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leviackermanscleaningbuddy · 1 year

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Can you do 32 from the 4th and 9 from the 3rd image? I’m thinking something with mafia Minho 🤔 Thank u babes if you do it

Skz Prompt Game

Prompts: "If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god."

"Can we just exchange three words without you pulling a gun on me?"

Member: Lee Minho

Relationship: Mafia!Family FemReader x Minho

Genre: Fluff, Light Angst

Warnings: Mentions of guns, weapons, mafia and illegal dealings, Miscarriage

You didn't show any emotion on your wedding day.

You wouldn't give them the satisfaction.

As the man who ruled the rival mafia-your future husband, Lee Minho-took your hand in his and slipped on a diamond the size of a small city in front of the priest and a few members of family, you remained stoic.

You knew this was coming.

Knew you'd be auctioned off as soon as you turned of age to the highest bidder, the rivals that had the most to offer your father in way of an alliance.

It just so happened that Lee Minho and his gang-known only as "The Kids" on the streets-happened to have all that and more.

And you were to pay the price.

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"You really have to go yourself?" You ask once more, disappointment clear in your tone, as you watch your husband pack his suitcase from your perch on the edge of the bed.

Minho sighs, long and heavy, and gives you a regretful sort of look as he tucks another one of his highly expensive suits into the safety of the travel set.

"Yes. This is a huge deal that's going down, and I can't trust anyone else to handle it safely."

You groan and fall back on the mattress, staring at the ceiling through the thin gauze of the curtains that hang in elegant strips above the huge bed.

"I understand that. Doesn't mean I'm happy about it."

You hear him chuckle, and then the bed sinks beneath his weight as his knees come to rest on either side of your hips, his hands beside your head.

He stares down at you with a soft, slight smile as you hold his gaze with a half hearted glare.

"Baby." He soothes, reaching out to smooth the crinkle between your eyes, the frown on your lips. You can't help but lean into his touch. "I'll be back before you know it."

He leans over to press a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth, and moves away again to resume packing.

"She's going to be incredibly disappointed you know." You try one last guilt tactic, sitting up and smoothing your dress as you glance over to Minho, who has paused to meet your gaze once more.

Something akin to regret washes across his pretty features as he sighs once more.

"I know. But it can't be helped." Zipping up the suitcase, he crosses the room and pulls you into his arms, and you relax against his warmth for a few blissful seconds while he presses a kiss to the crown of your head. "I'll be back in time for the party. I promise."

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"You won't be hurt." Minho murmurs beneath his breath, sitting beside you in the back of the expensive limousine, as you pull away from the chapel and toward his family estate.

You've only heard of its grandeur.

"I can't promise you affection, but you will be well taken care of."

You scoff and continue to stare out the window, because now that the wedding is over, you can feel the anger, the pain, threatening to well up and consume you.

"Exactly what a girl wants to hear from her new husband on her wedding day." You retort back sharply, and something in Minho's eyes flashes in response.

He takes in a deep, steeling breath and holds your angry gaze.

"It's all I can offer you." He says stiffly, turning from you finally to glance down at his phone, a clear dismissal. "And I would take it if I were you. You and I both know how dangerous this world can be."

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"Mommy, look!" Your daughter bounds across the large back garden and shoves a flower into your palm, and you glance down at it with a smile.

"Oh, that's pretty!" You remark, reaching out to tousle her long, dark hair, the same color as Minho's. "Where did you get this?"

She motions over her shoulder with bright eyes and a grin. "Over in the flower bed! By the tree!"

You laugh and put a finger to your lips, carefully tucking the yellow flower behind her ear. "Let's keep that our little secret, hm? I don't think Uncle Felix will take well to us tearing up his carefully curated flowers. Not when it took him so long to convince daddy to let him plant them in the first place."

Your daughter nods seriously and sits down on the bench beside you, swinging her legs as she idly observes the garden.

"Where is Uncle Felix?"

"He had to go out of town with daddy." You remark absently, smoothing a hand over her long hair as you glance over to the tree line. "Where's SuSu?"

Your daughter instantly becomes alert, leaping up from the bench and running across the garden to where she was last playing, calling for the dog.

"Suwon! Suwon! Here boy! C'mere!"

You smile and shake your head as, after a brief second, the large dark doberman appears from the trees, bounding happily toward your daughter, nub of a tail wagging wildly.

