account that of her blue eyes (very rare in Ionia), perchance for rapid and merciless attack, and silence while doing so that she should instead be called the “Lich of Navori/Ionia” instead, arguing that she’s an effigy under the control of an actual witch in Ionia. Not a living person, but instead a dead soul bound to her floating blades and thus cannot be killed unless her trinity force is destroyed (with some going as far to saying in a certain order.) A young child defeating the grand general seemed unimaginable to them, so they justify it any way they could.

That’s all I have for now. If anyone is inspired by these to write/create art of it, feel free to take them. Just tag me or something so I can see the work that you made.

[gizmo1022]

KPTS Episode by Episode word vomit

HEAVY SPOILERS

Episode 1 Aka 

Meet cute? Starring a hot bartender and Mafia boss.

Kinn is a dangerous cocky cutie. And Porsche OMG that open shirt and the CHARM of this boy like sir how dare you and your perfect face @ me like that.

Poor Big this is gonna be a life-altering injury you don't even know but cool action sequence and Kinn is cool as hell.

Yes, Porsche rescue the handsome rich guy you never met from weapon-wielding thugs it’ll open up so many new avenues for you.

Uh peeing in bottles is kinda ew but also kinda cool how he then used it as a weapon…that’s gross-out damage on top of glass breaking,

getting scammed at the pawnshop is a mood, 

shitty uncles, 

cute little bros, 

the first rule of fight club, 

and wtf never go to a second location Porsche! Not that you had much choice but this is how you get murdered, 

Kidnapping the sassy boy, 

fighting dirty…I mean seriously crotch shots and biting?!, 

blackmail-ish lots going on here.

But now Porsche is gonna have a newfound family.

Episode 2 Aka 

secondhand embarrassment galore, 

Porsche stop. Be a good bodyguard please!,

bodyguards are butlers i guess?,

rich snobs, 

point 1 for Kinn for that wasabi drink OMG, 

Just call him William “Porsche” Tell, 

fire hazard-Porsche, 

getting choked by your boss, 

mixing up the rich snobby kid with the help, 

SO many work blunders makes we wonder why anyone thought he was a so amazing and would be a good bodyguard, 

Kinns type is NOT beautiful lady assassin dumbass he's gay, 

drunk on the job and in Kinns arms…this will be a thing huh,

the poor fish, 

Tankhun is magnificent,

 new boss is fun but Kinn is Hotand Hot for you so weigh your options and get your life straight my disaster bi boy.

Episode 3 Aka 

Porsche's training montage, 

Tankhun's STYLE, 

Soap operas versus porn with friends - the debate,

biglittle brother Kinn takes care of Khun, 

Kinns so gay Porsche how are you this dumb, 

Porsches first kill, 

Kinn hates seeing his future baby so upset over being a thug/murderer, 

OMG they're doing the injury care thing, 

Kinn you've got it bad already omg, 

Kinn showing he can be fun too and brings his stlyish rich pals out, 

bonding at the bar, 

WTF Arm that striptease with the drink what happened???,

 KP first kiss cute but kinda dubcon,

Use of music here was great though, 

drunk Porsche can be soooo cute omg he blew the dirt off Kinns hand, 

seconds ago! You slay me sir.

This show gets a plus over9000 for production value and wow KinnPorsche can ACT.

Episode 4 Aka 

Say what you mean dumbass don’t just skirt around shit!, 

kissmiss-understandings, 

OMG the herbal spirits poor Kinn was so confused, 

Spa day and ofc Kinn is magnetically and magically drawn to Porsche's location, 

faceplant faint, 

Pale lipped Porsche at DISNEYLAAAAAND, 

Pete youre too cute, 

Vegas meal showdown and wow that dramatic music, 

No Vegas you cant have Porsche Kinn…er…Tankhun says no lol. 

Auction wth are those glowy crystal ball things???, 

Vegas speaking English again,

Yes Tae he's a hearthob keep telling Kinn so he gets his head out of his ass, 

Also Tae that hair and outfit is smashing,

Porsche drugged by shitty bartender, 

Vegas playing games at the auction, 

noncon with Vegas thankgod it didnt go far,

dubcon with Kinn…but beautifully shot at least, 

drugged Porsche is cute but handsy and bratty…

and listen…Kinn is trying SOOO hard and he’s SOOO tortured but he still shouldn't have done that.

