#they just feel kinda comfy sometimes but I'm used to she/her mostly

[gilbirda]

Hello again! I've actually written the down some of my "Jason and the Spraypaint 'Thief'" idea tho its mostly scaffolding and i dont feel ready to share it just yet, but progress is being made!

If I may ask for your advice once more, the story has begun leaning towards Anger Management vibes (thanks for that brainrot too (affectionate)), but i dont feel great that the genesis of Jason and Jazz meeting is after Jason basically stalks Jazz in his hunt for whoever is buying his spraypaint before he can. Like, she is the one buying the paint, but the dynamic feels too onesided atm in terms of agency, but idk what Jazz would be doing that could parallel Jason.

The best Ive got is she tried to find out who bought out the yarn she was knitting with (it was Jason being petty), but I dont think she'd care as much as Jason does with the paint and it also feels too samey.

...Just had this thought while writing this, would it vibe with Jazz's character if she kept tabs on the Batfam for Danny? Like in terms of location. Ive got it that Danny dosnt want anything to do with the Batfam atm, Gothem is their turf fighting-wise and he dosnt want to encroach on that (tho he does help people in need when he comes across them), he just wants to make cool art in weird places (and maybe some ghost king stuff, not sure on that just yet) (maybe as a coping mechanism bc I do like the angst that comes from 'Danny leaves Amity bc the Fentons reactly badly to him being a halfa', tho still not sure how he gets into spraypaint yet, that feels like an important detail), so Jazz keeps tabs on their patrols for Danny so he can spraypaint without drawing their attention, and then Jazz notices Red Hood acting a bit odd and does her own investigating to make sure its not ghost business (she would know that RH has ghost vibes from Danny and his current spraypaint investigating behaviour maybe looks like a ghost obsession without context), and maybe she ends up pulling a Tim and figures out Red Hood is Jason, just due to ghost vibes instead of acrobatics.

I havent even gotten to them actually meeting in my planning yey, its just discovery eachother from afar and general thoughts of 'thats the person Im looking for, they're kinda cute' so far. Current vauge idea is they meet in a fight, tho i might be biased bc i did recently reread 'cant help falling (in love with you)' (i think i said this before, but amazing story btw, eagerly waiting for the next chapter!)

I hope this makes sense. This is the first time I've had an idea I've wanted to share with other fandom people and felt comfy enough to do so.

(your ask got sent twice so im gonna answer one and delete the other. Just Tumblr things I guess)

SO

I see Anger Management and go feral

I see what you mean about there being a power imbalance in their meeting situation - but we have to be aware that the source material is like that. Jason is a crime fighter and a vigilante and also a very extra boy. He is petty and arrogant and sometimes he is not above using his skills for personal use.

You can make it so she knows what's going on and leads him in a wild goose chase just for funsies. Make Jazz petty as well. Make her highly competent. Make her win in his own game and boom, no more power imbalance. (Also that can be a cool "I need to know more of this woman" kind of situation.)

Another alternative, is making her think he is stalking her for unsavory purposes and beat the shit out of him.

I like what you said about Jazz being the one that keep tabs on all the vigilantes. She could have profiled them all, studied their patterns, and Tim Drake her way into memorizing their patrol routes so Danny can paint in peace.

So that's why when her new stalker starts bothering her, she is so Done(tm) that she is not afraid to gatekeep, gaslight, girlboss her way into making him stop.

How she does it? Dealer's choice.

(I'm weak to the fight approach, if it wasn't obvious (✿◡‿◡) )

(But outsmarting him could work as well.)

(Jason is into women that can kick his ass, be it physically or in smarts)

So in conclusion I think if you want to not fall into icky power imbalances and not fall into highly competent Mary Sues tropes, the sweet spot would be Jazz making the choice to take act or not, and base it on actual conflict: If she can't just beat the shit out of him, explain why. If she is not going to make a deal out of it, explain why. Make the character have agency and a choice in the matter, even if that choice is inaction.

Thank you for showing me your progress!!!! I'm so happy when people make content for the crossover and my favorite ship!!!

Also thanks for reading my fics!

🤗💖

#gil answers #awsome-space-dragon #anger management ship #dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp

[dyrewrites]

Character stuff, because why not

I'm sharing my notes on the two MCs of Pale Blood, but cutting out their abilities (because that would make this way too long) and anything spoiler-y.

So, allow me to introduce Delmas and Odea;

Del (Delmas Olren)

"Oh, I’ll get mine and then all those leeches will be begging to kiss my ass."

Half-fang bloodrunner. He looks about 30, give or take a few years depending on when he’s last fed (or slept) but is around 42 (which is young for a fang but he acts more like the middle aged man he is). He’s pale skinned with medium length, messy mouse brown hair that is always getting in his eyes. His bright hazel eyes. His face is rounded but his jaw and cheekbones are distinct with a thick mustache and beard that he tries to keep trimmed into a kind of shape—round is a shape. Build-wise he's a bit of a giant at 6'5” and a bit on the beefy side, with thick arms and a soft middle(he takes issue with the term “dad bod”, as he is not a father, but he is fond of men with daddy issues), all kept well hidden under a baggy shirt and a big leather coat—his jeans are more fitted around the back, and the coat is easy to toss to the side when he's feeling flirty. Delmas looks a bit like a bear, acts more like a horny raccoon and is probably closer to a red panda. He can puff up and knows plenty of tricks but he doesn't fight unless he needs to. He talks bigger than he seems capable of backing up, but he can back it up. which is why he's still alive. He's a charming smart mouth who uses a bit more slang than he should, most of it outdated, and is more than a little flirty with all the pretty men he meets.

Colors

Black everything, sometimes gray, maybe a stitch of white here and there—Delmas is a no muss no fuss kinda guy about most things but especially his wardrobe.

Mementos

Delmas wears a seashell bracelet that he rarely removes , which was a gift from a boyfriend he didn't mean to chase off. The shells are small, shaved round, soft white and speckled in faded pinks. They're strung on a thin band of braided prismatic hair.

Odea (Odearna Mal Forna)

“What did I do to earn the attention of every weirdo in this Gods-forsaken pit of a city?”

Half-witch (Sister of Dusk, Bloodbriar Coven) phlebotomist. She’s in her 30s—she’s not entirely sure of her birthdate, as her mother wasn’t, but she’s pretty sure she’s 34. She’s shorter than most everyone, at about 4’11”. Build-wise she’s petite but curvy, bit of a short stack, who ensures those curves disappear under oversized baggy sweaters and thick leggings. Her wavy auburn hair is cut to just below her ears with wispy bangs that get caught in the thick glasses she shouldn't need. There are easy fixes for eyes but she thought they'd deter handsy thugs. Her eyes are also hazel—something they laugh about—and while she is naturally tan, life in the smog pales most everyone and she’s a bit pastier than she outta be. Even her freckles have faded to a barely visible splatter of reddish brown across her nose. She's smol but fierce, preferring to fight than run or hide and she doesn't like anything that takes her choice to do so away. She's a mixed bag, with a lot of moods that she doesn't seem to notice. Speech wise, she curses like a sailor and doesn't pull punches but she's always sincere and that's why people put up with her. It is also why she's never allowed to work the dayshift again.

Colors

Grays and pinks, mostly, preference for pastels and anything big and comfy, bonus points if it has cats on it—Odea is all soft, snuggly comfort.

Mementos

Despite no longer practicing, Odea keeps her rotwood Daughter Dusk charm around her neck at all times. It sits tight in the center of a choker made from bleak purple witchvine, the short gray thorns permanently stained with her black blood. It protects her from most magic but broadcasts her dreams to her sisters—and the Daughter Dusk.