He's a good guard dog, a great one even, but the moment you had had Yeong-Ja, he had become a softie for the little girl, sticking beside her like glue, keeping her safe, but playing with her when the times called for it.

You were grateful for the loyal dog whenever Minho had to be away.

Yeong-Ja runs back over once more, Suwon close on her heels, and you stroke the large dog's head when he rests it briefly in your lap, looking up at you with bright eyes, your fingers playing with the thick, spiked collar he wears around his neck.

"Well." You stand up, grabbing Yeong-Ja's hand. "Shall we go ask cook what's for dinner?"

She nods eagerly, and you laugh, tugging her toward the house with you, Suwon trotting happily along behind.

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The floor creaks behind you and you whirl, gun pulled from the bedside drawer, cocked and ready, held in front of you.

Minho stands in the doorway, his hands in his suit pockets, a look of tired resignation on his face.

It takes you longer than you care to admit to lower the gun.

"Can we just exchange three words without you pulling a gun on me?" He asks with slight amusement, taking a step into the room as you eye him warily.

It's been three months-three months since your father had given you to Minho and his gang, three months since the emotionless wedding, three months since you moved into his ridiculously huge house.

Three months, and yet, you still felt your hackles instantly rise as soon as he enters the room.

You'd been adamant about having separate bedrooms, sleeping in separate beds, and up until this point, Minho had been compliant, but you didn't know how much longer that would last.

He was bound to snap and demand an heir soon-sooner rather than later.

"I have to go away." Minho remarks, staring out the window now, down onto the garden's below, his hands behind his back.

You watch him silently and he sighs, turning to glance back at you now.

"I'll leave someone here to keep you safe obviously, but I thought I owed you the courtesy of notifying you regardless."

"How kind of you." You spit out before you can stop yourself, and Minho's eyes narrow slightly.

He takes a step toward you.

"You don't have to like me, princess, but you do have to tolerate me. And when I return-"

"You'll want to share my bed." You finish for him, and something strange flashes across his expression before he gets it back under control.

"Yes."

You shrug and look away. "It doesn't matter to me. I knew the life I was chosen for long before it came to fruition."

Minho doesn't say anything else, and after a few moments, his footsteps leave the room.

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"Good night, jagi." You kiss your daughter's forehead and tuck the blanket up around her chin, before you walk to the door and flick off the light.

"Good night, mommy." She whispers back sleepily, already closing her eyes, as Suwon sighs heavily and rests his large head on the little girl's chest.

You smile to yourself and tiptoe from the room, leaving the door cracked in case the dog wants to let himself out in the middle of the night.

Your foot has barely hit the first stair, when the sound of the front door opening hits your ears, and you freeze, hands going white on the banister.

You look to the clock.

It's nearly midnight. And Minho had told you not to expect him or any of the men back until at least tomorrow.

Which means someone is in the house, someone who isn't supposed to be.

Slipping down the stairs to the second floor, you silently find the gun that is kept in the side table on the landing-Minho insists on keeping one in every drawer on every floor-and creep down a few more stairs, your eyes peeled against the darkness of the house, looking for any sign of the intruder.

The sound of a footstep from the main floor, and you raise the gun, holding it steadily in front of you as you descend, listening for another sound.

Another creak, closer this time, as you reach the bottom step.

You take in a steadying breath and turn, cocking the gun as you do so.

The light goes on in the foyer, and Minho is standing there, eyebrows arched and hands up as he realizes you're holding a loaded and ready gun in his face.

"Hello, darling."

You let out the breath you'd been holding since you first heard the door open, and drop the gun, un-readying it and tossing it on top of the chest of drawers against the wall before you throw your arms around your husband.

He chuckles, chin resting on the top of your head, and his fingers move up to stroke through your hair. "I guess I should know better than to try and sneak in this late at night without giving you warning."

You pull back to look up at him, trying to manifest a glare, but too happy to see him to do much. "Yes, you should. I could've shot you!"

Minho smirks, leaning over to kiss you, before he whispers softly against your lips, "Mmm. I love it when you talk dirty, baby."

You shove against him weakly, but he just laughs and pecks your lips once more before he pulls back, moving to finish unloosening his tie.

You realize there's blood speckling the front of his white shirt, and he must notice your gaze, because he says before you can ask, "It's not mine."