 Be the bigger man asshole.

Episode 5 Aka 

THE AFTERMATH, Porsche you’re literally breaking my heart man you need to talk to somebody,

Kinn take responsibility and say the words! 

What you did to Porsche was wrong and skirting around it wont make it go away!

shut your Korn mouth, 

unfair punishment made me very uncomfortable, 

Perth and Nodt how do you do it??? Be so bad when youre IRL so good, 

although Big is still my love, 

trauma-porsche, 

the bathroom scene was so well done and edited but it broke my heart, 

friendPete giving advice and getting Porsche out of his shell, 

Nope your love life is now very decidedly stuck on THE ONE boys,

No more nameless bedwarmers (or alley warmers???)

dumbKinn is dumb and contradicts himself constantly, 

He’s so jealous but in this cae he’s right about Vegas that fucker,

Vegas drugs and assaults Porsche and has the nerve to hide behind anonymity and be this fakesweet good guyn to him

DumbKinn is also TryingKinn thanks to his dumb heart and Petes advice, 

Lol Jom and Tem ordering Kinn around and insulting him unknowingly had me dying,

and KP are kidnapped again,

That back of the truck chained fight scene was awesome!! Like the coordination and everything i had to watch it over and over and in slowmo,

Poor Big crashed and blames himself now its ok baby i love you.

Episode 6 Aka 

WHEN YOURE LOST DONT WANDER OFF STAY PUT EVERYONE KNOWS THIS, 

ok maybe hide a little because guys are after you but like you knew Chan etc were close so why wander a million miles away, 

but yes wander off so you can have a cute romantic camping trip handcuffed to your crush thats good,

 best episode by far i’m in love and will watch this on my deathbed

Their entire relationship journey redone and sped up in one episode

Start with antagonistic petty squabbles and posturing,

Becsome cute fighting and friendship/helping each other out,

Throw in some deep talks about life, childhood, fears, and dreams…ya know the big stuff,

Teaching eachother skills….well mostly Porsche teaching…and also teasing/flirting,

WTF Porsche with your damn lighter you asshole Kinn should be allowed to smack him for that one.

Random kisses and touches thrown in like theyre (mostly Kinn) trying to fight their love but just cant help it sometimes when their guard is down….like nope cant kiss him except uhoh i did it whoops lets just stop wth

Poor Apo was shivering in that waterfall guys that hug/kiss was lifesaving for body warmth,

Skull freaked Porsche out hes so cute,

Asleep inside the truck and Kinn’s content smile KILLED me thatw as the cutest everrrrr,

Also Kinn’s freaked face when he (stupidly) believed Porsche was poisoned by the fruit was SO cute and concerned,

Also Porsche is right Kinn’s smiles are fantastic and make him SO cute and handsome, 

Moody serious kinn is dangerously sexy but smiling Kinn is cute and fun feeling,

Porsche is always cute. Or sexy. Or BEAUTIFUL that man’s is just gorgeous,

Ok so whyyyyyy did Kinn wait so long to take the cuffs off after the knife was introduced???! 

You really gonna be like “it helped us bond”...your lives were in danger and what?

YES YES YES APOLOGIZE for THAT NIGHT! Be specific YES. 

We love you but that was dubcon/noncon squicky and then you didnt talk and instead punished Porsche and played with his feelings and blamed him

(ok Porsche should never drink anything even water on the job he cant be trusted obv)

...but still dude he was traumatized and you made it worse and you took advantage and if he said he coulnt forgive you hed be in his rights.

Porsche is a brat and dramatic have i mentioned? But the scissors thing was sweet.

I guess the handcuffs and knowing how to get out of the ravine was payback for the lighter???

OMG your love is stunning Kinn…you’d let Porsche go and lie to everyone about it because you love his happiness more than even taking care of your own heart. 

