#not super confident about this one fellas

[prettyoatmeal]

Confessing Feelings (König x Reader)

First tumblr post since years of being inactive and I’ve grown a real liking towards these fellas. They’re my baby girls ❤️❤️ Reader is GN and smaller-hinted (about 5'2-5'7). Sorry future me for horny posting.

WARNINGS: Very slight mentions of death but very tame. Overall fluff

SUMMARY: You confess your feelings to König in a dangerous situation and you don't want to go out without finally telling him how you feel. He feels the same and asks you out.

Word Count: 813

Masterlist here!

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König was a real gentle giant; it was no secret. Or well not to you at least. Being part of KorTac for a while now, you’ve gotten to know the Austrian military man over the time you’ve spent together. You were very intimidated by him at first, both because of his height and his build. Anyone would be if they saw a ripped 6’10 man in uniform with a hood covering his entire face and only his eyes able to stare down into your soul.

He was very timid with you at first as well due to his social anxiety, poor boy doesn’t have those confident friend-making skills. Long story short, you two were both afraid of talking to each other. You were scared of him, and he was scared of you. Though, you two were once paired together and had to look after each other. You’d finally built up the courage to crack a joke about the situation you were found yourself in, and then you two slowly started chatting both in and outside of missions.

He was charmed by your outgoing nature by the time you two were regularly talking, and he’d become attached. Super attached. You'd often be the one talking and he'd be the one doing the listening. But he didn't complain. He couldn't complain. He loved, loved, LOVED hearing you talk, finding the biggest comfort in your voice.

This wasn’t to say you hadn’t grown a fond of him either, realising how you two clicked instantly, you knew you’ve made a lifelong friend (eventual boyfriend, and maybe even husband, who knows?). If you two were on missions together, he'd never let you out if his sight. And if you weren’t on missions, you two would be inseparable anyway, always together, to the point of even creating little pet names for each other; him calling you Mous, and you calling him Bear. You two slowly started building those strong feelings for each other but neither of you wanted to admit it, valuing you guys’ friendship (and jobs) too high to lose.

You finally mustered up the courage to tell him you like him in a life or death situation on one of your missions. Finding yourselves in immediate danger, you didn't want to go out without telling him.

“I like you. A lot. As a crush.” You would whisper out, not knowing if it’s like last time you two will ever see each other again.

“… scheiße…” he’d reply to you in a low growl, causing your stomach to drop as you instantly figured he didn't feel the same. Though in reality, his gears were turning and he was preparing himself to grab you by the waist and sprint to safety with you in his arms.

The moment you two were back at safety, the adrenaline slowly wearing off, he asked you,

“Do you really, (Y/N)?” And you’d nod, looking down and feeling ashamed for developing such a crush on technically a co-workers. It was at that time when you’d felt the most vulnerable in your entire life as the beast of a man stood above you, his dark eyes looking straight down at you.

He thought his heart would beat out of his chest, taking his gloved hand and placing a finger under your chin to make you look up at him. Of course you two were both nervous out of your mind. Your eyes scattered as your knees went a little weak from that gesture alone before your eyes finally fixed themselves onto König's. You could now tell by the little squint in his eyes was that he was smiling widely under the hood. And by pulling it just enough to reveal his lips, he gained that little burst of confidence to lean down and place a small kiss onto your lips. All the worries and nerves calmed themselves as your lips moved in unison.

He was always scared to touch you, knowing how small and fragile you are compared to him. He'd slapped you on the back once after a successful mission like he would with the other boys. The difference is that they have that butt load of extra muscle mass to keep them grounded. The boys were massive, you were not. The 'harmless' slap caused you to jolt forward, almost losing your balance and giving him the biggest scare of his life. After that, he'd refuse to ever lay a hand on you, afraid of his own strength and hurting you any further. Only in specific situations would he ever touch you. This was one of those situations.

Pulling away from the kiss, König lets out a shy giggle as the burst of confidence in him slowly flying away and going back to his more timid, shy self.

"So, uh.. you free after we get back day after tomorrow, Mous?"

Yes. Yes, you were.

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Hello there. Sorry this was an impulse post I whipped up in like 15 minutes. This is not proof read so please ignore any grammar or spelling mistakes.

#könig headcanons #cod mw2 #könig mw2 #könig cod #call of duty #konig cod #Konig mw2 #Konig x reader #König x reader #König imagines #Konig imagines #mw2 x reader #Konig fluff #König fluff

[playroom-sekaii]

Mikudemy agere au - Solid Heart Class headcanons!

-I don't know really know how else to word this, but grumpy babies. Pouty little fellas. Some of them have a hard time not feeling too embarrassed to let themselves slip, and a lot of them are the sorts of little ones to be very insistent about the fact they're big kids, thank you very much! Thankfully Kaito's up there as one of the best CGs out of the Virtual Singers, he's amazing at helping more nervous and hesitant tiny ones feel comfortable being as small as they need to be.

-Shiho doesn't regress as much as some of the others do, but her age range when she does is around 2-5. A relatively quiet little one, let her play one of her pet raising games or watch one of her comfort shows (any little kid shows with music make her feel small almost instantly, stuff like Jack's Big Music Show for example) with a paci and a plushie and she'll be content. Quite embarrassed about being small, but she's most comfortable with the rest of Leo/need and Shizuku, put her with one of them and she'll be very cuddly and clingy when compared to her usual self. While one may not expect her to be a good caregiver, she's actually really good at the job, once little ones warm up to her they absolutely adore her!

-Airi's a confident and somewhat hyper little one, normally regressing to around 4-7 years old. Super girly, absolutely loves coloring and playing dress-up, though she also loves running around and playing games with the others. Most comfortable being small around the other MORE MORE JUMP! members and Ena, though she feels oddly okay with being little with Akito as well. Her experience being an older sister makes her quite a good caregiver, alongside her experience on children's shows, she's amazing at taking care of regressors and making them smile!

-Akito has a somewhat large age range, about 2-7, though he's typically not much younger than four unless something bad's happened. Somewhat of a mischievous or pouty small one, but he feels especially happy when he's allowed to play or sing, and while he's a bit embarrassed by it, it he very much enjoys getting attention (he's a clingy little guy that will never admit he's anything but an independent big kid). If he's small he's practically bonded to Toya like glue, though he's okay with being with the other Vivid BAD SQUAD members or Ena if need be. He's a decent caregiver, while it may not seem like it little guys tend to think he's quite fun and cool, if a bit silly.

-Nene's probably the calmest of this class's kids, usually slipping to about 3-4. Very sleepy little thing, usually content to play simple video games or watch movies. Still can be a bit pouty at times, but all in all she's the most chill of the Solid Heart kiddos. Tries to act like she's okay with being alone, but let her be with Rui or the rest of WxS and she will be quite the happy little one. A bit nervous with being a caregiver, and she may not be the best at it sometimes, but she can be quite gentle and caring with smalls when it matters, they like her :)

-Ena also isn't the most frequent regressor, though she does do so every once in a while, normally to ~3-4. Probably the closest to a brat this class has, a grumpy small one who gets annoyed or frustrated easily. However, she can be cheered up somewhat easily as well, especially when she's allowed to draw or do other artistic things. Obviously most comfortable with Nightcord while little, though she also likes being with Airi and Akito, though she'd never admit the latter. Actually a very good caregiver, deep down she truly does care about others, especially little ones.

-WxS's Kaito is probably the best CG in the school (alongside VBS Meiko), so he's a perfect fit to help with this group of little ones. He's incredibly caring and gentle with them, helping them feel comfortable with feeling little and taking care of them incredibly well. He's always willing to put on shows for or play with them, and he's quite good at cheering them up or breaking up "arguments". Since he was made from Tsukasa's feelings, he tends to take care of him often as well, either by visiting the Cautious Heart Class or bringing him to them (N25 Miku does the same for Mafuyu).

-Their class is somewhat rowdy and chaotic, with the more fiery personalities of it's students leading to "fights" every now and then, though the other students and the Virtual Singers are usually able to break them up quickly. A lot of the time the Shinonomes and Airi end up sticking together and playing, while the quieter Shiho and Nene are either on their own or with each other. The five of them do play games and such outside together often, or talk about their shared passions. Kaito tends to put together little activities for the class he's "in charge" of to do together, and even if they say they're silly they truly do enjoy them.

-One of the main sources of tensions within this class are the Shinonomes, their squabbles happening near-daily. They end up bickering over somewhat silly things often, and Kaito or Airi and Toya have to be brought in to help them reconcile (and stop yelling at each other-). Despite these things, they do truly love each other, taking care of each other when one of them is big, and playing with or comforting each other whenever they need it.

-The other classes are also trying to help these kids feel more comfortable with being small, though they will admit that they're handfuls sometimes when they are. They love taking care of them and making them happy, but if they start causing trouble they're not afraid to try to break things up or very lightly scold them (nothing too bad, they don't want to make them upset!)

#project sekai agere #shiho hinomori #airi momoi #akito shinonome #nene kusanagi #ena shinonome #kaito vocaloid #mine ♡ #mikudemy au ♡

[itspeanutlove]

So I'm just gonna scream at the void for a second about wicked phases in Mairimashita Iruma-Kun (and also We Are The Main Characters Of The Demon World). Spoilers BTW!

They're absolutely wild. I'm just gonna talk about the wicked phases of Iruma, Azz, Sabro, Goemon, Shaoron and Zom.

So, starting with Iruma. His wicked phase... isn't actually a wicked phase, it's artificial and caused by Ali-san. Irumean isn't evil but is more confident and we all know how cool both Irumean and Irumeani is. A thing to notice though is that in his 'wicked phase', Iruma's hair color is darker than usual. His eyes are also more slanty(?). Idk. Basically he looks different, so just remember this part cuz I'll go back to it later.