You feel relief sag your shoulders.

Minho smiles again, tugging you back up the stairs, the way you had come.

"But I could do with a long, hot bath regardless."

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"I'm not going to take something you're not willing to give."

You glance up from where you're lying in the huge king bed, picking at the expensive comforter, feeling more than a little exposed in the sleep set the maids had picked out before Minho arrived home.

It's little more than negligée.

He's staring at you, hands resting on the wooden footboard, knuckles white.

He's tense, cautious, unsure. You can read it in the stiffness of his shoulders, the flexing of his fingers against the wood.

You're surprised you know him well enough to pick all those signs out.

"Why?" You question back sharply, unable to control the slight anger in your tone, the confusion. "Others have."

Minho's eyes flash dangerously at your words, and you shrink, feeling sufficiently cowed.

But then his words drip from his lips laced in lethality, dangerous, and they're not directed at you.

"If you say the word, all you will have to do is tell me their names and I will hunt them all to the corners of the earth."

You stare at him, mouth slightly agape, and watch as he flexes and unflexes his fingers in harsh, angry movements.

Something inside of your chest picks up at his obvious fury over anyone mistreating you.

Without really thinking, you glance down at the blanket covering you, and then back up to Minho.

"Are you going to take your suit off?" You ask quietly, and it's as close to an acceptance invitation as you can get in the moment.

Minho stares at you for a second, and then slowly reaches up to unknot his tie.

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"I'm glad you're back." You admit softly, playing with the rings on Minho's fingers beneath the warm surface of the water, admiring the way the opalescent sheen of the bath oils reflects off his tan, scarred skin.

"Mmm." He hums in agreement, nuzzling his nose against your damp hair, breathing you in. "Me too."

"Yeong-Ja will be thrilled." You remark, leaning your head back against his shoulder to study him, a soft smile on your lips. "We didn't expect you till tomorrow."

"I know." He glances down at you, his expression softening as his eyes meet your own, and he lets out a rueful little laugh. "I've gotten soft in my old age. I used to live for the thrill of taking care of things myself, but now I just count down the minutes till I can return home to the two of you."

"Careful, Boss Lee." You tease, reaching up to push damp hair off his brow, admiring the perfect slope of his nose. Yeong-Ja had gotten the same one. "Someone will hear you talking about being weak and scheme to take you out."

Minho leans over to press a kiss to your mouth. "Never." He growls playfully, and you laugh.

Sinking down beneath the warm water, you bask in his presence for a few minutes in silence, playing idly with his fingers where they rest on your thighs, and then you ask quietly, "Did everything go alright?"

Minho sighs and rests his chin heavily on top of your head. "As well as could be expected. We had to put a few of the transfer drivers back in line, but nothing we couldn't handle."

You snuggle closer to him, pressing a kiss to his arm. "Good. I'm glad."

Minho makes a noise of agreement in his throat and presses a kiss to the crown of your head.

"Me too."

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It's taken six months for Minho to finally trust you enough to let you be part of his meetings.

Six months, and you're now standing behind his chair silently, trying to keep track of all the plans, as the men at the large table in front of you argue over their next move.

"No way in hell that'll work." Changbin declares, crossing his broad arms over his chest and glaring Hyunjin down across the table. "It just won't."

"It's better than anything you've come up with." Hyunjin argues back, and Jisung rolls his eyes, sliding a map across the table to Seungmin.

"Min, try and decode where they're gonna buy next while these two dumbasses argue?"

Seungmin nods silently and begins to type away on his laptop.

"We don't know that they won't double back like they've done before-and then, if we're waiting on the route down-"

"That's dumb as fuck! Listen to yourself, man!"

"If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god."

"Okay, okay." Minho booms, and everyone goes silent, looking to their leader.

You have to give it to him. He knows how to command a room.

"We've got the beginnings of a solid plan." Your husband announces, pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes for a brief moment, as if he's fighting a headache. "Let's work from there and see where it takes us."

Everyone nods silently, and the men start to push back from the table, leaving the room.

Minho sighs, leaning his elbows on the large meeting table, and you try to resist the urge to go to him, to help, but your body doesn't listen to you, and you find yourself stepping forward, tentatively putting a hand on one of his shoulders.

"I'm sorry." You say quietly, and Minho turns to stare at you curiously.