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Side Characters and More

#pale blood #character profile #writeblr #urban fantasy #meet the characters #main characters #writing community

[teddy-rants]

*kicks out anxious thoughts*

So i fucking love it when gods are literally just over-powered dorks.

so for the story i'm writing got the gods of creation and destruction (or life and death as they're more commonly known by) liking history and they especially love to document it in their free time (even if it will all turn to nothing in the end) because they want to preserve the memories of everything they made and writing stuff down feels very cathartic for them and helps them remember things. reason why is because there's no afterlife in this world. there never has been and there never will be. (in-story reason why is because it kinda makes the whole "death" thing moot. if there's an afterlife where you live forever basically, what's the use of death in the first place other than to transfer you to one place to another?)

(real reason is because i find the concept of an afterlife just immortality but you still died. i was raised believing in heaven and hell and i came to the conclusion they're just both boring eventually: eternal paradise is only paradise for so long and eternal torture is only painful until you turn numb to it)

please leave all discourse at the door /j /j

the god of the sun in absolutely fascinated with human ingenuity and inventions, he's one of the gods that were originally human so they're a little new to this whole god thing (made worse because the change was very sudden) They went power-mad a little while ago, now he mostly just wander around and interacting with people (he doesn't want to forget what it's like to be human) most commonly seen doing wacky shit (such as being a pirate that one time)

the god of the moon is ironically an insomniac (they're a workaholic), they love anything and everything soft and comfy, intricately woven designs on blankets and shit like that are a favourite of theirs. (the other god that was originally human, but the process was way less dramatic as their sibling's). also being the mind half of the gods of madness and the mind, they also love seeing what humans can think of (like a new invention, a story, etc). often the one most prone to getting angry when sleep-deprived.

the god of the earth usually just hangs out in his forests, humans burnt a particularly sacred one once and that soured his view on them. though he usually likes to engage in mischief with any non-threatening people in his woods (usually by making the whole place seem haunted for shits and giggles) he's usually not one to go to far (he knows how fragile humans are from last time). the one type of human he likes are the ones who share his love for mischief and nature (botanists especially). he loves animals and if a cat decided to nap on him, he would stay still for days.

the god of the wind usually just fucks off to wander around the world, she doesn't often stay in one place for long and loves to visit different cities (she especially loves to revisit them after a century or two to see how they changed). she also loves to spar with anyone on her level (which is very few), but she's also very competitive in anything. she loves to make things, she normally makes trinkets travel sized, friendship bracelets and jewelry in general is her favourite to create. also prone to getting into weird shit (sometimes with the god of the sun)

humanising gods kinda defeats the god part, but i love how less infallible it makes them seem.

#teddy rants #long post #my ocs

[csrnini]

23.01.14

i lowk intend on using this as kinda like a diary. mostly because i'm sick of using instagram and also bcs idk like no one uses tumblr really so i feel like it'd be more private. anyway yesterday was really funny. got to school and went straight to the rr to smoke and also just to chill. i've noticed that i'm by myself more than anything and i kinda like it that way.. i love being by myself but i mean it obv gets lonely sometimes but anyway i wasn't late to my first for once.. i think it's because i couldn't find who i normally hang with and then i was called to the office and my ass literally sank i was so scared.. but once i went into the office they were just talking to me about changing my schedule bcs i do not wanna do swim anymore.. like i only did it for one person and after her and i had that little falling out i was over it plus 3 girls in that class talk the most shit ab me so yea no im not tryna stay in there so yea now im not in swim anymore :3 i'm kinda upset tho bcs that was my free period but they were starting to take points off bcs people weren't swimming and i didn't wanna fail ANOTHER class..

okay anyway, uhm i honestly don't remember what i did during debate class.. i'm pretty sure i just sat there and looked at meaningless shit on my phone.. aileen and her friend were obviously either faking their high or actually high and they were laying on the carpet next to me. they weren't bothering me but like you don't talk to me normally why would you talk to me now yk? but anywho after that class during lunch i tried staying with londyn and sydney and them during lunch but idk tony was in there and i really just couldn't. it's not that i can't stand him but being around him just makes me feel sad and i don't like it. so i spent majority of lunch in the rr waiting for the lunch period to end. i couldn't find bree and i didn't feel like walking around to find her. so i went to the rr and just sat there for half an hour on my phone or listening to music. im surprised no admin came in and kicked me out. after that was history which i def should've skipped bcs i sat there stoned for 20 mins then passed out. and these white kids were laughing at me like im tired and stoned i honestly couldn't even tell where i was looking it was a great high but also terrifying. Anyway after that was alg 2 and i was not rolling up to that mans class high AGAIN plus the people in the period are so annoying so i totally skipped that class and sat outside. AND OFC tony and his fuckass friends were outside. i didn't really know anyone outside so i js sat there with naveah who was pissed asf cs some girl that she wanted her man and they wanted to fight each other but the guy wouldn't let nae idk smth like that and i was so stoned to the point where i could've even like make reading look normal i was so out of it and i vaguely remember don yelling at me and lelani laughing and i probs should've went outside the patio and sat on the school lawn but idk i didn't feel like moving at all i was comfy where i was at tbh anyway then i got on the bus and talked to this white girl and she told me all her problems and i honestly like rlly liked listening to her and then i got home and my gma was there to take me to her house bcs my mom went out of town. ok but like side rant, i hate whenever she just pawns me off to my gma instead of asking me if i'd want to go to my friends' houses or just stay by myself but every time she leaves i have to go with my gma which like i don't mind but i'd rather be with my friends yk? uhm so i got to her house and basically slept for a few hours and then i got up and made terrible ass pancakes like three times bcs i can't cook for shit much less cook high so yea no it was a disaster.

[lefaystrent]

Hey, Leafy! I was just wondering what pronouns you use? I wasn't certain and just wanted to ask

I use she/her, but I honestly don’t mind what I’m referred to as.

#just as long as I know you're referring to me #whatever works #I've honestly considered he/him pronouns before #they just feel kinda comfy sometimes but I'm used to she/her mostly #Anonymous

[howlinchickhowl]

🔄 QUESTION FRIDAY 🔄

1. if you were on president bartlet’s staff, what role would you fill?

2. do you do any prep work for question fridays? if so, what?

3. what’s something you’re proud of accomplishing and still kinda shocked that you did?

…should you choose to accept

Rhys you sneaky sneak! Of course I accept, always and forever 🖤😎

1) I think if we're talking actual roles from the show at the time that it was made, I would be one of the less senior assistants. Probably Cathy. Maybe Ginger. But most probably Cathy, because she's not afraid to eat the doughnut on her boss' desk and I feel that is very me energy.

If Jed Bartlet were president NOW. I think I would be running the white house tiktok 😎 Everyone would find my presence annoying and pointless at first but I'd win them over with my folksy charm and sorkinesque jokes, and eventually i'd have them all like:

2) Um. No. I prep as I go in that I document all the questions I'm asking everyone as I ask them. If I get new people I will go to their blog and have a look around to see if I can find an obvious route in to something that they will feel comfy talking about. Generally though, and even more so now I'm in a slightly busier time of my life than I was when I started interrogating the public, I just don't have time to prep! Sometimes through the week I will think of something to ask someone and decide to save it for friday, but then often by the time friday comes I forget 🤦🏻‍♀️ Mostly its just me, sitting at my computer with my document open, looking around the room and trying to spark inspiration 🤷🏻‍♀️ If none comes sometimes I google lists of questions and try and use those for inspiration. I could probably be smarter about it, question quality varies wildly depending on when I get to them lol.