Azz and Sabro, I don't think they're super natural either(?). They were trained to go into the wicked phases and can be snapped out of it – also in Sabro's case he had pills and stuff to get into the wicked phase iirc. I don't think Azz has any changes in appearance during his wicked phase, but with Sabnock his hair turns black. Also remember this! :D

Goemon's case is really interesting too since he's the first one we see go into his wicked phase on screen. His true appearance can be seen when his silver coat flies up - maybe cuz it got all windy? Just a theory but maybe the wind got all out of control when it was his wicked phase, since it was mentioned that wind was his family's specialty.

Now, finally, for the fellas from the spinoff.

Shaoron's just kinda a troll in his wicked phase. It's pretty funny. Also, he has eyebags or something? Anyways, not much to note aside from how it's interesting that he kinda riles people up at that state and his bloodline ability is 'Hate Eater' (does exactly what you think it does).

For Zom, he's the most interesting one of the bunch. Why? Because of his tail!

IIRC, he's the only one whose wicked phase can be stopped just like that (without training I assume). Since for Azz and presumably Sabro, they've got training and have a 'safe word' to snap them back to normal (Iruma is Azz's safeword 🥺) while all someone has to do to snap Zom back to normal is extinguish the fire on his tail. Which admittedly is easier said than done since he actively throws explosives at you.

This little feature makes for a nice 'chicken or the egg' paradox too. I think. Since it goes on fire if he's in his wicked phase... If he's normal and it gets lit on fire does he go into his wicked phase? Or does he just explode?

Also Zom's family has got to have amazing lawyers. From the last time Zom got a wicked phase (from one panel from the time Shaoron was in his phase) he apparently snapped out of it and saw everything around him burned to rubble someone either extinguished the fire or he caused a kilometers wide radius of destruction. Also he revives?? And when revived, is back to normal?? That's absolutely wild.

So, remember the thing I told you to remember?

Iruma, Sabro, Shaoron and Zom's appearance changes during their wicked phases!

Though, Shaoron's appearance change is more minor with his eyebags and teeth being drawn differently, Iruma and Sabro have a whole hair color change. Their wicked phases aren't natural, so maybe that's why their appearance changes so radically?

Zom's the real outlier though. Come on man whats with that??? Im concerned for him- either way aside from the lit tail-fuse thingy there isn't really much of an appearance change. From the comment Shaoron made about Zom having a weird constitution (pics above), that's probably unusual in the demon world.

I might update this when chapter 151 of the spinoff releases.

Anyways that was my pointless 'theorizing' since none of my friends are really that into iruma. The spinoff isn't 100% canon probably but Nishi does 'proofread' it i think, so still a bit canon. Just thought it was neat to point out the differences

Thanks for spending ur precious time reading this barely put together thought process!

#mairimashita iruma kun spoilers #mairimashita! iruma kun #mairimashita iruma kun #welcome to demon school iruma kun #we are the main characters of the demon world #suzuki iruma #makai no shuyaku wa wareware da! #asmodeus alice #sabnock sabro #shaoron teufel #zom bombe

[vostok3-ka]

Hello!!! *throws these at you*

🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

🎲 ⇢ what stops you from writing more in your free time?

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

HELLO SADIE! Ahh, thank you so much for the questions, fella. Sorry for the late reply, it was Eid yesterday so I was so busy <3 (It was so fun!)

🕯️- I would have to say a solid 4. I do not enjoy reading back my work, I always cringe too hard, but the satisfaction of finding a little bit that is awkward and molding it into a better, much more seamless piece really strikes a chord on the satisfaction machine, and it's real nice. The only reason I gave it this low of a rating is really the inability to re-read my stuff. I wish I could do it without wanting to die in a hole, but alas! I cannot lmao.

🎲- Honestly, just lack of confidence and motivation. I always have a lot of ideas I really want to write about, and a lot of plots and directions I want my stories to take, but I don't have a lot of confidence, and then I just don't- write. I should probably gain a little bit more self-confidence with my writing, and then the words will probably flow well! Another reason is the fact that I do really struggle with getting the words down. I have the pictures in my head, but getting words to form those pictures down on paper (or screen) is incredibly difficult to do in a satisfying manner. I suppose I might be a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to writing in that I want my work to be perfect, which isn't really possible.

🍬- Oh boy I love these questions haha. Here is one that I think is somewhat controversial. I really appreciate the fact that in the panels of the show, they didn't change his name to The White Wolf. It sorta of, to me, shows that as much as he might not like it, he still was and till now is the Winter Soldier. Some people say that it isn't fair that Sam got his arc as Captain America and Bucky didn't get his transformation into the White Wolf, but I just- I don't know, I like the idea of him reclaiming the title Winter Soldier. He might try to run from it, or to hide his past, but in the end people still recognize him as the Winter Soldier, and people recognize Sam as the new Captain America. The show didn't show any parts of the White Wolf, and still showed how Bucky falls into his fighting stance easily and with grace. It shows the characters using the Winter Soldier title to advance in their mission, and it shows the fact that being the Winter Soldier is still a major playing factor in Bucky's life, whether it's the past coming back to haunt him, or the fact that he is still seen as a criminal (he IS a criminal that boy broke a terrorist out of prison and missed court mandated therapy LMAO). Idk, I just quite like it. I like the idea of Bucky realizing that he cannot escape his past, and that he can, even though he is the "former" Winter Soldier, he can still be good. Sort of like Natasha not giving up the title Black Widow even though she defected from the Red Room. Yeah. And I think that might be quite unpopular to some!

🔪- Oh one of the weirdest things I have had to research is veterinary medication and psychiatric treatments in the 1980s Soviet Union. I am still in the process of researching this for a current fic I am working on, but yeah. It's super absurd to me. It's such an odd topic, and it is incredibly difficult to find English source material, so I keep having to grind through texts with my A2 Russian and Google Translate haha. It's super interesting though, and in the process of this, I have fallen down several rabbit-holes including the common Soviet village house, Caucasian last name meanings and frequencies, and, my favourite, 80s Soviet music!

Thank you bunches for the ask, I had a lovely time thinking up the answers and writing them down!!! I hope you are having a lovely day/night!

#vostok answers #ask game

[bfdifan26]

i miss daddy long legs. i thinking about how between the hosts that r like super confident charismatic uncaring dudes n ones that are scary and unpredictable he’s just such a relaxed and understanding fella who takes the time to be gentle with his contestants and you can have a good conversation with even if his motivations are unclear and he never even mentioned what will happen if you win burner. i really do wonder if he willingly started the show on his own or is being ordered to do it by something else way inconceivable above roomy or even recovery cube. my main thing that’s like going for that theory / thought process is the buzzer alarm thing in episode 3 as well as the fact that it’s made very clear that burner (the show) is NOT the first time the realm has been utilised. for an object show? unsure. like of what specifically went down in there before the show began. i feel like maybe it’s not wrong to assume it probably ended a little bit messy and just did not go the best. roomy was Actually Afraid to go even a little bit deeper through the halls because of what she thought she might find

#i Love. i need to rewatch it soon its been way too long #burner

[kidddoz]

Maurice Headcanons!!

Maurice 20/08/1932 (Leo), 12 years old.

Half English (mom), half Italian (dad). I know he gets in so much trouble while visiting his nonna! Imagine a sunny Sunday and an old lady yelling "MAURIZIO!" because her grandson ate all the tomatoes that were going into the sauce for pasta.

His hair is controversial. His hair is parted in the middle, but before the island, it was super easy to brush it down and make it stay in its place. During and after the island, his hair goes BOOM, the fluffiness arrives, and it is impossible to make it stay in its place. The worst thing is that he doesn't care at all.

His dad is a marine biologist!! Whenever his dad is in another country, he brings Maurice souvenirs, mostly magazines and other things that he adores because he looks for original jokes in the humour section to tell at school. His humour is pretty much a mix between already-made jokes and ocean facts. He is also great at making up stories because of this.

He is an only child, and he is super spoiled. I would confidently say he has one of the most healthy relationships with both his parents. He's just a happy kid (maybe too happy).

In other conditions, Piggy and Maurice could have been besties. Maurice is a Physics nerd while Piggy's a Chemistry nerd, so they'd go to Piggy's aunt's sweet shop to do homework.

Related to that, he is super sweet-toothed. You can convince him to do everything if you are offering him something sweet. He had a lot of trouble on the island because the only mildly sweet things were fruits, and of course, he hates veggies and fruits. It was his hell.

During his teens, his humour grows darker and bitter, including making witty remarks now and then. It might seem he's fine after the island, but has a bunch of unhealthy coping mechanisms, such as using humour to the point of being horribly insensitive to others and even triggering other's traumatic events.

It is quite surprising seeing that he has no healthy coping mechanisms, even if he has a good family circle. That is because his parents, although being great caretakers, always push him to smile or not cry because those problems will eventually pass. I guess his issues derive mainly from repressed feelings and no space for him to digest trauma.

After coming back, he grows closer to Jack, which is super surprising for everyone. The thing is that Maurice leaves the choir once they're back in England but only keeps in touch with Jack, becoming a pen pal almost instantly and never losing contact. Jack doesn't mind this, he thinks Maurice is one of his most genuine friends, if not the only one.

Something inside him still needs closure about the island, so he keeps contact with everyone who was on the island incident, and I mean EVERYONE. He researches and sends a lot of letters to everyone. However, he maintains some distance from the littluns.

He might tend to develop a lot of addictions because of his constant need for short-term happiness. Enjoys gambling, alcohol and whatever that can entertain him.

During his late teens, he starts living in France and finds a job in a newspaper agency! He loves his job and found out that learning French is easy for him, so whenever he visits England, he is like, "Bonjour, fellas!".

Of course, he loves the French ladies or ladies in general. He's such a Casanova, or at least that's his mental image. Even if he's quite famous among the ladies, he never ends up with a girlfriend lol.

He loves the idea of being a reporter but has heard about the new stand-up comedy in America, and he is willing to try.

This is more of a theory than a headcanon, but I firmly believe Maurice's name is based on "Maurice, or the Fisher's Cot" from Mary Shelley. Please look it up because the whole story brings me to tears, but I think there are too many coincidences, and it reflects so well on Maurice's character.