"Whatever for, princess?"

You glance away, your cheeks red. "I'm sure you're stressed. My father is breathing down your neck, and now there's this problem with the shipments, and I haven't become pregnant-"

Minho's gaze hardens slightly. "You never need to apologize for things you can't control. Not to me."

You stare at him, mouth agape.

"I don't know if your father made you do that for him-knowing the bastard, I'm sure he did-but you don't ever have to grovel at my feet for mistakes that are not your own, princess."

Something warm and truthful settles over your body at his words.

Minho turns back to the plans laid across the table, a slight smile pulling at his lips now.

"But if you have any bright ideas for what the fuck I should do here, I'm all ears."

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"Remember when you gave me Suwon for the first birthday of mine that we ever spent together?" You ask Minho, watching your daughter play happily in the garden with the dog in question and some of her new birthday gifts.

Minho chuckles, his arm around you, as he glances over at you with a smirk. "Of course I remember. I hated him for the first year and a half."

"You did not!" You protest, ribbing him in the side, even as he laughs and pins your hand between the two of you easily. "You just put up a front."

Minho rolls his eyes good naturedly. "That dog shit on our carpet and ruined more shoes than I could count."

"He was a puppy!" You complain, but you're biting back a smile.

"A very expensive puppy, who ruined very expensive shoes." Minho retorts right back, an amused look in his dark eyes.

"Yeah, yeah." You wave him away, sniffing and turning to watch Yeong-Ja put a sun hat on the long suffering dog trying to nap beside her in the shade. "But he's a good dog now. You have to admit."

"Maybe." Minho remarks idly, gaze going to your daughter and the dog beneath the tree. "Yeong-Ja loves the damn mutt, and that's good enough for me."

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Felix finds you first after the maids had mentioned not seeing you all day, curled up in the middle of the bed, sobbing silently.

Minho had been away on some business, but the minute Felix called him, he made it home in record time.

When he bursts through the bedroom door not twenty minutes later, you can't even bring yourself to look at him, curled beneath the comforter, your arms wrapped around your middle.

Felix hadn't touched you, he hadn't dared, but he'd stayed at the side of the bed until Minho arrived.

"Don't touch her." Minho commands almost wildly and Felix steps back, holding his hands up in obvious compliance.

"Call a doctor." He barks out at the retreating man, and Felix leaves the room without another word.

The bed sinks under Minho's weight, and you shuffle further beneath the safety of the blankets.

"Princess. Look at me."

You hesitate, but do as he says, and Minho's feral expression of worry softens slightly as your teary gaze falls on his.

Immediately, the walls you've been building up crumble, and you're crying again.

"I'm so sorry, Minho. I don't know what happened-"

Minho doesn't even bother shucking off his shoes or his suit coat, he slides into the bed beside you, beneath the cover of the blankets, and tugs you into his arms, stroking your hair methodically as you continue to sob.

"It's okay, baby, it's okay."

"But there's so much blood-" You whimper out, and you don't dare to look beneath the blanket for fear of what you'll see.

"I know." Minho soothes, brushing the hair back from your forehead, as he presses a kiss against the crown of your head. "But the doctor will be here soon."

"Minho, the baby, I swear I didn't know, I swear it-" You're hysterical now, and everything hurts-your body, your mind, your soul-and Minho is there, strong and steady, stroking your hair, tugging you against his chest, whispering reassurances.

"I know, baby. It's okay. It's going to be okay."

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You're sitting in the kitchen, watching Minho help Yeong-Ja make pancakes, when it hits you.

This life is nothing like what you thought it'd be.

And yet, its more than perfect.

Yeong-Ja laughs as Minho swipes batter across the tip of her nose, and Suwon excitedly barks around their feet, begging for scraps and happy to be included.

Minho glances over to you across your daughter's head, and gives you a wink.

He was right. It all turned out okay.

And in this moment, you're thankful that nothing ever worked out as planned.

It's even better.

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howlingday · 2 months

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I've recently played Slay the Princess lately, and have decided to give Jaune the ultimate technique - The Look(tm)

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Jaune, panting heavily: Boy's... It's been a good run.

Sun, also panting heavily: Come on now, we're all still breathing man. We got this!

Oscar: Yeah..! We just gotta keep our heads held high, and we can see tommorow!