3) Last year I replaced the thermostat in our broken oven. I'm pretty handy generally and do a lot of fixing but that was probably the biggest fix I've accomplished so far. I electrocuted myself a lot 😬 (Isolate your power sources kids!) Additionally, can I say, like, surviving? Not to be dramatic about it but I consider the past ten years of my life to be a near constant assault with a battering ram and sometimes just continuing to keep my life from falling completely to pieces seems like a pretty big accomplishment. (You always give such deep and thoughtful answers to my questions, I feel like I owe you a little depth 😘)

#Thanks for the questions! This was fun 😊 #and reminded me that there are anons in my ask box I haven't gotten to yet! sorry anons! #howlin atcha #😎✋ #question friday adjacent

[eyes-like-a-pisces]

6, 19 29, 37, 56, 69 😚☺️😘😚🥰😚💋💋

6. favorite youtube channel? I have to put them into cathegories, cause It's hard to compare

Lifestyle - Emma Chamberlain. I literally have no idea about popular youtube world, but I discovered her recently, cause I had her vid recommended or sth and I think she's a modern philosopher and the most relatable girl. Especially now, when she's more "grown up" let's say.

The milk club: I don't watch her that often anymore, but she's very aesthetic and I loved her calm energy and travelling vlogs. I found them anxiety soothing.

Spiritual - Teal Swan. I especially loved her workshops with people, but I think she has a vid about every issue in the world and I find what she says so on point. + She kinda reminds of Xena the warrior princess

Makeup - a fellow tumblr girl @dandelionapril and her channel the dandelion girl. I'm tired of these makeup channels who just make us buy so much unnecessary stuff, while April is so creative and she recreates looks of vintage stars and actresess and movie characters and It's so inspiring, because she makes you feel like doesn't matter what you look like or how much makeup you own, you can look like all these women you admire.

And John Maclean, but I used to watch him for personality and to enrich my vocabulary, cause he speaks in the most elegant, expensive way + he has a great sense of humour.

True Crime - In english I listen to mostly Eleanor Naele. In polish Stanowo and Piąte nie zabijaj.

Style/clothes: Dearly Bethany. I admire her, cause she dresses so effortlessly chic and she doesn't follow trends, but encourage you to find your personal style and she's almost my height and has a quite similar body shape, so I find her advices really helpful.

Music: Jessica Haeckel - She used to do covers of Tool, Deftones, AIC etc. I've always enjoyed her interpretations. I often come back to her cover ofyellow ledbetter by Pearl Jam.

+polish: mishON and lisie piekło, cause I kinda have a crush on them? And loveandgreatshoes.

19. what do you wear to sleep?

Usually a random t-shirt (often a band t-shirt) and pyjama pants. I dream about a long whitegown, so I could look like a heroine from a Hammer horror. But now It's all about trying not to freeze.

29. how would you describe your style?

Let's say 90s minimalism with a hint of grunge, romantic gothic and also 60s/70s rocker girl, a forest fairy, an artsy college student who just woke up, an elegant classy lady and a dad who doesn't care about fashion, only about comfort, but loves his rock bands and hiking. At the same time.

(Said the girl who has been dressing like Big Lebowski for the past two weeks, but I almost didn't leave the house, so who cares anyway. But in general, I keep attention to the detail and I like when clothes just fit me well, are comfy, but have some "edge" or something unique about them).

37. favorite decade?

90s. Also the 60s/70s, I like 80s too.

56. Answered.

69. what’s something you know a lot about?

I don't know :-). I obviously know some stuff about bands and music I listen to. And gained some informations about subjects I study about. It's always like... When I want to buy a cream, I become a "skincare expert" and when I want to buy a phone, I become a technology expert for a week. So I have some knowledge about lot's of random stuff. Sometimes It's useful and sometimes It's draining, cause It's not that deep, but I'm kinda obsessed with "making the right" choice, which is impossible.

💕💜💕💕💜💕💜😘😘

[prismadog]

FOr the Found Family AU. WHat does Shrub think when Sausage joins Xornoth and is made his Champion? :3

Sorry for taking so long to answer, anon, been a bit busy over here :)

I believe Shrub would be very happy because her dad is finally getting out there and making friends!

I've mentioned it before in another post but idk which one at this point - Shrub kinda turns a blind eye to Xornoth's terrorization of the empires so in her mind, it's just a semi-normal friendship.

but that's not all there is! [we honestly can't be having short answers here, no sir! that ain't how we roll]. this gets a bit long, probably one of the longest posts by now, so get comfy! :D

also. I may have gotten a bit off topic, as I'm wont to do, because instead of just covering Shrub's side of things, I also included a bit of Xornoth and Sausage's thoughts/feelings.

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so, Shrub first meets Sausage through Fwhip and gets to know him a bit more because of the familial relations: Sausage is Fwhip's brother and the Dwarf King of Mythland - whatever a dwarf is, he wants to be a great sorcerer more than anything, and he loves his dog just as much as Shrub loves her wolves! Sausage is also very energetic and happy-go-lucky and just really friendly!

Shrub herself couldn't find a greater guy/friend than Sausage.

the two don't always get a chance to talk but when they do, they talk about all kinds of things, one being their puppers and the other being magic. Shrub herself isn't very good at magic and neither is Sausage so they bond over that as well, especially since they both know others who have more affinity for the art than them - her dad and Gem.

Xornoth sees their interactions and gets to know about Sausage through visits with Shrub - they often visit their child just to check in on her and make sure she's doing well, they worry about her sometimes because they can't always be around (they're still partially imprisoned due to Aeor's magic long ago binding them to the dragon - which, how? how did Aeor accomplish such a feat? Xornoth doesn't know)

they see and hear about Shrub's interactions with the dwarf, and they think that maybe, the Dwarf King could be of use - he could be a pawn, Exor whispers in their ear.

Xornoth will talk to Shrub about anything and everything, but there's some things they'll keep secret from her so's not to make her worry. one such thing is the fact that Exor has started talking to them again, has started demanding they fulfil their role as Champion and not only bring darkness to the world but also take down Aeor's Champion.

they keep that secret, as well as many of their interactions with the other rulers - mostly out of guilt for the terror and pain they're causing, and they don't want their child to see how far they've fallen. they want to be only seen in the brightest of lights to Shrub - she looks up to them, she loves them - and for her to find out what they're doing, they don't want to disappoint her.

so Xornoth works from the shadows as much as they can, following Exor's orders even though they no longer want to. and of these orders, the God wants to spread the corruption, Exor wants to take Xornoth's ability to grow such beautiful plants and use them for his own gain.

but to do that, Exor needs more pawns, and ones that can help free Xornoth from their prison - if his Champion is released, then he's released as well and he can continue his war against Aeor. so, they recruit Sausage into the mix. it doesn't require much to recruit Sausage, all the dwarf really wants is to have magic and be as powerful as Gem of the Crystal Cliffs.

Xornoth doesn't tell Shrub at first about their new minion - how could they tell her that they're extorting others to bring about Exor's victory in an ancient war? they can't, so, they don't. but she finds out anyway.