#lotf #lord of the flies #lotf maurice #hes such a kinnie #tried to make this short bc most of these hc will end up in future fics

[vespertea]

Erlang Shen ! I'm playing with their dynamics some more and trying to get a feel for personality. We know that Erlang Shen is stronger than SWK, and I think this would be one of those dynamics where he isn't the same kind of "jeering" monkie king that he is with Macaque, who's weaker than him. I think SWK maybe has a genuine distaste for Erlang since he can't win against him. And SWK desires to be stronger, and more powerful, and is in his own world trying to be the very best (leaving Macaque behind). Erlang has a positive personality and still tries to get along with SWK, since business is just business. Maybe also doubles as a sort of babysitter to make sure the monkie king doesn't try the same tricks again..

For Macaque, since Erlang is strong but friendly, maybe they do alright together? I haven't thought about this one as much, but I do know that if Wukong sees them together, he only sees the bad. It's kind of funny, that Erlang is this hero who wants to rid the world of evil, but since he has stood in SWK's way time and time again, he's viewed as a villain. Macaque probably likes his dog, in his own tsundere way. SWK maybe would have an irrational fear of the goofy fella based on previous battles...

Maybe they're the kind of acquaintances (Shen & Macaque) that do things together because their mutual friend(s) asked them to. They don't like nor dislike one another, so they get along.

SWK and Erlang have the kind of relationship where one friend lets things go really easily and the other doesn't, and maybe they even have a competitive relationship where they always have to "be better" than the other (though I think Erlang Shen makes more fun of it, and SWK would take it more seriously). I feel bad making Wu look more like a grumpy monkie king, but I'm still thinking of positive points in their relationship..... uhhhhhhhhh

Oh, maybe the kind of story where the hero requests the help of the monkie king and his troupe, and he refuses... MK and Mei are immediately on board and have to talk Wu into going with them, and he reluctantly agrees but stays reserved away from shen while challenging him on everything. They go through their super cool and epic journey, have some bonding moments in between, maybe they fight again but it's out of bottled feelings, and then at the end of the journey they win together, and then SWK warms up to the half-blood and accepts that "Okay, I guess we can be friends" feeling. I think they could have been friends from the start if wukong was acting the way he did with Ao Kuang and Ne Zha (trying to be friendly, letting the past slide) but I think the reason he would act like THIS is because he lost to Erlang Shen. He didn't lose to Ne Zha, so he was confident in messing with him to get what he wanted. Same for most of his rivals. But since he lost to Shen, maybe it became something more dark, something that's a bit more .... resentful.

Idk, I'm still working on it lol.

#lego monkie kid #lmk macaque #lmk sun wukong #lego monkie king #lego monkey kid fanart #lego monkey kid oc #erlang shen #vesart

[watchyourdigits]

Falloutober Day One:

War Never Changes

I'm a little late to the party, but here's what I've got for day number one of Falloutober! The main fic for these two is Danse-centric, so I thought it'd be a fun challenge to rewrite the opening scene from Frankie's perspective this time. Enjoy~

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: mild sexual language, canon typical violence

Ship: Paldadin Danse x male Sole Survivor

"What's the plan here?"

Frankie rolled his eyes behind his gas mask, barely suppressing a groan. His newly acquired commanding officer had been, up until that very moment, the one calling the shots.

Why would Danse, an otherwise by-the-book kind of man, hand him the reins without warning? The question served as an obvious test; it wasn't as if this so-called 'Paladin' had been anything but wary of him thus far.

Now, facing down an unknown number of super mutants, he was suddenly leaving Frankie to figure out the best course of action.

He wouldn't know subtlety if it smacked him clean across his stupid, perfect face.

Frankie peered above the bushes they were squatting behind to get a better look at the camp. He did a quick visual scan of the place before pulling his head back down behind cover.

"I see three, but there's definitely more."

He tried to explain that his preferred method of sneak-attack wouldn't be as effective with super mutants as it would with human enemies, but the Paladin cut him off.

Typical.

Frankie tapped his fingers against his thigh impatiently as he was, once again, chastised for his manner of dress.

"You'd see better if you weren't wearing that ridiculous thing."

That tone of his was enough to make Frankie grimace. Despite his disarming good looks, Danse was proving no different than the military officials he served before the whole world went to shit. Society was functionally nonexistent and all Danse could seem to think about was arbitrary uniform codes.

Maybe you should just, I dunno, show him your ugly fuckin' mug? Then he'd get it.

He knew that was never truly an option, but it was nonetheless entertaining to imagine Danse's reaction to the grand reveal that he'd been on the receiving end of an unsightly facial disfigurement.

Deathclaws and power armor... Bad combo. Should probably warn him about that...

Frankie opted to ignore him, a momentous exercise of restraint on his behalf, the likes of which the Paladin would probably never be able to appreciate.

"It's not my favorite idea, but how's about you provide covering fire and I'll go in guns blazing?" he said confidently.

"I suppose it's not the worst plan in the world," Danse replied, shrugging his hulking, metal-clad shoulders, drawing an unseen smirk from Frankie at the sight of it. "You point, I shoot."

It was all too obvious that Danse didn't think he'd succeed. Frankie wasn't one to take such a challenge lightly. Hell, if a deathclaw and the literal end of the world couldn't take him down, he was practically invincible, right?

Frankie gave a smug smile behind his mask, clapping Danse on the shoulder.

"Good man. I'll see you on the other side."

He gave a quick two-finger salute, knowing damn well it was sure to piss Danse off to no end since it wasn't the classic Brotherhood salute he'd been taught. Just before he slid down the side of the hill, he caught a glimpse of Danse's face as expression changed to that of a man questioning his life choices.

He sure is somethin'... Guess this shit ain't so different from how it used to be, though. Murderin' everythin' in sight, dealing with annoying military bullshit… Annoying commanding officers with big ole cow eyes. Tryin' not to think about how good said commanding officer would look on his knees…

Frankie shook his head, trying to reel himself back in. He could dwell on his perversions later. Right now, he had to prove he was all he claimed and then some.

God, if you can hear me, just know that I think you're a real sick sonuvabitch.

"Two-hundred years on ice and a fella still can't catch a fuckin' break," he mumbled to himself.

He loaded his shotgun as he approached the first mutie he saw guarding the entrance to the camp. He noticed Frankie far too late.

Before the lumbering abomination could open his mouth to alert the others in his company, a laser fired from the hillside hit him square in the chest. He stumbled a little and Frankie finished him off with two shots to the head, whistling low.

He's a phenomenal shot, I'll give him that. Good timing, too.

Frankie took great delight in the easy flow of the battle. The mutants were slow to react, giving him ample time to sort out his strategy as he went. He made his way through the camp, drawing out his enemies toward the chaos and systematically taking them down, ducking behind cover to reload as Danse provided covering fire from above.

When things finally settled and the last of the super mutants fell, he allowed himself a moment to relish in the silence that rang in his ears. Frankie pulled up his mask just enough to spit on the ground, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

The mask fell back into place as he reached the entrance of the camp, giving a thumbs up in Danse's general direction. The Paladin was down the hill and standing before him within seconds.

"Great work up there," Frankie commended. He understood better than most the value in having a trained set of eyes looking out. "Good to know you've got my back."

Danse began removing the helmet of his power armor. Frankie felt a tug in his gut, firmly aware of the way his jaw hung open like an idiot upon watching him run a hand through that thick, dark hair of his. His mind began to wander as Danse's mouth moved, Frankie only barely hearing the words he spoke.

"Same to you, soldier. It's been a while since I've seen potential like that."

Danse sounded genuine about it, too. For half a second, Frankie found himself delusional enough to believe that perhaps he was flirting. With a subordinate, no less.

Just keep it casual, for once in your goddamn life. No sudden advances.

"I told you I had military experience," Frankie replied jokingly, testing the waters. "Did you think I was lyin'?" he asked, leaning himself against one of the rotting wooden fences, paying no mind to the super mutant blood that now called it home.

"No. However, your secrecy leaves you with a lot to prove."

There it is. Damn… Audacious prick.

"Is that so?" Frankie drawled, huffing a little through his nose. "Remind me to tell Elder Maxson that he should give you a promotion."

Danse raised an eyebrow. Of course it was the one with the scar through it. Frankie felt heat traveling up his neck, choking him.

He wanted nothing more than to grab him by those stupid handles of his power armor, pull him down to his level, and-

"Why is that?" Danse asked curiously, cocking his head.

"Because I'll be the best damn thing that's happened to the Brotherhood yet," Frankie answered without missing a beat.

"That's a bold claim. I admire your ambition."

Danse sounded amused, much to Frankie's dismay.

He kept bringing the conversation to the brink of what could constitute flirting. It was maddening, especially as Frankie's body continued to relax, muscles melting under his skin as the adrenaline faded away.

"Bold? I've earned my ego, pal."

Frankie pushed off the fence and had to look away from Danse, growing increasingly concerned that his impulses might cause him to do something idiotic. Like give him a right hook. Or kiss him. Maybe both.

"Maybe one day you'll get it through that thick skull of yours..." Frankie continued bitterly, "I'm not your average wastelander."

He turned on his heel and stalked away into the camp to loot it for all it was worth. A good enough distraction as any, he figured.

The backhanded compliments, the unsolicited commentary on his attire, and the fact that Danse was the most delicious thing he'd laid his eyes on… Frankie knew he was in for a hell of a time working with the Brotherhood of Steel.

Despite all his tense irritation, there was the undeniable feeling of 'home' that came with working with Danse.

It was all so familiar, comforting in a sentimental way. And Frankie was a sentimental bastard, if there ever was one.

Yeah, nothin's changed a lick.