Ren: Agreed

Salem: Gone mad have you? Don't worry, your deaths shall be swift.

Jaune: No, it's not that. I got one more trick up my sleeve.

Salem: Oh?

Sun: "One more trick"...? Wait-

Oscar: No, you mustn't!

Ren: You don't know what might happen of you use that!

Salem: I suggest listening to your allies fool, lest you wish to die tired.

Jaune: Sorry guys, but I gotta try. I'll see you on the other side. *Flashes Salem The Look(tm)*

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Voice of the Knight: The Look?

Voice of the Ninja: The Look. We've all used it.

Voice of the Stowaway: Yeah, do you not know about The Look?

Voice of the Farmer: Even I know about The Look.

Ugh... Jaune flashes The Witch The Look. ...and a rosy blush rushes to The Witch's cheeks as she breaks into a wide grin. Unbelievable.

The Witch: Oh, is that how it is? Yeah, okay. I feel that. I like you, too. Neat!

Voice of the Stowaway: I'll be damned. This is actually going to work, isn't it?

The Witch: I'm still going to kill you, but now we can both enjoy a mutual, romantic subtext to the murder.

Voice of the Knight: Or not.

Voice of the Farmer: At least she likes us. I've never been liked before.

Blush still glowing in her cheeks, The Witch closes the distance between you, blades flashing. She skewers you.

Voice of the Knight: Ow.

#submission #my submissions #salem #jaune arc #sun wukong #oscar pine #lie ren #slay the princess

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web-novel-polls · 3 months

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Favorite Web Novel Quotes Submissions

⚠️ Submissions are now CLOSED ⚠️

Rules:

Must be from a web novel; genre doesn't matter

Please write or link to the quote in-full. However it's written will be copied & pasted to the tournament, so if there's a type, that's how it will be shown unless I know the quote to fix it

If it was said aloud by or notably attributed to a character, please include the name of the character that said it. If it was only written in the web novel itself, the title of the novel is sufficient.

Tag: #webnovel quotes tournament

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firyfox · 2 years

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Submission from @astrenam :

"We got official bkdk engagement rings"

So true 💖 the amount of bkdk official rings is very 💅🏼💅🏼💅🏼

#submission #bakudeku #bkdk #dechan #izuku midoriya #katsuki bakugo #katsudeku #my submissions

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leviackermanscleaningbuddy · 6 months

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Hi! Do you have any good abo ot8 skz fic recommendations? Thank you!

I have quite a few great skz!abo recs, but not a whole lot of ot8.

Here's a few I absolutely loved though and reread often!

And they called it puppy love by kyunteez

Throw me to the wolves by sunstorms

Skz omegaverse by 8bitskeleton

Terms and Conditions Apply by hwangism

Hoodie Season, Adopt don't shop by catsonthewindowsill

#skz #stray kids #stay #skz omegaverse #skz abo #recs #ao3 #fic recs #ot8 #inbox #reply #ask #moots #mutuals #anon #anonymous #sweet nonnie #my submissions #submission #links

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howlingday · 2 months

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Ruby: Hey Weiss? Do you know where Yang put my cookies? They aren't in my stash.

Weiss, sipping tea: I saw her put them in the pantry.

Ruby: Thanks. Also, do you know where her & Blake are at? I haven't seen them since this morning- *Opens the pantry door, sees Blake & Yang making out, & slams the door shut*

Weiss: ... In the pantry.

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Ruby: ...I won't tell Dad if you give me my cookies.

Yang: ...Deal. (Hands cookies)

Ruby: (Slams pantry door shut)

Weiss: Is your dad against Yang dating girls?

Ruby: No, he's just against us dating in general. We're not allowed until we're thirty, he says.

Weiss: Really?

Ruby: Yup. But you know who doesn't know AND isn't Dad? HEY, UNCLE QROW~!

#submission #my submissions #rwby #rwby shitpost #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #bmblb

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howlingday · 4 months

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Salem: Ahh, so you've finally arrived - What the hell are all of you wearing?

RWBYJNPR, in the wildest clothing one could imagine: Our asskicking outfits, bitch!

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Ruby - Dressed up a soul reaper from Bleach because it boosts evasion.

Weiss - Dressed like Silver Chariot from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure for boosted defense.

Blake - Dressed like Kiba Inazuka from Naruto for a boost in agility and teamwork.