Shrub is one of the first people Sausage shares his newfound magical abilities with and she couldn't be happier for him. he tells her about his new friend and how they're a demon! she puts two and two together and comes to the conclusion that Sausage's new friend is her dad - a quick q&a about Sausage's new friend confirms it.

then, the next time she sees her dad, she asks them about their new friend and congratulates them on getting out there and getting to know people - she's been worried about them because for a long time, it's only been her and them, no one else, and with her in the Overworld making friends of her own, well, she just doesn't want them to be lonely.

so, Shrub has the wrong idea about their and Sausage's relationship but Xornoth doesn't want to tell her the truth - their guilt and anxiety keep the truth at bay so what they do is they let her believe it's nothing more than a simple friendship.

the truth stays kept for some time, quite a long time actually, until eventually, Sausage starts acting differently. she's concerned about her friend and talks with Xornoth about it but they try to push the concerns aside - Sausage is fine, poppy, there's nothing wrong with him, there's nothing to be worried about.

she accepts this. at first.

then comes the breaking up of the Wither Rose Alliance and the fight with the dragon. she's upset about the WRA splitting and is torn between Fwhip & Gem and Sausage - Sausage has a plan for releasing Xornoth, something she's been unable to do. as much as it sucks, she plays both sides until the inevitable fall of the dragon.

with the fall of the dragon, her dad is finally - FINALLY! - free of their prison and allowed to do anything they want. Xornoth spends quite a bit of time with her when she's not busy but they also go out into the world - she knows that they're visiting the other empires but she doesn't know the extent of their visits, she doesn't know about the terror they're causing.

with the fall of the dragon and the release of the demon, Sausage changes more, becomes just a bit colder and meaner towards others - not to Shrub though! oh no, she's still his friend, she still supports him. right? right! Shrub is a good friend, the bestest friend, apart from Xornoth of course. [Sausage's thoughts]

Shrub gets more concerned about Sausage's change in attitude and she's worried that if something isn't done, she'll lose a good friend. she stays by his side, hoping to keep him from falling more, and she confronts her dad about the change.

Xornoth doesn't want to tell her anything, they want her to ignore what's going on, but she presses the issue - something is going on and she'll be damned if she doesn't find out what. Shrub isn't backing down and there's nothing they can do to get her to stop prying.

so.

they break.

they tell her everything: their guilt and their anxiety and their fears and how they only want to be seen as a good guy in her eyes, they tell her about how they've been using Sausage to get free of their prison and how they've been causing harm to the other empires, they tell her that Exor's been talking to them again and ordering them to do things they no longer want to do. they tell her everything.

should they be putting the weight of the truth on her shoulders? definitely not. but what else can they do? they're drowning in the lies and the guilt and they need a lifeline, they need someone to save them from Exor's grasp, they need someone to pull them back from the darkness in their own soul.

as old as Xornoth is, they're still just a child sometimes that a cruel and vengeful God latched onto and corrupted. yes, Xornoth is an adult, but there's still a part of them that will forever be a boy wanting only to be on the same level as their big brother Alinar.

this is where Shrub's rose-colored glasses shatter into a million pieces and the veil has been lifted. she sees the truth and at first, she's angry - no, she's not angry - she's downright fucking pissed.

some of this anger is directed at the being who raised her - they had a hand in everything that's gone wrong in the world - but she understands that they also had a god directing their actions. of course, that doesn't excuse the things they did, her dad should find a way to, at the very least, apologize, but only after she gets them free of the true villain.

Exor.

the Stag God becomes the one thing she hates and he needs to be taken down. to take him down would mean that her dad, and her friend Sausage, and anyone else that's been harmed by the god, will be free of his grasp.

so, this is where curing the demon really comes into play, but it's not just curing her dad, it's also curing Sausage, and it's curing Joey (as much as she hates the things Joey says, she still kind of likes the guy when he's being decent), and it's freeing the Overworld from Exor's corruption.

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gonna skip some stuff here for now [arena fights specifically and murders, lots of murders] and skip to the part where Sausage is cured because I feel like that's a very important topic.

Shrub sees that Gem has killed Sausage, and at first, she's no more concerned than usual - death happens all the time in this world, he'll just respawn, no big deal.

but then.

then Sausage doesn't respawn.

he died and he didn't respawn, and now his advisors are talking of funerals and wills.

Shrub is concerned, she's worried, she's sad too, her friend is gone - her dad's first friend is dead.

a funeral is held, everyone attends, and belongings are inherited.

days pass, a week, maybe two.

then Sausage returns as a new man, an uncorrupted man. Shrub isn't sure how to feel about his new attitude against the demon, against her father.

Sausage apologizes to everyone for everything he's done and he takes a little extra time to try to talk to Shrub about her support of the demon, just like he does with Joey. he tries to get her to see that the demon isn't worth her loyalty but she doesn't listen, she refuses.

Xornoth asks her to keep a good eye on Sausage, make sure he's okay. despite being the cause of Sausage's corruption, they're sorry, they didn't want to corrupt him but it happened anyway and it's their fault - so they ask her to look after him in a way they can't. she doesn't even need to be asked, of course she'll look after him.

Sausage and Shrub stay by each other, they still talk like before, but it's a strained friendship - he doesn't know why she's so adamant about being loyal to the demon or why she wants to cure it so badly. but she doesn't know how to tell him, and things are only getting more stressful - the cures aren't working and Sausage is starting to pull away.

she decides it's better to just tell him, tell him flat out that Xornoth is her father and that no matter what, she can't turn her back on the being who raised her, she can't abandon her family. she also apologizes for keeping it a secret for so long.

Sausage doesn't know what to say - what can you say when a good friend of your's has lied to you for so long about something so important? he needs space. he can't forgive the demon for what its done, no matter the circumstances, and for now, he's not ready to talk to Shrub again - the friendship isn't over, it's just...he needs time and space to think.

she understands and lets him walk away with her apology, feeling like she really screwed things up. she talks to the wolves and her dad about the talk with Sausage, then, she pushes herself more on trying to find a cure.

there's little to no words said between her and the Dwarf King, they're not enemies but they're not really friends anymore either. Sausage doesn't hold anything against her but he doesn't go out of his way to talk to her either.

then comes the absolute breaking point of everything - the final battle. Sausage expects blood and violence and a tearing of friendships and heartache. Shrub is standing on the side of the rulers, opposing her father, and while they may not really be friends anymore, his heart still goes out to her.

Sausage doesn't know how she'll react once it's done, once the demon is defeated, but he wants to believe he'll try to be there for her.

Joey is still on Xornoth's side, ready to fight, ready to give his life for the demon - and this hurts Sausage as much as it does Shrub, neither want the ruler to die.

but war must happen, Sausage thinks, and he hates it.

but it doesn't happen.

no one attacks, no one initiates the start of the battle.

Xornoth gives themself willingly to the enemy, to the rulers of the Overworld. this is a shock to pretty much everyone. the demon stands down and faces their demise - a demise that doesn't come either.

Scott throws down his weapon and accepts the demon, he stands against their God and says "no". to the shock of everyone, Xornoth is released from Exor's grasp and the demon melts away.

there's an emotional moment - or several long moments - where Scott just holds his lost brother from another lifetime, and Shrub too who kinda butts her way into the embrace.

at the end of it, Conell regrets everything they've ever done and wants to apologize, they know they can't be forgiven but they'd like to make things better if they can. they direct most of this to Sausage - one of the people they've hurt the most.

Sausage hates what happened, he's still having nightmares, but he sets that aside and offers a hand to Conell, an acceptance of their apology, a fresh start. he knows things won't be easy to get over so quickly but they least the two - or three because Shrub is a part of this too - is try.

now it's just a matter of time to see if things get better.

#empire smp #found family au #xornoth adopts child!shubble au #shubble #xornoth #mythical sausage

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Hey-ya, Darling! How are you feeling?

Personally, I feel a little bit strangely-easy and calm, and hope you're just as okay!

I really liked your past fanfic (please don't consider me selfish, I'm just still ecstatic ///)

It's a little embarrassing to ask you a request, but I hope you don't mind 👉👈? I really want to read about little orphan girl Nezuko and alone woman reader that adopts her (•v•)

I honestly like this idea, albeit a little sad hah x)

But, if you feel something bad and unpleasant, then do not write it for your own good!!

Chu, all the best! 🎐

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A/n: Hello again!! I’m feeling a bit gloomy today, but other than that, I’m fine! I’m really glad that you liked the fanfic you requested the other time, I was so happy for a few days after knowing you liked it! Don’t be embarrassed, it’s alright!

Sorry that you had to wait for a few days for this, I was answering my final exam when I found this. But don’t worry, it’s alright!