#this was so much fun to write omg #i have this tendency to center all my fics around the perspective of the companions #no clue why that is but letting frankie run wild for a minute was super fun #he's my favorite best boy and i might end up making the rest of my falloutober stuff centered around him #his perspective is just so fun and in case it wasn't obvious he has a thing for danse from the get go #it's mostly physical but then he finds himself endeared to danse in ways he couldn't have fathomed when they met #at this point though it's so early on & he exclusively wants to tap that lmao #anyway yeah i LOVE writing frankie the end #regg writes #oc: frankie #danse x frankie #danse x male sole survivor #danse x male sosu #ficlet time

[yallemagne]

haha to be fair the quincey giving his blood to jonathan was inspired by an author pointing this fact out in a book on stoker and irving and other men in his life and how they reflect on his writing. how the book starts with blood between two men (dracula bites, jonathan shovels in return) in mutual violence and ends with blood between two men but in mutual care. but yes, quincey giving his blood to lucy didn't save her, but giving it in the final act was to save both mina and jonathan (because if mina turned, jonathan would soon too)

Ah, so it was yeehawrker bait /lh

I dig that. See, I was having trouble understanding the purpose of the ask because I got super sad about Quincey's sacrifice. I was also desperately trying not to make the whole post about Jonathan (I'm a liar, I wasn't trying that hard).

Oh no this makes me wanna write yeehawrker--- or well... finish my damn writing...

God, the dynamics of that. Dracula and Jonathan's relationship was one born out of Jonathan's duty to his boss and father figure and Dracula's hunger and scheming. A rich ex-warlord taking advantage of his young solicitor's inability to counter him for fear of losing (at best) his job and reputation and (at worst) his life. Dracula leeches off of Jonathan, and Jonathan can only reciprocate with one strike of a shovel because Dracula's influence is too strong. If you ignore, for a bit, the supernatural aspect of it, this is an older rich man grooming and taking full advantage of a younger poor man.

Meanwhile. Ahem. Quincey's a good ol' country gentleman. A real salt a' the earth fella. He and Jonathan also meet because of "business" but there's much less pretence to this business. No lying, no backstabbing, everything is laid out on the table. They don't interact much, but when they finally do, the relationship that results is one born of mutual respect and kept promises. Jonathan reciprocates Quincey's kindness by holding him in his arms as he dies. These are two young men on a more even playing field who don't engage in quid pro quo, instead giving freely without any expectation of anything in return.

If you wanted to use analogies... Dracula and Jonathan could be Stoker reflecting upon Henry Irving. Not to say that his relationship with Irving was as unhealthy, I don't know enough about it. But it was a business relationship, and Stoker was enchanted with Irving the same way Jonathan was with Dracula in the beginning. To be more broad, rich men in Victorian England could get away with taking advantage of young men due to their wealth and connections, so Dracula and Jonathan could be a reflection of that as well.

Then, Quincey and Jonathan could be Stoker reflecting on his relationship with Walt Whitman. Repeatedly, Stoker wrote to Whitman talking about how much confidence he inspired in him. He edited out some of Dracula's dialogue when he published Dracula in England because he feared it could get him in trouble, but he cited Walt Whitman as his reason for publishing the unedited version in America.

Great, not only have you got me feeling things about yeehawrker, you got me feeling things about Stoker/Whitman.

#update #people ask me things #dracula #dracula daily #count dracula #jonathan harker #quincey morris #quincey p morris #yeehawrker

[luckyqueenreign]

Back to You: Casa Amor - Suresh POV

This is for my Suresh Stans that know our boy is going to stay super loyal at Casa Amor! I wrote a little quick POV last night before bed. It takes us from the moment the boys get the text they’re headed to Casa to the moment they learn they’re coming back. I’ll let Fusebox fill in the rest 🤭

@fujiihime  @squishy-noodles @tjsmommy719 

Text pings went off on a few phones.

BOYS THIS DRAMA IS GETTING A BIT OUT OF HAND, ITS TIME FOR A BOYS NIGHT OUT TO RELIEVE SOME STRESS. HOP IN THE JEEPS OUTSIDE AND DON’T ALERT THE GIRLS!  #BoysNightOut #LadsOnTour

“Did you guys just get this text?” Finn asked.

“Yeah, it must be a challenge of some kind,” Eddie said. 

“Another one?” Suresh asked. “And today of all days when the villa is imploding?”

“Only one way to find out, let’s go boys,” Finn said as he led the boys outside. 

Once outside they saw two jeeps waiting. And he realized, since when do they ever just get sent away because there’s too much ‘drama’? 

“Is this what I think it means? Is this Casa Amor?” Suresh asks as he looks back at the villa longingly. 

“It can’t be...” Alfie says. 

“Well I cannot be more excited to crack on with some lovely new ladies!! Let’s go fellas!!” Finn said as he hopped in the first Jeep. Suresh got in the second jeep and willed Gemma to come outside. They literally never came out here, so she would have no reason to do so but he just needed to see her face one last time. Needed to know how she felt about him. He knew for him nothing had changed. He would stay loyal at Casa as if they were coupled up, no sleeping in beds, or cracking on with any of the girls. Gemma was the only girl for him. 

The Jeeps pulled up to an equally gorgeous villa estate. The bedroom was a little smaller but it didn’t matter because he’d be sleeping outside anyway. Three days. He’d survived longer. Finn and Eddie both seemed super excited to meet the new girls but Alfie seemed a bit dejected. 

“Alf, you ok?”

“Oh yeah, geez just a lot on my mind. Could’ve done without casa today to be honest.” Alfie said. 

“Do you wanna-“ Before Suresh was able to finish his question four sexy new singles walked in the villa doors. 

“HIYA BOYS!” They shouted in unison. 

“Oh. My. Days!” Finn said as he took a look at all the girls. 

The girls all introduced themselves and gave a little bit of background info. 

Meagan - 23 year old 

Air hostess 

Newcastle 

Short, blonde with blue eyes

Molly - 24 year old 

Teacher

Romford

Average height, brunette with brown eyes

Kaz - 22 year old 

Bartender 

Manchester 

Tall, brunette with hazel eyes 

Emily - 25 year old

Barista 

Liverpool

Tall, blonde with blue eyes 

The girls were all stunners, Finn was already making moves and figuring out sleeping arrangements. 

“Ladies why don’t we head over to that fire pit area and all get to know one another better?” Finn asked. “I think what would make this easier for us boys is if you would tell us who you’re potentially interested in off of looks or what you’ve seen on television so far.” 

“I’ll start!” Kaz said confidently.

“I love a woman who can take charge,” Finn said. 

Suresh rolls his eyes and Alfie notices and laughs.

“Well she’s not here, but Gemma does have excellent taste because the two guys I’d most like to get to know are Suresh and Alfie.” 

Alfie smiles at Kaz and she smiles back. 

“Kaz thank you I should actually take this opportunity to say that although you are all absolutely stunning women I am sorry but I am completely closed off and I’m not open to getting to know you guys on a romantic level. I’m here for you all on a friendship level and I’ll be your wingman! But I’ve found my girl and I’m not fucking it up again. I hope you can respect my wishes and know that I mean absolutely no disrespect towards you at all and I’m sure you are all lovely girls.“

The girls all ‘awww’ at Suresh’s declaration. 

“Wait do you mean Arlo or Gemma?” Eddie asks. 

Suresh glares at Eddie. “Gemma of course.” 

All of the islanders except for Alfie laugh. He just looks at Suresh hurt. They haven’t discussed what happened between the two of them. And he never let Gemma explain but she didn’t say they were over. 

—-

Suresh laid in bed looking up at the twinkling lights thinking about Gemma and how she was probably freaking out as much as he was right now. He heard footsteps making their way over to his bed. 

“Suresh? You asleep?” Alfie whispered. 

“No. Way too bright. And I can’t stop thinking about Gemma and what she’s probably thinking right now.” Suresh said as he sat up on the day bed and faced Alfie. 

“Yeah. Gemma. I screwed that up bad didn’t I?” 

“Can I ask, why did you kiss Kat? I still don’t understand that.” 

“When Kat said you guys were cracking on behind my back I was fuming and then she said she caught you both in an uncompromising position. I was livid. She came on to me and I just gave in. Kat was giving me the attention I needed at the moment. I know it sounds so lame.” 

“That’s all she said uncompromising position?” Suresh asked with an incredulous look on his face.

“Well yeah what more is there to be said?”

“Literally so much more, there’s absolutely zero context to that. Do you want to actually know what happened?” 

“Not really, but I guess I do.” 

“We were just talking at first about us and what we’ve been through and then we started reminiscing about a particular trip we took to Monte Carlo. I’ll spare you the details the memory is very NSFW. It got us both hot and I initiated it, but we kissed. We went at it for a while before Kat interrupted us.” 

Alfie swallowed hard but said nothing.

“Then after you kissed Kat..”

“Wait there’s more?” 

“Let me just finish! I went up to the roof terrace and she was just thinking up there about everything and I apologized to her again for cheating on her because I know that what I did made what you did hurt a little more because it brought back those memories for her. I told her I didn’t want to be the reason she hurt anymore and I wanted to be her person again. I asked her to forgive me and to be with me again. I asked her to choose me. But I told her to not do it that second because her mind was obviously scrambled with what just happened with you. I told her to just tell me that night. And then we left.”

Alfie breathed out loudly. “Wow, yeah that’s a lot. I’m glad you told me. Gemma is a great girl but I think our timing just isn’t right. I’ll step aside and won’t come between you anymore.” 

“Thanks Alfie.” 

—-

Suresh laid out on a pool lounger after a refreshing swim. The sun making the water beads on his abs glisten. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the heat of the sun on his body.

“Mind if I join you?”

He opened his eyes to see it was Molly, the 24 year old teacher from Romford.

“Sure,” he said as he patted the lounger next to him with his large hands. 

“I was hoping your offer from last night still stands and you’re up from some wingman action?” 

“Yes! Who are we thinking then?” 

“Alfie. I know Finn’s his best mate in here but Finn’s been a bit…preoccupied since he’s been here.” They both look at each other knowingly and laugh. “And you and Alfie had a chat last night, right? I was wondering if he told you where his head was at in terms of getting to know us casa girls?” 