Yang - Dressed like Wonder Woman from DC because Blake finds it hot even though it greatly reduces her stats.

Jaune - Dressed like a guy Pyrrha because sad reasons and also a small boost in his aura.

Nora - Dressed up like Thor from God of War for boost in offense despite being completely indecent while wearing it.

Pyrrha - Dressed up like Jaune for solidarity and so she can fight with him in spirit.

Oscar - Dressed like Ozpin to aggro Salem.

Ren - Dressed normally except for a silly hat because it makes Nora smile and maxes out his stamina.

#submission #rwby #my submissions #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #jaune arc #nora valkyrie #lie ren #pyrrha nikos #oscar pine #prozd #salem

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leviackermanscleaningbuddy · 4 months

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Okay but like when the pack is ready for pups, imagine that someone who wants to bear pups has a really hard time getting pregnant. So when they do it’s their little miracle baby. But miracle baby also becomes their preemie baby (like a month early) and they all create a little schedule so someone is always there with the pup. As emotionally taxing as it probably is, imagine all the alphas each waiting there to rock the baby and have some skin to skin. There’s so many pictures of both pup and parents asleep in the rocker.

And since the pup is so used to it, the skin to skin sleeping continues as they gradually try to wean the pup off it so everyone can get good sleep. But if that kid is crying, Chan is the first one up and scoops them into his arms.

#submission #nikki #you've done it again.#I wasn't prepared to cry this early in th emorning.#this is so fucking cute #and so fucking spot on #inbox #reply #ask #moots #mutuals #my submissions #skz #stray kids #stay #skz!pack #pack!pups

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howlingday · 10 months

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@astromechdroida5z5

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Jaune: (Running to Ruby, Wrestling for gun) RUBY! NO!

#rwby #my submissions #ruby rose #lancaster #jaune arc

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howlingday · 8 months

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I did some quick research and found that orcas and these shark species prey on dolphins. I gave you the materials, make your art my incredible artist! (great whites, tiger sharks, and bull sharks)

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Pyrrha: Is he okay?

Weiss: He's... He's still sleeping right now. What happened to him would put anyone down like this.

Yang: Yeah, and when do we go after the guys who did this?

Weiss: Never.

Yang: Weiss-

Weiss: No. We are not "rounding up a posse" just to get even with my brother. And it's not like it would solve anything if we did.

Blake: What do we do then?

Ruby: ...We wait.

Yang: Ruby?

Ruby: Jaune's getting his sleep, right? So I say we just let him sleep and wait for his plan.

Blake: That's assuming he has any.

Pyrrha : He does. Jaune always has a plan.

Weiss: ...

Nora: Who wants snaaaaacks~?

Yang: Whoa! That's a lot of chips and drinks!

Nora: Mhm! And it's all thanks to our fearless leader~!

Yang: What do you m-

Ren: Nora stole his wallet.

Nora: Ren! That is so not true!

Nora: I borrowed his wallet. I stole his lien~!

Elsewhere...

Mama Arc: (Humming happily) Oh! (Winces) Cut myself again. I better wash it before it gets infected. (Blood pools on her finger, Drips into sink water)

Papa Arc: (Wakes up from the couch) Huh... Musta dozed off.

Elsewhere, elsewhere...

Saphron: (Flinches) What was that? (Shivers) I'm probably working too hard. I wonder if that cute tech support girl is working as hard as me right now~?

Elsewhere, elsewhere, elsewhere...

Whitley: I have delivered the message, father.

Jacques: Mm, very well.

Whitley: ...

Jacques: That will be all.

Whitley: Er, father, perhaps I deserve some... praise for my efforts?

Jacques: For doing what is expected of you? Because you did what I asked? Come now, Whitley; praise that is asked is seldom praise that is earned.

Whitley: Yes, father.

Jacques: And don't think I didn't notice how much your funds have dipped within the last hour. You had better hope it was a worthy investment.

Whitley: I believe it was, father.

Jacques: You had better prove it then.

Else- Where?

Where am I? I can't see. It's too dark. But... Why don't I feel worried? Why aren't I scared? Am I supposed to be here? Everything feels heavy, like I'm stuck in the mud. And still, I'm not scared. I'm not...

I'm not alone.

Where else?

Jaune: (Stirs)

Yang: Look! He's waking up!