The actual definition of “if you lovehim let him go”,

That KISS was jawdroppingly perfect and now theyre both on the same page about their love finally but then Porsche LEAVES,

Kinn’s little tantrum after was so sad/cute I may have listened to him kicking dirt and swearing a few hundred times. 

And Porsche comes to the rescue only to need saving…like who bodyguards the bodyguard???obv his love interest/person HES supposed to protect.

Sir its his job tot ake the bullets youre making Chan and Big and Porsches life difficult again.

Episode 7 Aka 

obligatory mafia missions and nice action sequences

Hey its Pete from the title song! 

Vegas being a buttface playing with Porsche to amuse himself and throw shit in Kinns face because he just can.

Kinn made an error letting his interest in Porsche be so obvious to Vegas…its a vulnerability to exploit and Porsche gets caught in the crossfire as an innocent casualty to their family drama peacocking bs.

But seriously WHEN did Vegas CLOCK that interest? Because it feels like he always knew….

Kinns pining and jealous ofc and he shows up at the minor fam house just to see Porsche and beg him to come back to him!, 

lots of innuendo with guns and wow they’re such BOYS,

noncon again dude Vegas was gross and not smooth at all with that spill, 

Pete are you team KinnPorsche already?? No because youre surprised in episode 9  when Arm brings it up….so why spy on Vegas and Porsche...did Kinn put you up to it???

someone keep porsche from drinking forever please, 

jealous Kinn being even dumber than his usual dumb. 

but i mean his drunk bf was shirtless in the bathroom with another guy after Pete said theyd basically been flirting, 

can't blame him from being paranoid there but still dude chill, 

BEAUTIFULLY shot romantic handjobs…but handjobs as an I’m sorry for not trusting you and slutshaming you nonetheless.

OKAY THIS SCENE I WATCHED SO MANY TIMES PORSCHE”S FACE IS SO GORGEOUS AND I LOVE HOW SMILEY AND CUTE KINN GETS DURING…

Like dude is really being himself and enjoying it not just physically but EMOTIONALLY,

Like you don’t see that shit when hes with boytoys that genuine.

"Episode 8 Aka 

sneaking around honeymoon period,

Ah to wake up in the arms of your most beloved one in a fucking mansion skyscraper thing with automtaic blinds and room service Porsche youve finally made it.

THE BREAD AD omg Porsche

Like I hate crumbs in my bed….but that was cute and funny.

How are you so fooled Pete you're smarter than that and yet also the innuendo in Porsches line makes up for the denseness of Petes thought process…unless its an act?

Doubted.  

footsie scene why are they pointing guns at the celing and the noises were hilarious

Also Kinn what do you mean whya are they stopping you slammed your hands on the table how are you not caught in the act yet youre not subtle!

smexiness proving they CAN do it all…lovemaking, bratty casual…and now FUCKING.

the CUTEST date…Porsche really researched how to date for this,

The pictures were toothrottingly weets and Porsche was so serious about getting everything right while Kinn was just relaxed and happy to be with him wow

and then it's nearly ruined by a ghostly sighting of a turd, 

Thankfully beautiful lights, music and an underwater kiss saves the day.

How the hell did that guard not hear or see them getting into that pool….the splash….the echo….guard needs to be vetted better.

poor baby scaredy cat Porsche gets booted from movie night,

Only after dropkicking pol ofc.

Tawan is bad nope dont want him.

Episode 9 

Aka No go away i don't like Tawan, 

naughty couch scene, 

at least Tankhun and Big have brains and distrust Tawan,

jealous Porsche for once also distrust him but for diff reasons methinks, 

bless your heart Pete that entrance was the amazing and how can you sleep through THEM what are your dreams gonn be like?,

Ugh ofc Tawan tries to live up to the old Republican motto…accuse others of what you yourself are doing to take the heat off you.

I KNOW KINN DOESNT REALLY CHOOSE TO BELIEVE TAWAN OVER PORSCHE BUT THE TIME BETWEEN THE FRAMING AND THE REVEAL KILLS ME.