“I think he’s well up to getting to know the casa girls! Him and Gemma never officially called it quits before we left the villa but the kiss with Kat somewhat sealed his fate I don -“

“What kiss with Kat?” Molly said looking confused.

Oh right this all happened that same day, there was no way the casa girls could’ve seen all the drama that kicked off in the villa the same day they arrived.

“Shit, ok I need to backtrack a bit because we had a lot of drama happen in a short span of time. Basically Gemma and I kissed in the bedroom, Kat caught us, she told Gemma she’d keep it a secret, we had a truth or dare challenge and the islanders dared Finn to kiss the girl he found most attractive and he kissed Arlo and gave her a bit of a striptease.” Molly’s eyes go wide as Suresh continues. “Then Kat is beside herself that Finn would so boldly kiss another girl during the challenge so she says at least she’s not the only one in the villa being mugged off and she said Arlo and Alfie just so you know Gemma and Suresh have been cracking on right under your noses. It kicks off Alfie is pissed he runs off doesn’t let Gemma explain anything Arlo is fuming. Gemma is trying to find Alfie to explain what happened and she opens the roof terrace door and Kat and Alfie are up there kissing. They get into words and I finally find her and I tell her that I’m done playing games and I only want her and that I want us to be together. And then we get a text that we’re going out for a boys night and we show up here. And I never got to say goodbye to Gemma or to see if she felt the same and now I just have to wait the three days to see how she feels about me too.” 

Molly’s mouth is open in shock. “This all happened the day you arrived!?!”

Suresh smiles. “I know. Hence why we were all a little beat down yesterday.” 

“Well, not everyone.” She says as she looks in Finn’s direction. He has his arms wrapped around Kaz’ waist in the kitchen. He whispers something in her ear and she laughs uncontrollably. 

“Those two were so loud last night, you and Alfie were lucky to sleep out here on the daybeds.” 

“Wait that brings us back to our original point, Alfie! Sorry for getting us sidetracked there. Look I think if you want to make a play for Alfie, show him you care I think he likes that. I think he’s open to getting to know people here. Last night he didn’t say he was shutting any doors when you girls were asking so that’s always a plus.” 

“Thanks Suresh!” She said as she gave him a small smile. 

“No problem, do you want me to maybe mention we had this chat?” 

“Hmm.. only if you think it will help.”

“Ok then!” 

Molly walked away smiling to the kitchen.

—-

The boys had finally received their luggage from the girls and Arlo was clearly pissed at him. She didn’t pack a single matching or well put together outfit and she packed two pairs of shoes his loafers which he loved, but only went with specific outfits, and they didn’t go with anything she packed and his slides for the pool. He prided himself on looking well and he knew he was going to be looking pretty terrible these next few days unless he borrowed something from one of the guys. 

“Alright guys anyone have anything decent I can borrow? Arlo was clearly fucking with me when she packed my bag. She packed brown and navy trousers with a purple top and an orange top. Literally no black or white or basic colored tops. The only nice outfit is the recoupling outfit, and I’m obviously saving that for Gemma. And look at the shoes she packed for me.”

The boys all start to laugh.

“I love that this is your biggest problem right now,” Finn said.

“You should talk, Finny! What’s Kat going to say when she hears about Kaz.”

“Relax, didn’t the text say we’re on a lads holiday!? I’m doing exactly what lads do on holiday! LADS ON TOUR say it with me boys LADS ON TOUR!!”

The boys grumble in response.

“Oh you’re no fun. Besides I have my eyes set on greener pastures tonight.” 

“What do you mean?” Eddie asked.

“Did you boys see Emily in that string bikini today I think I’m going to have to take a closer inspection tonight.”

“You need to grow up,” Suresh said rolling his eyes.

“Aww Resh don’t be like that! You can have a taste of the pie too! Gem isn’t even yours again. You’re in a grey area. Dive in the deep end!! The waters fine.” He said laughing. 

“Are you planning on bringing one of these Casa girls back or are you just moving mad and cheating on Kat and dealing with the consequences later.” 

With that Finn straightens up, “I’m not cheating on Kat,” he said through gritted teeth. “We never talked about exclusivity which was apparent when she kissed my best mate.” 

He takes one final look in the mirror and says, “Well boys, Emily is waiting for me.”

“Alfie, you ok? You’re unusually quiet.” Suresh asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” he said with a smile.

“Listen, I know I’m not your usual wingman/ best friend in here but I had a chat with Molly today and she’s really into you and wants to get to know you better.” 

“Really? She’s a 10,” he said smiling.

“If I were you, I’d pull her tonight and get to know her better. And although I LOVED hearing the absolute patterns of your snoring why don’t you sleep inside with her tonight?” 

Alfie laughed. 

“Good shout.”

—- 

The sun glared down on Suresh. One more night here and he’d be back with Gemma. This energized him. He got up and headed to the kitchen to make coffee. 

A text ping was heard from the bedroom. 

Early text. Could only mean one thing. A challenge. This had to be villa vs casa. 

He walked into the bedroom as Alfie read out the text. 

CASA AMOR TODAY YOU WILL TAKE ON THE MAIN VILLA IN A SERIES OF CHEEKY CHALLENGES. THE FIRST VILLA TO COMPLETE EACH CHALLENGE WINS A POINT. THE VILLA THAT RECEIVES THE MOST POINTS WILL WIN A PARTY AND A SPECIAL PRIZE TONIGHT. 

“A special prize? What could that be? I don’t think I’ve ever seen that before,” Emily said wrapped up in Finn’s arms. Kaz glared at her from two beds away as she sipped from her custom Love Island water bottle. 

“Alright then girls let’s get dressed!” Molly said from Alfie’s bed. 

Suresh looked at him with raised eyebrows and a smile. Alfie blushed back at him. 

“Looks like we should get ready too then boys! We can’t have the girls showing us up.” Eddie said. 

“Oh Eddie,” Meagan said as she gently stroked his chest.

The islanders sat around in a boy / girl formation  already with a strategy formed, ready for quick kisses. 

“Alright boys don’t let me down today! I want to win that special prize it has to be good!” Finn said excitedly as they waited for the first text to come. 

Text ping

“It’s mine,” said Suresh. “The tallest boy has to snog the girl of his choice for 10 seconds.” 

Finn ran to Meagan and lifted her in his arms, at 5’3 she was tiny compared to his 6’4 frame. With one arm he was able to grab her backside with one arm while with the other he held her face close to his and kissed her passionately. The other islanders cheered but Eddie glared at him. 

“3…2…1…” Finn carried on kissing Meagan.

“That’s enough Finn! We said 1!” Eddie said.

“Oh sorry mate, must’ve not heard you,” he said laughing as he placed Meagan back down on the ground. She was visibly flustered but took Eddie’s hand to guide her back to her seat. 

Text Ping 

“Casa wins” Alfie reads.

“That’s how it’s done boys! Let’s keep the momentum going” 

Text ping

“The oldest boy has to snog the oldest girl,” Eddie reads. “Who’s the oldest girl?”

“It’s me!” Emily says as she rushes over to Suresh, she goes to snog him but he just gives her a short peck instead. 

“Booooo that’s not a snog!” Finn shouts. 

“The text said snog mate,” Eddie says.

“I don’t care about this stupid game guys.” Suresh says. 

“Well isn’t Gemma the oldest girl?” Eddie asks.

“No, her and Dana are both 26,” Suresh says. 

Text ping

“Main villa wins” 

“Well one of them just got a nice snog…wonder which one,” Finn said.

“Fuck off, Finn,” Suresh said.

The games continued, Casa Amor and The Main Villa were tied for overall games. This next game would determine tonight’s overall winner. 

Text ping 

“The fastest trio to complete an underwater kiss wins it all.”

Without hesitating Finn grabbed Kaz and Emily’s hands and ran for the pool. The three jumped into the middle holding hands. They swam closer to one another and dove in for the underwater kiss. 

“That was fast,” Alfie said. “There’s no way the girls beat that. I don’t want to see what type of guys the girls have other there for them to beat that time.” 

Before Finn and the girls are out of the water a text ping comes through. 

CASA AMOR WINS!!!

WOOOOOO!!!! The islanders celebrate by all jumping into the pool. 

—-

The boys were gathered in the kitchen fixing up a few snacks and drinks for the night ahead. 

“So where’s everyone’s head at then,” Suresh asked. 

“I’m really starting to a feel a spark between Molly and I. We have loads in common and that kiss in the challenge today was amazing. I think I want to try for a real outside the challenge kiss tonight,” Alfie said.

“Get It! Alf! That’s what I like to hear!“ 

“Do you think you’d take her back?” Eddie asked. 

Alfie thought for a moment and looked at Suresh. “I know this puts Gemma at a vulnerable position and I wouldn’t want to risk her going home but I think I would want to bring Molly back.” 

“Don’t worry about Gemma,” Suresh said calmly. 

“Well you can’t exactly save her at the recoupling, Suresh, that’s the only reason why he’s worried about her,” Finn said.

“If Gemma goes, I’m going too so it doesn’t matter,” he said.

“You’d really walk? Even if she was like ‘I don’t want you anymore, Suresh,’ when you got back there?” Eddie asked. 

“Honestly? Yeah I would. Gemma is the only girl I want and if I can’t have her right now I just need to leave and go home to take some time for myself.” 

“Wow. You like her more than I think we all knew mate,” Finn said.

The boys were all silent for a minute and a text ping was heard. 

The girls rushed out from the dressing room.

“Hey boys did we just hear a text?”

“Yeah I think it’s mine,” Suresh said.

ISLANDERS CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR WIN IN VILLA GAMES! IN A LOVE ISLAND FIRST THE CASA AMOR HIDEAWAY IS OPEN TONIGHT. PLEASE CHOOSE TWO LUCKY ISLANDERS TO SPEND THE NIGHT AWAY. 

“Oh. my. Days! Boys we need to deliberate now!” Finn said.

The boys walked over to the swings.

“Alright boys I want this, I need this,” Finn pleaded. 