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Title: Adoption Papers

Pairing: Nezuko Kamado x Reader (Adoptive mother and adopted daughter relationship/ family-established)

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Warning: Grammar errors, kinda cringe, sad backstory, mentions of death, fire,

I am very foreign about adopting/adoption so I did some research about adopting but I might have multiple corrections here, forgive me if I do.

Genre: Fluff, slight angst,

Keys:

Y/n- your name, L/n- last name,

A/n: I’m kinda sad about how this fanfic went because I had no clue how to do this.

Reader: Female

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You live alone in an apartment. Everyday is always boring for you. Wake up, eat, go to work, go home, eat, then sleep. It looks like the day is always repeating over and over again.

You grew tired. You tried dating before, but in the end, it just doesn’t work out. So you stopped finding love and continued your life being alone.

You were walking home from work. While you were walking, you felt a droplet drop on your head. ‘Huh?’ You asked yourself, looking up. More and more rain drops started to fall. You immediately knew that it was raining. “Ugh, and I didn’t even bring my umbrella with me... Great.” You mumbled, getting annoyed.

You clutched the strap of your bag and began running to your apartment. It wasn’t that far from your workplace, just a few minutes away.

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When you finally arrived in your apartment block, you quickly ran inside to take a breather for a moment, then walked to the elevator to your apartment. You passed by someone who was walking in the opposite direction as you. You pressed the up button and waited for the elevator to go down.

While waiting, someone went beside you and waited for the elevator. You checked to see who it was.

It was your neighbor.

You decided on making small talk while waiting for the elevator, you didn’t want it to be awkward.

“Ah.. Hey. Nice seeing you again.” You greeted, giving them a small smile. They smiled back. “Mhm. I haven’t been talking to you in a month now, how are you?” Your neighbor asked. You told them how you were feeling right now and asked if they’re alright. Your neighbor nodded.

You and your neighbor talked for a while now. You trusted the said neighbor, being the first person to talk and welcome you to this apartment. Telling you everything about the city you were in and the bad things you should avoid.

You both heard the elevator make a ‘ding!’ sound, alerting you that the elevator is finally here. The doors opened and you two stepped inside. Your neighbor pressed the nth floor then the elevator started moving up.

It was mostly silence except for the background music coming from the elevator.

A few seconds later, the elevator dinged again. You flinched as you were interrupted while you were in a daze. You first walked out, then walked to your apartment, your neighbor following behind.

Your neighbor reached their apartment door first. “Talk to you later L/n!”

You both bid farewell. Then you walked, stopping in front of your door. You took your apartment keys from your bag and unlocked the door. You entered the slightly small and boring apartment then closed the door behind you, then locked it.

You threw your bag across the couch and slumped beside the bag. You grabbed the remote and turned the tv on.

A few minutes had passed as you were forced to watch family advertisements from the tv. Frustrated, you turned it off and groaned. You stared at the ceiling, filled with sadness.

Then, an idea popped onto your mind.

You can adopt a kid!

You were old enough to adopt, you have an okay home, you have more than enough money for a child and yourself, you have no criminal records, and it’ll be a learning experience for you!

“It’s settled!” You exclaimed, standing with hope. Tomorrow, you will try to adopt a child, to make things better, tomorrow was your day off! You looked at the time to see it was already 5:47PM. You went to the fridge to see that you have some leftovers enough for you for now. ‘I should buy groceries tomorrow then..’ You noted.

You put out an all-nighter to research about adopting and such.

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You woke up ecstatic today and surprisingly early. You're finally going to adopt a child! Or children. But you were planning on adopting only one, since this is going to be your first experience of having a child.

You wore appropriate comfy yet casual clothes that would make you look gorgeous and stand out. You wore little make up, showing your natural face more. You took a shoulder bag then left, not forgetting your keys and locking the door.

You went to your attorney to prepare paperworks about adopting.

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Huge time skip:

It took you months to get everything ready. It was not what you thought it would take. You thought it would just take a week or two. But you were wrong.

‘It’s time for me to adopt!’ You exclaimed to yourself, telling yourself that everything that had happened for the past few months was worth it for a kid. You made yourself look a bit presentable yet casual for your soon adopted child. You wanted to make a great first impression if you want him/her to like you. While you were waiting for the past few months, you decided on getting a girl to adopt.

You went to the adoption center and met the caseworker. You both discussed adoption and which child you will choose. You looked at the pictures and saw one child that had caught your eyes. She had black to flame orange hair, and dark pink eyes. By the emotion she had in the picture, she had a small frown and puffy eyes, possibly from crying. And it said that her name was Nezuko Kamado.

The caseworker glanced at what you're staring at and smiled “Ah, Yes. Nezuko Kamado. She is very kind and cheerful. The characteristics you chose are similar to Nezuko.”

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With Nezuko:

A woman opened the door and peeked her head inside. “Nezuko?” The woman called. Nezuko let out a confused ‘hm?’ sound while making herself visible to the lady. The woman crouched to her level and said sweetly “You’re getting adopted today, Nezuko!”

Nezuko smiled widely. She’s finally getting adopted! She jumped in excitement and joy. “Come on.” The woman said. “Let’s help you pack alright?” Nezuko nodded.

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Nezuko carried a bag filled with her belongings with her. She waved and bid farewell to her fellow friends. Quite sad to be leaving her home but happy to be adopted. She walked with the woman beside her to Nezuko’s new guardian. Nezuko looked up to see a gorgeous lady smiling at her.

You softly smiled at her. “Hello Nezuko, I’m going to be your new mommy.” You introduced yourself. “M-mommy?” You nodded. You took note of her shy behaviour. “H-hello…” Nezuko fiddled with her hands.

You giggled, standing up to the caseworker’s level. “After Nezuko lives with you for a few months, she can be your legal child. You have to do some paperwork too for you to change Nezuko’s last name..” The caseworker explained as they noticed your slightly confused and worried expression.

“Ah, thank you.” You looked down at Nezuko. “Would you like me to carry that bag for you, Nezuko?”

“Yes please.. Thank you.” Nezuko handed you her bag.

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You and Nezuko had finally arrived at your apartment.

“Sorry, it’s kinda small.. But I assure you, it’s cozy sometimes.” You told her. “Oh... Ok! It’s ok!” She beamed. You smiled at her cuteness. You placed her bags you were carrying on a table.

Nezuko jumped on your couch and it slightly bounced. “Comfy..” Nezuko murmured. You sat beside her, giving her a snack that she gratefully took. “Let’s get to know each other, Nezuko. Is that alright?” She happily nodded, giving a shy smile.

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Soon after you got to know her better, you cooked food for the two of you. With Nezuko trying to help you.

After you both made dinner, you both sat across each other then ate the food. “Tasty..” Nezuko murmured, happy as she chewed her food. “I’m glad you like it.” You smiled. You both ate in a comfortable silence, talking every now and then.

You and Nezuko washed the dishes together, then prepared to watch a movie. Nezuko picked a genre and the movie while you prepared popcorn.

While you and a slightly sleepy Nezuko were watching the movie, you thought of everything she had said to you about her.

“I’m really happy you adopted me. I truly am! I’m really happy that I could have another chance of having a new family. The people in the adoption center were nice, But there’s this one girl who is really mean to me.. I don’t know why, but she does something bad to me! But she got adopted a few days before I got adopted.” She said.

“I had many siblings but they were gone. So was my parents…” She sobbed, tears slowly formed in the corner of her eyes. “There was an accident in our home. A fire had started and my brother woke me up, carrying me out the house. Then, my brother carried three of my siblings and left us outside. I don’t know what happened inside the house but..”

“Hey.. Breathe. You’ll be alright. I promise I will take care of you.”