I cant watch them confront/take Porsche into custody i die if i try

I HATE these types of misunderstandings and secondhand embarrassments, 

mole reveal,

 KEN/Perth?! NO!

Episode 10 Aka 

FU Tawan, 

and Porsche please stop trusting Vegas you dummy god so lucky youre cute, 

why must my babies fight? No Pete and Porsche you cant!, 

Kinn just tell him the truth and to TRUST YOU! Don’t just drop your gun and let him go hes walking into a viper pit moron,

more kidnapping but this time its the babyest baby, 

bare-armed Kim amd Big parkouring there way to rescue the Kittisawat bros, 

dumb plan Vegas and super dumb Tawan don't you know Vegas is a dick and a player.

 NO BIG NO!!!!!! BIGGGG!!!!! And like…his words show how loyal and devoted he was to Kinn boy oh boy Ken being the mole wouldve really upset him. I LOVE YOU and you WILL be avenged but apparently theres no funeral and only one like two more brief mentions of you, 

asscheeks in the BTS, 

Chay is big mad at his best brother and i guess i cant blame him, 

mole removal including his head, 

What's in the booooxxxx???!,

never trust the barbie doll even though Perth is perfect IRL

bed scene from trailer is gorgeous but also funny and gross….why are boys like that?

"Episode 11 Aka 

Kinns confession was adorable, 

But it puts Porsche in the principal's office, 

Bodygurads aka team KP vindicated, 

VegasPete getting weird and frisky,

IMO if thats your thing fine but idc it squicks me, 

KimChay reveal and breakup thing

Poor Tankhun doesnt know the bomb he just dropped on that little spark of sunshines life.

Episode 12 Aka 

Chaybaby takes heartbreak hard, 

don't let dumb boys make you fall apart and skip out on your dreams, 

though Porsche dropping Chay off was SUPER cute, 

jealous Porsche couldve been handled better like ngl it was kinda awkward, 

can't believe they spied on the boss wth that was too OOC, 

but i'm glad they talked it out and Kinn is really growing up and being BETTER, 

Korn is a lying liar who lies and also hes shit, 

More VegasPete but better-ish…still stockholm, 

RIP Hedgehog my new Fave Character lol, 

Supportive BF Kinn and NOW malewife bread advertisement Kinn???!, 

But he can't cook, 

ALSO I'm sorry but ewwwwww bugs, 

Sonic haired Chay going darkside so Kimm to the rescue?, 

Korn being even more evil, 

old man scapegoat and he was gonna just let Porsche possibly kill him??? 

Yeah that wouldve gone over well…like if Porsche kills the guy and one episode late finds out it was a lie and Korn used the old man to disguise his own actions???, 

Proud BF Kinn wants to startover and my heart is aflutter, 

shit uncle is back with a doozy of a tale and the plot thickens into real crazy soap opera type conspiracy land.

Episode 13 Aka 

Abusive Kan making me feel bad for Vegas, 

also vegas can cook wow, 

Korn is EVIL I HATE him, 

Kinn is reaaaaally growing…trying to communicate and be honest, 

willing to side with porsche and learning when Porsche is holding back just by watching him and waiting for Porsche to be honest and open up to him.

Kinns sooo good now,

Porsche I know it's a tough subject but try to meet him halfway cuz he’s NOT Korn. He's your soul so trust him, 

although Porsche tried to tell Kinn about his doubts once and Chan interrupted, 

not Chan's FAULT but still, 

try again don't drop it and hide, 

Vegas lashing out at Pete after being abused…like stop misdirecting your feelings,

and FINALLY Petes missing Status is taken seriously Tankhun is the only one with brains in tis dumb family, 

Yes Pete tell him off bcuz You're NOT a pet or his dman therapist,

Pete is his own savior, 

Pete Tom Sawyers his funeral and scares the shit outta everyone especially Porsche,

burning money AND the FUCKEN ATM lmao,

Kinn looked SO hot in the funeral scene though omg that shirt and his pecs,

 Pete protecting Vegas from the avenging BFF Porsche except Porsche is no dummy and he’ll get some retribution anyways, 

Kim's got it bad now but pretty music often comes from pain, 

Porsche punches Vegas but still trusts him with shit wth TRUST KINN, 

KiinPorsche before the graves confessing but LOL that introduction…my boss…Porsche is a brat now and forever.