“Who would you even take, it’s not like you’ve even attempted to make a genuine connection in here. You’ve literally just tried to get with as many girls as possible,” Eddie said seething still hurt from Finn’s kiss with Meagan earlier today. 

“Alright Eddie boy calm down! Meagan is a sort I had to give her a little kiss, but my heart is between Emily and Kaz! And this hideaway night would help me with this decision.” 

“Emily’s a bit more shy then Kaz and I think maybe a more private night away I could get her to open up a bit more. And we can see if we have a deeper connection, if you will.” 

“So, you’re just done with Kat then?” Suresh asked confused. 

“I told you this the other day, we’re not exclusive and she’s kissed my best mate!” 

“I get that, but are you actually willing to bring one of these girls back and risk Kat’s place in the villa?” 

Finn ignored Suresh and looked at Alfie and Eddie, “Are you guys sending me and Emily in or not?”

“Do whatever you want mate,“ Suresh said as he walked away. 

—-

Every other morning he woke up eager that another day had passed and he was one day closer to seeing Gemma. Today was finally the day and he was absolutely nerve wracked. What if she didn’t feel the same anymore? What if she found someone better in the main villa? A Suresh clone who’d never cheated on her. 

But then he thought about their kiss. If Kat hadn’t interrupted them, it would’ve led to more. They were hungry for each other. It wasn’t just him, he knew it. He saw it in her eyes when they parted. Even when she ran after Kat, she turned back to look at him with a want so deep in her eyes he almost begged her not to go. To stay. Who cares if they all knew. Their last chat on the roof terrace when he asked her to forgive him, to give him another chance, he’d hoped she could see he would move heaven and earth to make things right again. He loved her. This wasn’t a temporary fleeting love, this was a forever imprinted into his heart type love. His whole life could begin again tonight. Their life. He knew they wouldn’t be able to be together “officially” at least for another week because they weren’t currently coupled up but he would sleep with her in the daybeds, on the floor, on the sofa, on the roof terrace, on a tiny lilo in the pool if it meant he could be with her again. 

He heard a door open across the garden and he saw Finn and Emily leaving the Hideaway. Both looking a bit disheveled. Finn gave Suresh a cheeky smile, “Good Mornin’ Resh! Last day in paradise with these lovely ladies! Excited to get back to Gemma?” 

“Can’t wait!”

With that a text ping is heard

Alfie and Eddie run outside.

BOYS THIS AFTERNOON, YOU WILL BE LEAVING CASA AMOR AND RETURNING TO THE MAIN VILLA. YOU WILL NEED TO MAKE THE DIFFICULT DECISION TO EITHER STICK TO THE GIRLS YOU WERE ORIGINALLY COUPLED UP WITH OR SWITCH TO THE NEW GIRLS YOU MET AT CASA AMOR #StickOrSwitch” 

“Let’s go reunite you with Gemma then!” Finn said smiling.  

#litg ex in the villa #litg mc #litg s5 #litg suresh #litg #love island the game #love island game #ex in the villa

[srgntjamesbuckybarnes]

Buck & Doe (2)

Summary: Natasha attempts to take down Dreykov, who is mind controlling Black Widows. In her quest she recruits Y/N, a former Black Widow turned science experiment. Bucky and Natasha share a history in the Red Room but his life might be intertwined with more than one Widow. The closer they get to taking down Dreykov, the more secrets come to light.

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of torture, loss of child(ren), and inability to conceive

Word Count: 1.9k

A/N: Not Beta'd

Series Masterlist

Previous Chapter

Chapter 2

“Hey big fella,” Natasha called out, catching Bruce’s attention.

Bruce smiled, taking his glasses off and wiping his palms on his white lab coat.

“Hi Nat. What can I do for you?”

Natasha beckoned Bucky forward with the small girl curled up in his metal arm. Steve trailed behind waving them off as he went in search of Tony.

“I need you to use one of your seven doctorate degrees to check out my friend here.” She motioned to Y/N as Bucky sat her on one of the counters.

Bruce looked over the small girl frowning.

“I’m not a pediatrician.”

“It’s not the girl I’m worried about.” Natasha mumbled as she approached Y/N. “Hey Jane, I need to speak with the other one now. Okay?”

Y/N frowned up at Natasha’s request. The adult Y/N wanted to grieve in peace; the child wanted to play. Any decision Y/N was about to make was taken from her as a large, warm, comforting palm rested on her shoulder, fingers grazing her neck. Tracing the hand back to its owner, her large doe eyes met a pair of steel blue eyes. A gasp pulled their eyes away. Instead, her eyes landed on Bruce gaping next to Natasha.

“‘m gonna go find Steve and Tony.” Bucky announced giving her shoulder a quick squeeze.

He didn’t have to ask Natasha but she knew the invitation to go with him was there. They knew whatever Bruce discovered wasn’t going to be good. Bucky wanted to give Y/N space, some privacy after having her life uprooted. Natasha, however, didn’t want to leave her alone. She wanted her to have a shoulder to lean on, a familiar face despite the news she would receive. Perhaps part of her was curious too, jealous even.

“I’m gonna stay,” Natasha called over her shoulder giving Y/N’s hand a squeeze.

Bucky spotted Steve and Natasha each with a shoulder leaning against the wall as they spoke in the dark hallway. He knew they were talking about the mission due to his super-soldier hearing. Deeming it was safe to intervene he made his way towards the pair. He had been searching for a moment to check in with Natasha ever since her reaction to the blood on Y/N.

At the sight of Bucky a few steps away, Steve sent Natasha a soft parting smile. He clapped his best friend on the back as he passed him down the hall in acknowledgement. Steve knew Bucky like the back of his hand considering they grew up together. He was thankful that despite HYDRA, his connection with Bucky had remained. Steve still wasn’t sure of the details between Bucky and Natasha, but he knew when he wasn’t needed.

As Steve turned the corner Bucky took Steve’s original spot leaning against the wall facing Natasha. He had waited a moment for his best friend to get a bit further so his super-soldier hearing wouldn’t eavesdrop. Bucky bit his lip glancing at his feet before daring to meet Natasha’s tied eyes from beneath his own lashes.

“How are you holding up?” Bucky mumbled.

Sure Natasha had always wanted to know her real family or to even reunite with her fake family but these desires paled in comparison for her desire to start her own family. The Red Room took that from her. Dreykov took that from her.

“Fine.” Natasha lied but Bucky was quick to see right through it despite her stoic expression.

“Nat, it’s me you’re talking to. You don’t have to lie.”

Natasha regretted her moment of weakness during her time in the Red Room. Upon one of many of the Winter Soldier and Black Widow’s secret intimate moments, she had confided in the soldier. She told him about the graduation ceremony, how she was sterilized and more importantly how she longed to have a child of her own. Clearly, he hadn't forgotten.

Natasha pursed her lips pushing her shoulder off the wall and crossing her arms. “What do you want me to say, Bucky?” Her tone was sharp. “That I’m jealous? Envious of a woman that just had a miscarriage?” She scoffed in disbelief.

Given Natasha’s heated expression Bucky dropped his head, his metal hand picking at the skin on his right hand. “Only if it’s true.”

Dots danced behind Natasha's eyelids as she pressed the heels of her palms into her eyes. “What’s wrong with me? I shouldn’t feel like this. I’m an awful person,” she rambled.

Pushing himself off of the wall, Bucky grasped both of her wrists, removing them from her face. His thumbs rubbing circles on her wrists forcing her to look at him. “Jus’ because she’s been through a lot doesn’t mean your feelings are invalid. You’re a good person Romanoff, you deserve to be happy too.”

The left corner of Natasha’s mouth twitched upward. “You should take your own advice. You deserve happiness too.”

The corners of Bucky’s mouth lifted into the smallest smile, but he knew Natasha saw it. Bucky released Natasha's wrists brushing past her satisfied she opened up to him.

“Oh.” Y/N was surprised to find Bucky alone watching tv in the common room. “Hey.”

Bucky nodded in acknowledgement.

As the credits began rolling on the film, Bucky pulled out Steve’s old paperback book recrossing out the latest film he watched. Catching sight of the book Y/N strained her eyes trying to make sense of the list. During her time in the Red Room, she was kept up to date with modern times. It was important for a Widow to know random information in case it came up during a mission. Y/N however, was kept in the dark from the outside world after her reproductive organs came back. She was never given an outside mission and instead chosen for a different task; one she never knew the details of but had no other choice. Whatever Bucky was crossing off his list was nonsense to Y/N.

Bucky could feel Y/N staring and quickly pocketed the book in his jeans. When his eyes met hers, he knew Y/N knew she was caught but neither of them commented on it.

“Actually,” Y/N began twiddling her fingers. “Have you seen my book? I brought it with me but, well, I changed before we left.”

Bucky hummed in thought before glancing at her bare legs sticking out from the long dark t-shirt she wore. Bucky clicked his tongue, turning back towards the television. “Ask Steve. He brought your pants in somewhere. Probably put it in your pocket.”

Y/N blushed at her lack of clothing. It hadn’t been a problem in the Red Room but she wasn’t in the Red Room anymore. She was in a tower full of strangers and yet her clothes never changed size as she shifted.

When Bucky noticed she had not made an attempt to move, he glanced back at her nodding his head back towards the tv. “Wanna watch something?”

Y/N rubbed her bare arm, her eyes darting between the large flatscreen on the wall, the long white couch and the super-soldier sprawled out before her.

“I don’t watch tv. They um-” Y/N searched for the right words.

Bucky nodded. “’s okay.”

Natasha had told him of the Red Room’s use of movies to train the Widows. It had never been a trigger for Natasha but he supposed each Widow had different experiences. Bucky turned back to the tv as the next film started but jumped when he felt the couch shift. Y/N awkwardly sat on the opposite end of the couch keeping some distance between the two. At first, he assumed she was going to watch the film anyway but after a few minutes into the movie he felt her staring at him. When he turned to face her, she was still sitting in the same position. Her palms face down beside her gripping the couch cushion as she sat on the edge. She never leaned back into the couch, she never got comfortable. Bucky knew something was on her mind so he paused the movie raising an eyebrow in her direction.