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you saw Nezuko lean onto you as she softly snores. You let out a small yawn and looked at the time. It was already late. You gently and carefully carried Nezuko to your bed and laid her down, placing a blanket on top of her stomach.

You kissed her forehead and murmured a ‘good night’. You went back to the couch and turned off the television. You took a spare blanket from a closet and slept on the couch.

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A few months had passed ever since you adopted Nezuko. After the final paperwork to change her last name to L/n, (Nezuko told you that she wanted to change her last name), She was finally your legal adopted child.

You were not alone anymore. She behaved well and already opened up to you. You both would go to places and do mother-daughter activities together. You both were happy.

You and Nezuko are not alone anymore. You both have each other.

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E/n: This wasn’t what I planned to be the ending but I hope you still liked it! This fic was actually 7 pages long lol.

Extra:

Think of this ^ as you and Nezuko playing tag. Ignore the katana.

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Heyyy its me again! So since your willing to match-ups heres my info! If its too much then i'm sorry lol I tend to rant but I hope this is enough info and thank you for your time! I'm excited to see who you'll match me with! :D

Zodiac sign: Leo sun, Aries moon, Leo rising

Personality Type: ENTP

Pronouns: She/her Sexuality: Straight

I'm 5'4 and I have a very tiny body frame so i'm extremely petite and pretty small. I'm not very curvy and I literally have the body of a cereal box...lol but its fine because I have nice hips and thighs. I have thick brown hair that goes down to my back and it gets tangled pretty easily but its kinda fluffy. I have brown eyes and tiny freckles all over my face and body. I like Flannels, band t-shirts, combat boots, etc. But i'd also always enjoy a nice oversized sweatshirt or hoodie with a pair of skinny, ripped jeans and some converses or something along those lines.

For my personality.....this is where things get interesting. At first people find me very intimidating due to my resting bitch face and cold exterior but I promise i'm not like that ALL the time. When you get to know me, i'm goofy and about everything that comes out of my mouth is sarcasm or some dry humored joke. I'm also that one friend in a group where they literally will do the stupidest shit ever like for an example one time it was super dark outside and my other friend was there, while I was trying to climb a tree and I failed and fell out of the tree, and landed on my back. I got straight up after that somehow it didn't hurt.....like at all? But yeah i'm super reckless and sometimes people have to save me from myself if you get what I mean. I also have a very strong "I don't give a fuck" attitude and I will not hesitate to stick up for myself or my friends....like i'm the type of person where if someone glares at me, i'll glare right back. I'm also a very curious person and a big overthinker.

I have bad anxiety and I can be very self destructive. This is where my feisty, stubborn, hardheaded side comes in. If I want something then i'll fight for it even if it hurts me and i'll get into a bad cycle of putting myself down and trying to do better even if I did great the first time but I always push myself too far and other people have to stop me because I usually can't see it when its happening. I also cover my emotions up and I have a lot of trouble talking about whats bothering me or what problems i'm having emotionally so I put up a wall and I act tough, or happy and sometimes i'll be the exact opposite but I try to hide it.

Weird things about me: I've grown up in the south all my life so sometimes when I talk a few words they'll come out sounding WAYYY more country and southern then I wanted, I don't have an accent but sometimes my words just come out that way. I also love the smell of cigarette smoke....let me explain. When I was a kid my parents smoked a lot and I was used to smelling it and now it reminds me of home and is sort of comforting. I love petnames too like doll, sugar, sweetheart, baby etc.

Things I like: I love swimming (I was on a swim team for about 9 years), I love horror movies, I like rain and the sounds of thunderstorms because its calming to me, I also love the smell of rain, I like cloudy days, cooking, listening to 80's and 90's rock but mainly 90's because 90's is the best, My favorite bands are Bush, Audioslave, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Linkoln Park, Pearl jam but i'm pretty open to anything.

Things I dislike: Spiders.......I will scream if I see a spider

Hmmm, I think I would match you up with Masky (not really a creepypasta, but y'know)! You guys have a lot in common!!

Man, does this dude love flannels, so be prepared to have a lot to steal from >:D You two would be exactly the same, pretty intimitating on the outside, but actually really funny and just funky!! He'd also be pretty much a mother hen, BUT wouldn't really stop you from doing things!! It's best to learn from own experiences, except if it's really smth dangerous.

He himself has a fair share of experience with anxiety and putting on a facade, to hide his emotions. So when you try to hide your feelings, he knows it's hard to talk about emotions, but he would look right thru it. He will patiently wait for you to tell him what's wrong tho!! He cares a lot about you and doesn't want to pressure you into talking about stuff you're not ready to :c

Masky has a slight southern accent! (he's from the south I guess, Alabama if I remember ;_; ) he can hide it well, but sometimes if he's just goofing around the accent will spill sometimes! He also ADORES when you speak in a more southern way!!! He wouldn't say it out loud but it's cute! This man also smokes, like, a lot, mostly for stress relief, but bc he also likes the smell!

ALSO be prepared for the MOST cheesiest petnames ever, honeybun, cuddle wuddle, Sweet pea and much more!! I think he loves to push limits, but if you tell him you don't like a name, he will stop calling you that ^_^

Be prepared to be cuddled to death, while it's raining / there is a thunderstorm, he also finds it comforting!! He used to spend a lot of time outside while it's raining, under the roof of his house, smoking, so big comfy moment!! Masky is also a fan of 80s and 90s rock music, but doesn't really mind any other music!

He will definitely kill all the spiders for you, or at least bring them outside, he doesn't really mind them

I hope this is okay y_y!!! I tried my best :'D

#request #creepypasta matchups #masky

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Whatever It Takes

Still recovering from the injuries when they rescued Samantha and Maxine, Soap and France er- John and Francine sits out on the next mission and enjoys a little rest and recreation. Comfy right?

Chapter 8 to another story made by Ray (echo-three-one) Comments and Reviews appreciated! I hope you enjoy! Love you all ❤️

Previous Chapter : Alex - Just Like Old Times

"Experiment 001"

John 'Soap' MacTavish

Task Force 141 - Off Duty

London, United Kingdom

John barely passed the Physical Test and he was excited that he made it just in time with their next mission. But what he didn't expect was that he was already too late to tag along. They were headed to an Augustus base from a lead they got from Alex, who actually convinced the whole local militia to join his cause. He noted not to underestimate him despite the lack of limbs as that was his specialty back in the CIA.

Now, with enough time and approved Rest and Recreation, he can't believe they're driving to London. He didn't know how it happened but a few nudges and teases from France and they were actually driving his trusty jeep on their way to a local coffee shop she wanted to visit.

"You seem happy for someone who sits out in a fight." Soap commented as France's hair blew softly as the jeep sped across the empty highway.

"Well, I can't force myself out there, might as well enjoy the little freedom from the gunfire and chaos." she cheered, raising her hands openly like a tourist or someone from a music video. Soap rolled his eyes toward her behavior but when he thinks of it, he might use some relaxation himself.

"So, we're really driving to London for coffee? We could've just brewed some back at the base, you know?" he informed, eyes turning to the road. 

"Oh come on Soap! Live a little! It's the relaxing background I'm looking for, the one that yells "Rest up Francine and shoot tangos later!"" she teased, Soap was still not convinced about this, he's all too focused on work, living up to the 'elite' part of the task force.

Soap continued driving and couldn't help but momentarily turn to her, how she shook her head when her hair got in the way, how she giggled at the bumps on the road and how she badgered him with a lot of questions. All of those things he seemed to like. She even told him to slow down so she could take pictures of the view and show them to Maxine when she finally remembers her, along with a few selfies with Soap.

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"So, Soap, this is your vacation? On your phone with a cup of coffee?" France crossed her arms as she sat in front of Soap. The Scottish looked at him, brows raised.