KP confessing to each other properly for the first time in a pool, THE POOL SCENE! And it was way more sweet and emotional than we thought ",

Episode 14 Aka 

FU Korn I don't buy your bullshit, 

Kinn is sooo conflicted but he'll side with Porsche if push came to shove i know it, 

omg the soap opera-iness of this family wth, 

Liar faker coward Korn can't take the consequences of his own actions stop faking it you shithead and die for real, 

love the 3 brothers bonding though, and Kim comforting his big bros. 

Tankhun just being soft and Kinn trying to keep it together for him with all the pressure on his shoulders and hes also sad, 

so baby Kim is a good nong, 

boss kinn can be kinda scary omg…lile…he just shoots dissenters in the meeting like its fucken nothing, 

also WTF is Kan wearing to this rebellion????, 

Chan is king…and…NOOO CHAN NO NOT AGAIN!, 

Vegas speaking english always gets me,

bodyguard batallion but man they lost sight of Kinn fast and Pol got hit but hes ok.

battle husbands spinning around and groping like is a ballroom dance, love t

he FREEFALL english version playing in the fight scene, 

Kinn freaked about losing Porsche more thanabout the gun in his face baby your heart is GLOWING, 

Arms robots to rescue with flare and pizazz, 

Erikaaaa!, 

Like the Vegas Pete thing here and I AM glad he lived but he needs some seriour redeeming to actually get me to like him and them together, 

Pete you're perfect ofc, I hate uncle and Korn idc who did it they both suck, 

also mama are you for real right now? faking it? idk if i trust mama,

wth is going on, 

soap operas again, Porsche as boss in the green suit is fine,

 no longer bodyguard dating but mob boss dating, 

i wanna be on that boat, 

kinn makes drinks with his heart, 

kim pouring his heart out in song and Chay crying, 

Lovely ending but cmon history is written by the victors said by the victorious shithead Korn hes obv still a lying piece of garbage", 

Sidestory Episode 

Aka post camping adventure hospital scene, 

Tankhun you jerk don't you see how sad youre making Porsche, 

lol Pete trying to quiet him, 

And Kinn wakes to the sound of Vegas creepily hitting on his boy, GO and take the flowers with you lol, 

OMG Kinn is so smart scaring Porsche with ghost stories bcuz like Porsche is such a cute scaredy cat, 

CUDDLES! YES. Even though Kinn is hurt he wants to hold Porsche.

[rukia-writes]

What would a day at the beach look like for Kruger and his s/o?

Omg yes 🙌🏻 i babbled a bit so just ignore that if you want 😆

🐚 A day at the beach with this hunk means relaxation and warding off young college girls trying to get with Kruger.

🐚 Kruger needs a vacation okay? He works all the time, even during the late hours. Because you know he’s late owl.

🐚 Omg a wonderful swimmer 🏊‍♂️ likes to go out far in the ocean and see what’s out there. If his s/o can’t swim, he’s there to teach. (I would be a horrible student in this case because I wouldn’t be paying attention. Hello♫ those abs? Anyone? Good thing I can already swim.)

🐚 Sunscreen. Kruger’s s/o has to put on screen somewhere on their body. No sunburns here. Even he has to put a little dabble on his s/o nose.

But Kruger’s s/o is more than welcome to put it on him. 😏😮‍💨

🐚 But all in all Kruger is really really chill at the beach, just lazing around catching some rays.

🐚 Maybe play a few a water games 🎀

🐚 Probably has one or two drinks while he’s there with his s/o. The crocs stay at home, unless his s/o wants him to wear them. Which i suggest, because hello ♫ he’s already a babe a magnet and with those crocs his s/o will never get any peace)

🐚Please be careful with Kruger he’s likely to fall asleep at the beach and kids are most likely sand castles around him. Either that or cover his bottom half with sand and give him a merman fish tail. 🧜‍♂️

🐚 Oh? Kruger’s s/o wants to take a selfie at the beach with him in it? Kruger doesn’t mind. (I know I wouldn’t 😭) Kruger probably snuck a few pictures of his s/o anyways.