Weiss: Jaune!

Nora: Jaune did it, I swear!

Jaune: Wh-What... Mngh...

Pyrrha: Take it easy, Jaune. You lost a lot of aura. Something that should take at least three days of rest.

Ren: And yet he made it in just six hours.

Nora: Jaune did it!

Jaune: I got jumped by some kid with pointy teeth. Who was he?

Weiss: He's... He's not important. What is important is that you're okay.

Jaune: (Chuckles) You make it sound like you really care about-

Weiss: ...

Jaune: Have you been crying?

Weiss: (Looks away) No, I haven't.

Ruby: She has, Jaune. And she didn't leave your side for a minute!

Weiss: R-Ruby?!

Ruby: What? It's true?

Jaune: (Smiles) Thanks, Weiss. I appreciate it.

Weiss: (Blushes) Excuse me! (Storms off)

Yang: Alright, alright, so what's the plan, Vomit Boy?

Jaune: Plan?

Ruby: Yeah! The plan to get back at the kid who beat you up!

Jaune: Uh...

Nora: I say we hire an octopus, a squid, and a bunch of mackerel to gang up on him! Show him how it feels!

Jaune: How it feels..?

Blake: School.

Nora: What the school doesn't know won't hurt 'em.

Ren: Nora, there's a camera right there.

Nora: ...Uh-huh. (Hides lips, Whispers) Maybe it's only the watching kind, and not the listening kind?

Blake: A group of fish is called a school.

Jaune: I don't know what you guys are talking about. I'm not going after him.

Yang: What?! You just got pounded into the dirt by a gang, and you don't want to get even?! Where's your shark pride, man?!

Jaune: I'm not a shark, though. I'm just a person with shark-traits. And even if I wasn't, I'm not going to go looking for trouble where I don't need to.

Nora: Aw... No posse?

Jaune: (Chuckles) No posse, Nora. Besides, I thought you guys knew by now. I'm a lover, not a fighter!

Ruby: ...Okay, but if you did run into him?

Jaune: Well, maybe, but I'm not going out of my way for it. Him and his guys got me good once, and so long as you guys are safe and sound, I don't have a reason to start another fight.

Yang: I swear, it's like you don't have a mean bone in your body.

Ruby: He doesn't. Just ask Cardin.

Yang: Huh? What do you mean?

Jaune: Yeah, and how do you know about what happened with Cardin?

Ruby: Uh... W-Well...?

Blake: (Walks out, Turns from door, Stops) You know, you could probably hear him better from inside.

Weiss: ...

Blake: You never told us why your brother attacked Jaune. In fact, I don't think he even knows you're related. Is there something you aren't telling us?

Weiss: I told all of you everything you needed to know.

Blake: And what if we need to know more?

Weiss: ...

Blake: I won't push you, but you know that if you're in trouble, you can count on us, right?

Weiss: ...I'll tell you, but... not right now.

Blake: Mm. I'll leave you to it, then.

Jaune: YOU SPENT HOW MUCH ON SNACKS?!

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howlingday · 8 months

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Ren: Hey Jaune?

Jaune: Yeah?

Ren: You've said that your parents didn't want you to become a huntsman, right? Why is that?

Jaune: To quote my mom - "I've already lost two to the damned Grimm, I won't lose another. Plus, who's going to give me 14 grandkids?"

Ren: Oh, i'm sorry for your loss.

(The implication here is that there were 9 Arc kids, not 7)

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Technically, 10, since it's 8, but I see what you mean.

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Nora: What were your sisters like?

Ren: Nora, it might be a sore subject for him.

Nora: Which is why I'm asking. So, Jaune, tell us about them dead sisters!

Pyrrha: Nora!

Jaune: It's okay, Pyrrha. My oldest sisters were Kassandra and Polly.

Nora: Who was older?

Jaune: Kassie by a few minutes, but Polly said she was everyone's favorite. Really liked to prove it, too.

Jaune: She used to do this game where she'd ask me who I loved more. I never could decide, so she would say, "That means you love me so much, we're both your favorite by default!"

Nora: Sounds like she had an ego on her.

Jaune: Well, she was basing this on the words of a three-year-old me.

Ren: How did your other sister take it?

Jaune: Kassie was a lot more humble. She was supposed to take over the farm when her Huntress license expired.

Pyrrha: What happened?