"Don't call me Soap out here. And I'm actually checking German news channels." he informed while not batting an eye on her.

"Really, what should I call you then, Dove?" She joked, while Soap remained unamused.

"John." he muttered.

"Really?! You don't really look like a John. Maybe... a James.. James MacTavish? Sounds better." she mused as she looked at the problematic mohawk man as he keeped raising his phone looking for a signal.

"Hey check your phone. Do you have reception or something?" Soap finally looked at her and turned to the direction she's looking at. A young woman was raising her phone just outside the cafe.

"What is she doing?" France pointed out and Soap was rendered speechless. Moments later the phone exploded into an EMP blast shattering the café windows causing the two to cover under the tables.

"Shite." John muttered and looked at France who was inches near him. France's hands were covering her ears as the ringing continued.

"Come on! Let's leave here before our ears bleed!" Soap roared, enduring the pain of the ringing as he pulled France to safety. People scattered around looking for a spot to stay which was just a few yards away from the phone. Everyone stood still and murmured as the person holding the phone crippled in pain from the said blast.

Francine forced herself off of John's strong grip and winced as she reached the blast zone, enduring the mental pain as she tried to rescue her. John took a while before he helped her up as his ears started to bleed from the ringing. Halfway through safety the phone exploded and the screeching stopped.

911 immediately responded assisting the three of them as well as those who suffered from injuries because of the blast. While being tended from behind the ambulance, a tall red-headed lady with a slick leather jacket introduced herself to them, flashing her INTERPOL badge.

"Hi. I'm sorry you got caught on the crossfire." she apologized, her tone was strict yet calming.

"Aye. It's alright ma'am. We're kinda used to it." John chuckled and Francine nodded. 

"This is kind of my case. Can I ask you for details surrounding the event that just happened?" she blindly fished her notebook and pen from her back pocket and the duo honestly told their story.

"Oh. Thank you very much. um Mr and Mrs…?"

the two of them looked at each other.

"Oh no no no. You've got it all wrong maam!" Francine quickly interrupted.

"Aye. There's no way I'd ask this woman out." John added causing them to argue and bicker like old people.

"Okay Okay. I'll address this differently. You two don't have to fight, okay?" she scolded as she answered her already ringing phone.

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The sun was already setting when they drove back to the base. The ride was cold and quiet and the two of them didn't say a word after they bickered back at the city. Soap momentarily checks in on her while driving but France just crossed her arms and blasted music through her earphones.

John tried to talk to her about it but he hesitated, her body language was enough to tell him that she didn't need any bothering from him today, or maybe ever. So instead of saying words, he quickly turned to a small path just before the Base's entrance and drove seriously.

"Hey hey hey Mister, where are you bringing me?!" She motioned to eject herself from the car by detaching herself from the seatbelts.

"Oi Oi! Calm down. I just thought you needed a breather." he hit the brakes. They were at a small elevated area just below the river that ran behind their base. Francine slowly calmed herself down enjoying the beautiful view as John exited his jeep and walked to a tree stump.

He sat down and faced the river, the moon illuminated his hair and half of his face while France slowly descended from her seat and looked at his blue eye glow as the moonlight hit his face. 

"Cigars aren't allowed at the base. And we're still technically outside." he winked and offered her a light, a sneaky smirk escaped from his perfectly shaped mouth. 

Francine gulped.

"I don't smoke. Thanks." she gestured a no at the Scot and slowly walked toward him as soon as he turned back.

"Mmhmm.. Suit yourself." he teased as he huffed the cigar and released smoke from his mouth, pouting his lips and looked up at the sky. Francine fell quiet, but she could hear her heart thumping, telling her to say the words she wanted to say the moment they met. But she hesitated, there's no time for admiration in the middle of war. She inhaled deeply and sighed.

"This view looks spectacular." she mused, John just chuckled and puffed another breath of smoke.

"What's with you women and beautiful landscapes? Sometimes I don't get it. Like, it's just water and the sky." he complained. Francine smiled telling herself that it's a different view she was referring to. 

'The spectacular view I'm referring to is you, John MacTavish.' she smiled and told herself.

Task Force 141 Base - Lobby

Soap and France just got back inside the base and Shepherd was already looking for them. Word has it that their involvement from events that occurred earlier today alerted the General and called them into briefing.

"Agent Ryder, I believe you've already acquainted yourself with these two members of the force?" Shepherd introduced.

"Yes. It's Mr. MacTavish and Ms. Winters." the redhead nodded to them as a greeting.

"Good." The general seated himself and let the Agent begin talking.

"The case earlier was that of a Jane Doe, an American who used her phone to create a long lasting EMP blast capable of destroying nearby signal receptors at a set range. Coincidentally, one of your members also reported a bigger machine capable of doing bigger blasts back in Germany. While this may be purely coincidental, the interpol assigned me to further investigate this phenomenon as part of my job as Anti-Terror Weapon Division." she briefed, Shepherd had already talked to his higher ups and they already assigned her as part of a joint operation. 

"Furthermore, Our team wants to quickly eradicate traces of such weapons in order to restore peace and order across Europe." she added. Soap nodded in agreement, he was one of the few ones who witnessed the weapon's power and would like to take part in destroying such machinery. 

"Well Ms. Ryder. We have already discussed this. Welcome to the 141. These two will escort you around, make sure you feel comfortable and well fed with all the data you need." he muttered and shook hands with her. She nodded and thanked him as Soap and France gave her a quick tour of the base.

The tour consisted of mostly France talking, she actually got close with Agent Ryder quickly, and Soap was just there following like a dog. And he hates dogs.

"It's good to have someone like you in a place full of men. It eases off the pressure." the Agent thanked her as they dropped her off her quarters. France smiled and held her hand.

"Don't worry. These men may look tough, but then you get to know them, they're actually sweeter than us. Right, Soap?" she turned to him. 

"What are you talking about?" he easily dismissed rolling his eyes, looking everywhere but their direction.

"See?!" France giggled and Agent Ryder laughed along.

"It's a pleasure to be part of this team. Call me Alexandra. Alexandra Ryder." She said.

"Welcome to the 141, Alexandra." France shook hers and smiled. It may feel like a simple handshake but Soap felt that it was going to be an alliance that's going to last for a long time.

Next Chapter : A surPRICE Visit

Notification Squad, my beloved

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[buc3t4l0v3r]

I would like to request a 2012 TMNT matchup for my OC, Avery.

(It seems to me that mutagen works by joining you with whatever you last touched, so that being said...) When she met the guys, one of them had tried to push her out of the way and accidentally ended up pushing her directly into the path of mutagen. (So with that previous mutagen logic-a half human, half turtle combo with 100% human...) She's like 80% human and like 20% turtle.

Her backstory (kinda):

Avery lived with her grandpa after her parents died when she was pretty young. Her grandpa practically raised her and they were very close. He had started suffering from dementia a few years ago and when she was mutated and her grandpa saw her, he freaked out, and the dementia didn't help. So now she lives between the lair and April's. Since she's only partly turtle and mostly human, she has green skin with vitiligo and four fingers, but that's the only real difference. Her facial features changed somewhat, but if she uses enough makeup and face paint - she's able to go out in public.

More or less what she looks like:

Anyways, now for her details:

She's about 5'4", has grey-blue eyes, and medium/long length dark brown hair. She really likes makeup and dresses and having her nails done, but she also doesn't mind getting down and dirty or getting covered in grease. Her favorite season is winter because she absolutely loves the snow, warm fires, sweaters, hot chocolate, and just always feeling comfy. Her favorite holiday is Halloween, though. Very into true crime and horror movies. Loves to read and draw. Not completely useless in a fight, but not very helpful either. Usually just avoids it. Not afraid to tell someone off, but doesn't usually ever have to because she basically gets along with everyone. Is a very genuine person. Typically honest, but ready enough to tell little white lies now and then. Also she really like watching baseball.