Y/N took a deep breath. “I wanted to apologize.”

Now both of Bucky’s eyebrows shot towards the sky.

“For the way we met,” Y/N continued. “I was in a bad pla-”

“‘s fine.” Bucky waved her off.

Y/N shook her head turning her body towards Bucky. “No, it's not. You guys were trying to help, you didn’t know. I had all of these negative emotions and they shouldn’t have been directed towards any of you.”

Bucky frowned. She had every right to react the way she did. He still remembered all of the feelings he had when he escaped HYDRA, hell, he still carried the feelings with him. Y/N cut off Bucky's spiral of thoughts as she continued. “And for whatever happened on the way back. What the other me did.”

Bucky’s frown deepened as he absorbed her words. She spoke as if she didn’t remember being the little girl. “You don’t remember when you shifted?” Bucky asked while brushing a strand of hair behind his ear to see her more clearly.

Y/N shook her head. “More like can’t. It’s like I black out when I’m her.”

Bucky pushed all thoughts of his life as the Winter Soldier from his mind trying to focus on the woman in front of him. Before he could even think of a response to what would be considered unsettling information to anyone, he noticed her body language had relaxed as if she had accepted the information long ago.

“I wanted to ask you,” she had shifted on her knees facing Bucky. “Were you there before?”

Bucky cocked his head in confusion.

“Red Room.” She elaborated barely above a whisper but the super-soldier heard her.

When Bucky offered no information, she continued.

“It’s just that, when you, Steve and Natasha came to get me Steve stuck out like a sore thumb, ya know? All the bright colors, red, white and blue full of hope and talking about freedom. He took in his surroundings as one would in unfamiliar territory.”

Bucky grunted, crossing his arms and avoiding her eyes. He had forgotten she had been trained much like Natasha. Of course while she was in distress she was still observant. She was literally trained to be a spy.

Y/N opened and closed her mouth a few times searching for the right words. Her eyes scanned him for a reaction, any sign that she was correct. She could tell Bucky was uncomfortable but he didn’t correct her nor try to stop her so she continued. “Then there was you and Nat, the complete opposite of Steve. All dressed in black talking about fighting. I know Natasha’s been there, that’s how she knew where to find me. But you, you didn’t take in your surroundings because you already knew them.” Y/N was confident in her accusation.

Bucky sighed leaning back into the couch. Everyone else knew about his time as the Winter Soldier so it wasn’t exactly a secret. “My brain was fried but yeah, I was there.” Bucky mumbled. Y/N mimicked Bucky leaning back into her end of the couch. “Winter Soldier Program.” Bucky stated while watching the women before him become the most relaxed she had been during their entire conversation.

Usually people pitied Bucky or feared him at the mention of the Winter Soldier but not Y/N. She, like Natasha, had found comfort in not being alone. All they had been, since being part of Department X, was alone.

Instead of giving Bucky a pep talk she pointed to her own brain. “Scrambled.”

Next Chapter

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[yukikorogashi]

kira's never been one for "gifts"-- especially when it came to giving. he'd much rather avoid the entire thing (what good was it for, anyway? it's just another pointless transaction.) altogether... but there's always something "convincing" him otherwise. this time, it was rohan; same as it was each and every year. this time, though, he's managed to be discreet. successfully leaving the young girl a pair of newly knitted mittens (coal black with shimmery, golden accents outlining its finely curated seams.) lying at her spot at the kishibe household's kitchen table. a note, folded in half with a deep crease, stood atop of them, merely reading out, "please be sure to show rohan your gift. he was very curious about what i'd give you. - k."

✨🎄MERĪKURISUMASU!!! 🎄✨

BEFORE REACHING THE KITCHEN SINK, Itsuki would halt in her tracks. Rewinding herself and shuffling her feet backwards (With an admirable confidence of not knocking anything over. Befitting of one whom had actually grown familiar with this house's layout-- almost as if she herself lived here), until she was standing right by the kitchen table itself.

Affirming then with wide eyes that there was indeed something on there! Something that laid RIGHT IN FRONT of where she would normally sit for meals. Something that she honestly hadn't immediately noticed, but had caught in the corner of eyes-- almost as if it were a (CHRISTMAS) GHOST!

It was as an admittedly strange sight to her. Something that she herself couldn't help but poke at her own brain about. For how could something be so UNASSUMING and yet STICK OUT LIKE A SORE THUMB?

Perhaps, it was simply because of the sights that she had grown quite accustom to seeing on there. FOOD-- all sorts of yummy, at times SUPER PRETTY DISHES (Like SUGARY FLUFFY PANCAKES!) were only ever placed on this table. And if not-- it would be so pristine that it almost seemed like they have replaced it with a BRAND NEW ONE, each and every single day.

With that said, Itsuki would eventually reach her arms over the top of the chair she'd been standing behind, and took the pair of mittens and card into her hands. Tilting her head ever so slightly, as she quickly read through what was written on there...

Hmm... hmmmm... hmmmmm! How MYSTERIOUS! Just who could this K FELLA be?

Admittedly, the first name that actually came to mind was KRAMPUS. But that didn't make sense! That bro didn't give presents (At least, from what she would remember of the folklore-- something she would further back up with evidence via a certain MOVIE)! And if he did, he would have still probably wished her a "Merry Christmas!" in his card to her!

So, there can only be ONE PERSON... ONE BRO!

Hehehe, you can't fool her, KIRA BRO! She would recognize your STYLISHNESS anywhere! Your super duper taste in HIGH QUALITY STUFF! And oh gosh, this here pair must-a cost THOUSANDS, at least!... Even if she's still not the best at playing the "PRICE IS RIGHT", running her thumbs over the super nice fabric would cause her to nod in double affirmation at that estimation. Heck, it even has GOLD on it! This was the stuff ROYALS surely wore-- Like PRINCESS ANASTASIA totally would!

And now... both KIRA BRO and her will MATCH!

Oh, Itsuki HAD TO HUG HIM, the next time she saw him. At least, a tiny little one! And she was sure that she would at least get to see him later during lunchtime, hehe! You can't hide forever, bro~

"... Sensei! SENSEEEEEE~I!!!"

And off she would go, with these STYLISH CHARCOAL MITTENS now adorning her hands. Going off to find her sensei so that she may show them to him! ... Before she had to take it off for her drawing class that day.

@quirofiliac ❤️

#(The way I went AAAAAAAA outloud when I came back with my tea to see this-- SNIIIII TAT <333) #(Tysm for sending this in!!! For blessing my girl like this!!! 😭) #(SHE HAS A SPOT AT THE TABLE NOW IM AUWHEUAWHEUA FROTHS AHWEUHAWUEH OTL) #(Also I ended up looking at someone's Sims 4 build of Rohan's house just to see what his kitchen might look like for this RAUEHUAW) #(OOMUAWUEH IM JUST SO AUEHAWUEHA @ ALL OF THIS AAAAA TY AGIAN TYYYY <333) #❄️ ASKS ❄️ #❄️ YOSHIKAGE KIRA ;; And perhaps someday I will finally UNDERSTAND just why it is that he was so QUIET ;; QUIROFILIAC 💛 ❄️ #❄️ SOMETIMES it SNOWS in APRIL ;; DIAMOND IS UNBREAKABLE VERSE ❄️ #quirofiliac #❄️ QUEUE ❄️

[whysamwhy123]

So. Stripper!Hook AU anyone?

IDK the context but Hook starts at a male strip club and naturally, he quickly becomes one of the most popular dancers there because of course he does. The other strippers (I have a fairly extensive list of who else I'd want to be there, but it's not super relevant and no one probably cares so whatever) probably would be a little jealous, but it's fine, they're all stripper-bros so it's cool, it's cool. The owner of the club (Ricky, I will not take notes on this, he owns the club and used to strip himself and still does sometimes for the hell out of it because I said so, my mind will not be changed on this YOUCAN'TSTOPMEYOU'LLHAVETOKILLMEFIRST) sure is happy, with all the money and customers his new hire is bringing in, that's for sure. He's taken Hook under his wing, so to speak, mentoring the new kid.

And then maybe one night, for reasons, Hook needs to find someone in the club to ask him for a private dance, like right now. So he spots a shy, nervous fella on his own, Danhausen, and decides he looks like an easy target.

The guy's a little...odd, that's for sure. But whatever, Hook's encountered a lot of Stuff working here. At least this one seems genuinely nice and doesn't try to break the rules, not once, even though Hook can tell he's very, very tempted to during their time together. Hook finishes up the dance, leaves the mystery guy with the strange painted face a very happy customer and then goes about the rest of his night, thinking nothing of it.

But then, strangely, at the exact same time the next night, another man comes in with a painted face. And he looks a lot like the last guy but the face paint is slightly different? And he doesn't act like the other guy - no, this guy isn't nervous or shy, doesn't speak in the third person. This version is confident, forward, and much more eager to bend the rules as much as possible. He dodges Hook's questions, any attempt to figure out if this really is the same person or not. But maybe he can be persuaded to answer some of Hook's questions, provided Hook gives him something he wants in return...

(In case it ain't clear, it's Evilhausen and this would ultimately be a kind of Hook/D/Evilhausen type deal, I don't know, this is still kind of a vague idea in my head, I don't know what I'm doing *shrugs and then runs away*)

#What is wrong with you Sam you should not be allowed to write #Nothing to see here folks just me rambling unprompted about things I'll probably never write and no one would want anyway #Should this have perhaps stayed in the drafts? #Whatever I have Thoughts and it's my blog sooooo #...real talk if anyone's interested in this and has any Thoughts on the matter DM me and let's talk... #You probably have better ideas than me anyway #Weirdly most of my vague thoughts and ideas for this are more about Hook and the other strippers and their day-to-day stuff? #Well I guess it would be night-to-night since they're strippers but whatever #But I do like the Evilhausen aspect and how they could potentially play into things #I don't know maybe I just want a Magic Mike AU? (I've never seen that movie so that's probably a bad comparison?) #These tags are getting out of control shut up Sam!