Jaune: I don't know. Some huntsmen went to investigate, but all they found were signs of a fight with Grimm and broken pieces of their weapons, Gem and Mini.

Ren: I'm sorry to hear that, Jaune.

Pyrrha: Um, how old were you when they...

Nora: Bit the dust?

Pyrrha: I was going to say passed.

Jaune: I think I was about 8. (Chuckles) Sometimes I'd call Vi and Indy their names by accident. But... there's a part of me, some small part that tells me they're alive. (Sighs) But that's probably just wishful thinking.

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leviackermanscleaningbuddy · 9 months

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For #ask the pack, first off not an ask but, I ABSOLUTELY CANNOT wait to see how innie joins the pack I’ve missed baby bread so much in the prequel. My ask is, without spoiling too much of the prequel, what was everyone’s moment where they knew they were in love with the rest of the pack? Like what was the thing that made you go “yep this is where I want to be for the rest of my life”.

"Umm, I don't think I really had a specific moment." Chan muses, thinking hard. "I knew for sure when Changbin showed me a picture of Hyunjin and (Y/N) that I had to meet and get to know them for some reason, but after that, I felt like it was all just a collection of small moments strung together for me? Like pieces of a puzzle finally coming together to form the big picture as we kept adding more members."

"Which made sense you felt that way when we discovered you were head alpha." Seungmin points out.

"I think for me, a big point of cementing my surety-especially about Chan-was when Felix had his heat and Hyunjin cycled at the same time, and I really got to see him for the first time in a sort of pack setting." You glance to Chan and give him a half smile. "I had already accepted the current members as pack, my wolf was sure, but watching Chan take care of and be careful with my packmates, that kinda helped finished settling things for me."

"I was happy with just (Y/N) and Hyunjin, I'll be honest." Changbin shrugs, arching a brow. "My alpha wasn't telling me anything big was missing or whatever. And then we met Jisung, and I kind of had this epiphany of "oh, we can just add to the love, not take away from it.'"

"And when he met Seungmin, he was a goner." Hyunjin teases, elbowing the alpha.

"Yeah, but that wasn't the point that did it I don't think." Changbin protests. "When it really hit me that I was in deep shit was when (Y/N) had her rut without us here."

"Ah yes." Minho smirks. "The cabin. Good times."

"Shut up." Changbin throws him a glare.

Minho smirks and settles back into the couch, unbothered. "I hated all of you at first, it's not a secret. I was all in for Jisungie, and I didn't want to let anyone in and see him get hurt."

"However-" He sighs, rolling his eyes. "The more time he spent with you, the more I saw his light return, and I knew, when he told me how much he loved all of you, I'd have to accept it. And then I watched you all take care of him, and I-"

"Fell in love with us." Hyunjin finishes teasingly with a triumphant smirk in the alpha's direction.

"Twenty minutes, Hwang Hyunjin." Minho threatens, but it doesn't hold his usual bite.

"I was head over heels the moment I accidentally ran into (Y/N) and Hyunjin in the lab." Jisung grins, winking at you theatrically. "And then they introduced me to Changbin, and I legitimately had dreams for days about him bench pressing me naked. I'm a sucker for pretty people. The ability to love me for who I am and help me through my moments of panic is just a bonus."

"I'm way too logical to ever let myself have a head over heels moment.' Seungmin interrupts their bickering, his expression serious. "I had to work my way through all the complex emotions starting with Changbin, and it took me a long time to admit to myself that biology had finally bested me when it came to the pack."

"Romantic." Jisung snorts, narrowly avoiding a well placed elbow from the other beta.

"It's cliche, but the moment I knew I would stay forever was when Felix joined us all, and everything suddenly felt like it was right where it needed to be." Hyunjin admits, glancing to the other omega with affection. "The icing on the cake was everyone else obviously."

"My moment was the same." Felix agrees with a nod. "Though I agree with noona, the first heat I ever spent with the pack was an important turning stone for me."

"I didn't know if I'd have a moment." Jeongin admits. "But then my presentation happened and watching how everyone came together to protect me and help me and guide me, well-" He shrugs sheepishly and Felix hugs him. "-I kinda liked that feeling."

"God, you're all being so sappy." Jisung complains teasingly, dramatically slumping on the couch between Seungmin and Changbin. "Let's just go back to fighting, please."

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