Pretty diverse with activities - cue:

Hanging out in the lab with Donnie and questioning him about what he's doing and how things works (Is actually interested, but doesn't understand half the things he says).

Video games, pranks, skateboarding, and dance parties with Mikey. (Actually her best friend).

Workouts, sneaking out, and drum sessions with Raph, even thought they both know she isn't very good.

Long talks, sci-fi binges, and training with Leo. Cue complete nerd sessions about the favorite TV shows.

Can't forget one on one hockey matches and graffiti-ing with Casey.

Or sleepovers and long needed girl time with April

Hello :) sorry for the long time I took in this ask, I'm having some medical issues and sometimes I need rest, I hope you like it anyway ♡

I'd match you with...

Leo ♡

The leader loves you!

He feels sorry for your situation with your grandpa but there isn't too much he can do

But every time you're feeling down he'll quickly prepare a cup of tea just for you guys to enjoy while chatting or just being close to one another

Obviously he feels guilty for your mutation and apologies 24/7

He's a little more relaxed when you said you were able to go out and live your normal life

He loves watching tv shows with you! Sometimes you have tiny discussions about which show you should watch

So many options!!!

He's not into horror movies

And it's not because he's afraid of them

Okay he is

But will never admit it

Actually horror movies are a good excuse to hug you whenever he's scared ;)

Being the leader and having the responsibility to take care of his younger brothers he can feel a little bit exhaust

So it's good he has such a special person at his side

He admires the fact you can easily get along with anyone

This turtle boy also loves winter! So you guys can have a special date (and by date I mean cuddling in the couch and watching Netflix)

Sometimes he'll try to tell you a joke just to make you laugh but 90% of them are terrible

Poor boy

He'll train you and teach you how to fight and defend yourself

Will try to make you meditate with him because he loves having your company

Sometimes he feels jealous of how much you and Mikey are close

But he trusts you obviously

He couldn't ask for a better partner

You're his favorite person and he'll protect you no matter what

And he'll always love you :)♡

Hope you like it ♡

[thahonored1]

Reader as: Suna Rintarou's younger sister💖

A/N : aight lez do dis its bugging me for days lrdy

He would be the chill type of brother

Like, he won't really care about what u do and just go with the flow kinda sibling

BUT HES AN ANNOYING PRICK

His lazy ass would always order u around with every little things like getting him food from the kitchen when he's not feeling like going downstairs

ALSO THE SIBLING WHO WILL BOMBARD U WITH MESSAGE TO GO TO HIS ROOM JUST TO ASK U TO TURN THE LIGHTS OFF

He's also the brother who uses the "im older" card in his arsenal

"WHY'D U USED ALL THE HOT WATER? I HAVEN'T SHOWERED YET!"

"I'm older"

"THAT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE!"

Having an older brother also means unlimited supply of comfy sweatshirts and hoodies

"I washed it, it's mine now"

"..That's my track jacket u dumbass, i need that."

He's somehow also popular with your friends, often telling u how hot ur brother is but u just don't understand

U would just look at them pitifully-

"Get ur eyes checked"

He's also on his phone 23/6, only exception in class or when he's actually sleeping

And this ass of a brother would 100% text u even though ur just a meter apart

//Can u hand me the remote?//

"JUST SPEAK UP! I'M RIGHT BESIDE U!"

But despite being an ass in general, he's still ur brother

He wouldn't hesitate to stand up for u when ur in trouble, even if it's with ur parents

"She failed one class, it wouldn't affect her that much. I failed more than half my classes but i'm still going strong." lmao

but there are still days where he feels like an asshole and watch u get in trouble😌

And though he's a chill guy most of the time

Fights are a constant between u siblings

But it's usually just u getting worked up or pissed

A one sided battle lmao he just watch u get all annoyed

U would always scold him about being lazy but he doesn't mind that

He would instead just insult u right back that often ends up with u crying

But Rintarou's patience aren't unlimited so of course he can also get angry when u go overboard

AND WHEN HE DOES, EXPECT HIS ANGER TO LAST UP TO A MONTH OR MORE

but those are rare moments

He'll only talk to u again after u apologize and give him a bribe (chuupets) cuz he's petty like dat

N E WAYS

Like normal and abnormal brothers alike

He, too, can be pretty protective

Especially when it comes to u being in a relationship👁👄👁

He's not against u having a lover

He just finds it weird since ur his younger sister and he would always see u as a child.

Even if ur just a few years apart

But he wouldn't stop u from doing whatever u want

"Though imma throw hands if u come crying to me because of that guy."

And yes, when u did came crying to him about someone

He wouldn't hesitate to ruin that person's social life in every ways he can😌

though mostly using the twins popularity lmao🥰

"Nah, just embarass him to the school body or else i'll post that one video where Osamu served a ball right to your dic-"

He's also not the type to be the most comforting type of brother but he'll try his best👐

By his best i mean sending u bunch of memes and vines

Or offer u snacks like his fave jellies

He would even do some of ur chores when he sees ur still not fine

He would also try and spend time with u as u ramble about every little things while he throws some side remarks

Those little things are enough to make u feel better

And for those, you're really thankful

Over all he's a prick.

A prick that can sometimes be sweet (:

A reliable asshole of a brother that loves u anyways

11/10 would recommend👍

#haikyuu!! #suna rintarou #suna imagines #haikyuu suna #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!!! #haikyuu #inarizaki #haikyuu scenarios

[icanseeyourholo]

Sooooooo I just finished LYO, and I'm in love! Are you still writing the tidbit extras bc I have a question? So I'm a sucker for any kinda comfy Harry... if Paulie was dealing with something super hard (a death, or like big life altering decisions or whatnot) and crying or having a panic attack; does she come to Harry, does he give her space? How does he help? (If you don't wanna/don't have time to answer that's ok!)

first of all, thank you so much for your kind words! it makes me SO happy when people like what i wrote. it makes me very proud, to be honest!

and i actually love writing these little tidbits so without further ado… below the cut!

Paulie used to not talk much about when she was dealing with something. When it got really tough, she’d sometimes talk to Niall and mostly only when he specifically asked her what was going on.

With Harry, though, with Harry it’s different. In the beginning stages of their relationship Harry tended to get worried when she got quiet. He noticed something was up but she wouldn’t talk to him about it and it gave him flashbacks to when they started hanging out and he had no idea where he stood with her. Paulie noticed that it made him nervous and sad when she shut him out which was actually the last thing she wanted. It was a learning process and there have been many fights with shouting and angry tears and doors slammed in each other’s faces because Harry would get upset with her and she would get annoyed with him but with time, she realised that he wanted to be there for her and that he didn’t offer his shoulder to lean on because he thought it was required but because he wanted to, because he loved her. He learned to give her space when needed and she learned to approach him when she needed him.

Paulie still has trouble voicing her fears and talking about her issues. When she’s faced with difficult situations and her emotions are all over the place, she just wants to be with Harry. Be close to him, feel his presence, until she is ready to talk about whatever is troubling her.

And Harry loves it. He loves to feel needed and he loves that she lets him in, that she shows him how much she needs him.

What Harry does is he offers cuddles, he bakes sweet treats or cooks for her. If it’s really, really bad, however, he would just hold her and tell her he loves her and that he’s there for her. If it’s just ‘one of those days’ he tries to make her laugh or distract her… with… activities. Sometimes he reads poems to her (yes, he is that kind of guy) because he knows it will make her roll her eyes at him and she would tease him and make fun of him and forget her worries for a while. Her making jokes at his expense is so much better than seeing her sad.

#i hope this was okay! #i'm at work and this was a welcome distraction haha #vanessa-found-a-boy