[savage-rhi]

Oh dude! You care for noodles (sneks)?!! Please let me hear about them and your other herps!

Sure thing!

I have two hognose snakes. Lucifer (Lulu) and Hades, respectfully. Lucifer is an albino, and Hades is allegedly a regular morph, although I am confident he has some conda genes.

Apep is my Kenyan (or Egyptian) sand boa. He's just a worm. Seriously. Radiates worm energy all the time.

Crowley is my mexican black king snake. He's twice the length of my arm and is super friendly. Probably one of the most polite snakes I've ever had experience with next to Lucifer (for a snake, Lulu is very affectionate...don't go near him when it's mating season). Crowley has also been an ambassador animal when I've worked at schools. He's great with kiddos. Has a preference for girl folk (he'll wrap himself up in a little ball or around their arm, boy folk he just stares and lets them pet him).

...I also have lizards and a frog!

I have 3 leopard geckos. Gwee, Vito, and Treeko. Vito is a male and he's an albino (his colors are like pink lemonade). Gwee is a female and she's turning 14 this year (my first reptile btw! she's the sweetest little old lady), and Treeko is one of the two hatchlings that came from Gwee and Vito's clutch of eggs. Her brother Newt belongs to one of my good friends who has a reptile collection.

I have a bearded dragon named Remmy. He's a strong independent lizard and he needs no man, but he's cool with people petting him.

Hammond (Hammy) is my frilled neck lizard (my baby dilophosaurus haha). Named after John Hammond from Jurassic Park. He's super friendly. Poor fella is getting over a respiratory infection because we lost power for a few days, and with it being winter, he got sick. He's on the mend though! (and thank shit spring is around the corner).

Jormungandr (Jormmy) he's my glass lizard (legless). Jormmy was wild caught, and one of my peeps that worked at this pet shop didn't think it was right. Plus he was sitting there in his tank for god knows how long because not a lot of people in my area know how to take care of unique lizards, so bud pulled some strings and I took Jormmy home as a rescue. I've had him for five years. He's still aggressive toward people (can't blame him) but he's gotten better around me.

And then there's Winston, my dumpy tree frog. He's a polite gentleman. Loves chilling on my hand.

I have a lot of kids...😂

Each of them has their own unique persona and I appreciate and love them for that. I can't imagine not having reptiles in some capacity in my life.

#thanks for asking nonny #i like gushing about the kiddos #lmao #I've had other beardies and snakes in the past that have passed away that I miss terribly as well #usual culprit was either they were predisposed due to faulty genes or previous persons didn't take good care of them #im more picky about where i get my critters from considering the losses and emotional investment #when i have job security again i really want to upgrade jormmys tank he's due for a pent house #same with crowley tbh #if i can't find work within the next few months i have to consider rehoming some of my kids and this has been breaking my heart #im trying not to think like that but still #anyway off tangent #thanks again for asking about them hon

[corpsoir]

Corpse. I’m OBSESSED with your OCs and their stands. Absolutely rabid for these fellas. These are SO RAD and I need to know the entire life story of every single one. Do you have any fics of your OCs? Also, I imagine they’re located in Sweden, but where and when do you imagine them in the Jojo’s timeline?

AAAA THANK YOU??!!? i'm glad you like them!! if it weren't for me being the way i am about creating new accounts and shit everywhere i would make them a toyhouse and compile all their info and story there but. i'm not gonna do that, i'm tired of having accounts everywhere lol <//3 one day i will try to make some sort of masterpost about my ocs for fun i guess

i do have minimal writing of them, the thing is while i'm super confident about my art, i'm not at all confident with my writing so every time i show my writing to anyone i need to run and hide because . it's scary. but i do have this one which is basically just a little blurb thingy about how Skagen got the scar over his eye. there's another one i have posted but that's before i completely changed their story and we can ignore that one as it's no longer relevant for the ancient hook gang <3

i also have one draft going on rn about the sailor trio being chased by lovart's father kjell who is the villain in the story but i haven't posted that yet, idk if i will ;_; it's very self indulgent with sailing lol

and FINALLY. the sailor trio isn't connected to canon at all, they just exist in sweden in their own universe. calamari is connected to canon in the sense that they're part of passione but in the stories i have with him and my friends its like. loosely connected to post vento aureo times

if you check my tag corps.oc there should be crumbs of info on all of them there! if not checking each individuals name tag also works if tumblr doesnt eat half the posts

#SMILEEEE im glad people like my silly guys :] #every time i remember i killed solvei before changing the story i crumble to a pile on the floor im so sorry solvei im not killing you agai #corps.oc #ask

[pesterloglog]

Cronus Ampora, Mituna Captor

Act 6, page 5308

CRONUS: hey, chief. looking good today. is that a newv helmet?

MITUNA: N0 U FUCFK7H7H7HHH

#1GLVNWLDN01Z1XJ01N0V4

CRONUS: easy there, it vwas a joke. of course its not a newv helmet. vwhat, do you think im retar... um, short on common sense?

MITUNA: N0

CRONUS: did you see meenah go by?

MITUNA: N0

CRONUS: she vwent that vway, didnt she?

MITUNA: N0

CRONUS: are you sure?

MITUNA: N0

CRONUS: listen mate, i dont mean to call you a liar, but i sawv her vwalk up to you.

#liar

MITUNA: N0

#N0

CRONUS: i vwas spying on both of you from behind the hivwe ovwer there. i sawv you do a seriously groovwy face plant off the railing.

MITUNA: N0 N0 N0 N0 N0 N0 N0 N0 N0 N0 N0 N0 N0 N0

#N0 #N0 #N0 #N0 #N0 #N0 #N0 #N0 #N0 #N0 #N0

CRONUS: hahaha. youre really priceless, captor. havwe i evwer told you vwhat a cool cat i think you are?

MITUNA: WHY 4R3 Y0U 70UCH1N9 M3?

CRONUS: i really feel like youre one of the only people i can open up to about my feelings. i guess it really does help to confide in someone vwho basically lacks the ability to repeat vwhat you say vwith any clarity or coherence, or evwen understand vwhat you said in the first place.

MITUNA: Y0UR3 571LL 70UCH1NG M3 4ND 1 D0N7 UND3R574ND WHY 7H15 15 H4PP3PP1NG

CRONUS: but truth be told, i alvways felt that vway about you before you evwen started havwing, vwell, your issues. vwe alvways had a good thing together, didnt vwe?

MITUNA: 1 D0N7 W4N7 Y0UR H4ND 7H3R3

CRONUS: dont get me vwrong, i knowv you and latula are in a vwery committed matespritship, though lets face facts, she could obvwiously do better. and i mean much better. really she is just in a totally different league, she is charming and gorgeous, vwhereas you are, vwell... you, unfortunately. and i vwouldnt dare to intrude on your longstanding moirallegiance vwith kurloz, and not because he scares the shit out of me either. that just really seems to vwork, you and him, doesnt it? i dont get a peep out of him of course, not evwen if im super nice and compliment his hideous hair, and obvwiously i receivwe nothing but disgusting horseshit out of your mouth evwery time you open it. but you seem to bring good qualities out of each other, no? is it true, the rumor that you are actually lucid vwhen you talk to him, instead of behavwing like a babbling, vwertigo stricken imbecile?

MITUNA: WHY W0N7 7H3 W31RD 70UCH1NG 570P

#8(

CRONUS: but vwhat im trying to say is, you dont judge like the others. vwell, ok, you do, but i cant really take your vwitriol that seriously because you are so obvwiously retar... reticent vwith your true emotions. like for instance, vwho could i confide in vwhen i began to fully come to terms vwith this feeling deep inside that i vwas actually a human "born" in the body of a troll, but nevwer realized it until learning about the humans? nobody. except you, of course. you dont care that i am humankin. you dont mock me for it and trivwialize my tragic existence. vwell, you do, but the point im trying to make is that vwhen you mock me it doesnt actually mean anything, because evwerything you say is such putrid nonsense.

#friendship

MITUNA: 1 W4N7 7H47 Y0UR H4ND 70 N07 83 0N MY 80DY PL3453

CRONUS: vwhat? no, come on guy. im just givwing you a friendly little shoulder massage, vwith one hand, like this. see? in a vway that seems vwery casual, like "bros" do. please dont make this more awvkvward than it needs to be.

MITUNA: 1M 50RRY

CRONUS: i forgivwe you.

CRONUS: nowv hold that thought. im going to see if i can go catch up vwith meenah. dont followv me, because obvwiously youre going to cramp my style. hovw does my hair look? nevwer mind, you dont knowv vwhat youre talking about, ill just use your reflectivwe vwisor to check myself out. yes, looking great.

#coolscar

MITUNA: C4N 1 C0M3 W17H Y0U

CRONUS: jeepers, youre a thick headed fella. i just told you to stay put. im going to try out some especially bold movwes on peixes ovwer there, really put out the vwibe, you dig? i dont think i need to remind you that your presence vwill be like spraying the area vwith libidocide.

MITUNA: WH47

CRONUS: uh, beforus to captor. hello, this is mission control, is anything getting through that helmet? i am saying that your presence is sexual poison, and if you are drooling nearby vwhile i chat her up, she vwill become distracted and havwe trouble picturing me naked. as a vwing man, i must say, you are a true fucking disgrace.

#true #fucking #disgrace

MITUNA: 1M 50RRY

#8(

CRONUS: please stop apologizing so much, its really unattractivwe. at this point evwen IM not sure if i vwant to sleep vwith you.

CRONUS: nowv before i go, i just need to think of a good vway to break the ice. oh, ivwe got it! ill open vwith some jokes about howv hilarious it vwas vwhen you fell on your face ovwer there, and vwhat absolutely incredible fuckup you are on evwery levwel.

CRONUS: thank you for the inspiration, friend.

#homestuck #cronus ampora #mituna captor #homestuck act 6 #page 5308 #homestuck act 6 act 3 #openbound