🐚Kruger makes the mistake of uploading a selfie of his s/o on Instagram and now 😔 all of the snk daddies know and so they come to the beach 🏖

🐚Mike, Erwin, Levi, Hannes, Zeke (Eren Y is there too) Reiner, Kenny, Jean, Magath all of them. So any quite and romantic time Kruger’s s/o wanted is gone. Because you know…bros code.

-Also the snk daddies are at the center of attention e at the beach (I said what I said 😌) Kenny and Magath don’t mind tho. Neither does Jean (he likes the attention) .

🐚Well, the romantic and quiet time is just postponed until the night. 🎀

P.S. Levi does have on type of shoe. I don’t think he likes the sand too much. But he’s fine otherwise. (Bonus points if they are crocs)

🎀Rukia-Writes🎀

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I'm trying very hard to stay awake at work, so please tell us: given the absolute lack of TP things in BotW, what do you think should have been included (in addition to the inclusion of Ordon)? I would have liked to see those adorable Ordon goats return (I could sit at the ranch and pet them all day).

Sorry for the delay, I sleep late. Hope you’re still up!

Anyways. *cracks knuckles*

The four springs. They’re an instrumental part of Hyrulean history, and I want to take pictures of the light rocks up close

The Fairy of Winds. Granted, she was neglected in her source game, but that would be the perfect excuse to develop her in BOTW style.

All the fish Twilight Princess had. Give me catfish and loaches! Give me skull fish in dangerous areas! Bomb fish that blow up to defend their territory! All of that!

Ordon goats and ordon goat cheese. How hard would it have been to give the goats that roam the ENTIRE WORLD circular horns, Nintendo?

The monkeys. Maybe even a monkey village? You could save them all for a shrine quest.

Golden bugs. I miss collectables...

Kakariko Gorge. How cool would it be to have to cross a canyon early game? You could even have it cut through Dueling Peaks!

The Hawkeye mask. The amount of times my aim has been off due to weird bow mechanics is dumb. Why do only the golden bow and phrenic bow zoom in?

Magnets. You could add a whole new layer of puzzles in Death Mountain! Magnesis to move blocks into place for platforms, luring monsters wearing metal into traps—it would have been fun!

Zora’s waterfall domain. Come on, you gave Tingle an island, you can make a little waterfall to reference Twilight Princess.

UNDERWATER. NAVIGATION. PLEASE. It’s been a standard of almost all non-toon Zelda games since Ocarina! I want my iron boots and underwater secrets!

The Lakebed Temple. It doesn’t have to serve as a temple anymore, just an underwater maze with a shrine at its heart. But those ruins would be AMAZING to explore.

Empty bottles. Put a cap on how much potion I can carry, let me catch bugs to show Beedle, let me catch spring water and mushroom spores and everything!

Sky ruins. Oocca are freaky, sure, but their architecture is AWESOME, and would make such cool ruins. Plus it would let you segway into BO2W!

Skull kid. BOTW is EXTREMELY lacking in scary/creepy things. I’m fine with the lack of redeads, but it feels like they just nerfed it all. Stalnoxes aren’t scary. Give me spooks!

The Time Door, even if it’s totally broken. I want to see if they change the Hylian written on it. Even if it’s not broken, though, imagine using it to access a shrine? And out the windows, you can see a very young Hyrule; maybe even Tapestry era?

SNOWPEAK. COME ON IT WOULD HAVE BEEN SO GOOD. You could shield surf to get there! It could be anything from a Hyrulean army outpost to ruins with a shrine to a Yiga camp! You could fire cannons as puzzles! Soup!!!

Soup. You know EXACTLY which soup.

Arbiter’s Grounds, even if it’s just the coliseum ruins. The architecture! The memories! Throw a lynel at its center, litter the ground with silver sand from the mirror, show a broken Death Sword or Spinner!!

We were robbed.