#to love a clown you gotta be a little bit of a clown yourself

[danieyells]

I don't know if you've done it yet but I would like to request Ren lines? I'm having tokyo debunker Ren brainrot bro 😭.

@otomelover23

You're all very welcome! I love you guys too, so far! Sorry you've been deprived of lazy boi lolol HOPEFULLY THESE SATISFY YOU A LITTLE BIT.

He's a little tsundere I think. He's one of those characters who just wants to be normal but he can't just pretend to be normal because he lives surrounded by chaos so he just complains a lot lolol. . .but i think he's a good guy. Aside from that he does not help his mother captain at all.

Default(no affinity):

"If you're just gonna stand there, could you go feed the animals in the aquatic zone? I'm too busy."

"Ugh, why is that clown calling me... ... Whatever, I'll just let it ring out."

you know damn well that if you don't answer the phone you're gonna have to deal with Haru in person. Better to just answer it.

Affinity 1:

"Ugh... Tell me how I'm supposed to sit through classes when I've been up since 4 AM? (yawn) I'm exhausted..."

well if you didn't stay up until 4am--oh who am i kidding i stayed up til like 3 watching a stream and reading datamine stuff and then I got up at like 6:30 to get ready for work I'm no better kekw.

Affinity 2:

"Ugh... I can't believe I'm hiding right now... Why the hell does that clown have to chase me around at lunch time too?"

Affinity 3:

"Preach about doing it for the sake of your friends or the animals or whatever all you want— I really don't give a shit. People who say that stuff are just deluding themselves."

i've known people with this kind of cynicism before. once he finds people care about him he'll come around a little more.

Affinity 5:

"I'm grinding this game on my phone, so could you not talk to me for a while? Crap, I think my RSI is flaring up..."

in Japanese he specifies tendonitis haha

Affinity 6:

"Don't people get embarrassed calling out those words when they use their stigmas? It makes them look like LARPers..."

in japanese he says they sound like they have chuunibyou which is much funnier imo lmao. also i guess that means he can say his in his head? since he'd feel embarrassed doing it aloud.

Affinity 7:

"You think I sigh a lot? Got a problem with that? You realize trying to take away people's freedom of speech is power harrassment, right?"

you're starting to sound like ritsu. gonna hurt yourself reaching like that.

Affinity 8:

"I'm so done... I'm out of HP... Shouldn't I be exempt from missions and classes since I'm looking after all those animals?"

well based on something Haku says in a chat that hasn't come out yet, you can just do missions if you don't go to class, and based on Kaito you can just go to class instead of doing missions. . .but I'm sure Haru forces him on missions anyway lol. . . .

Affinity 9:

"Pfft... The video of that clown getting attacked by that hawk thing is getting so many interacts. This editing thing's actually pretty fun."

does editing count as a creative effort? i wouldn't be surprised if he switched to Hotarubi next year if so, assuming he doesn't get used to Jabberwock and the animals.

Affinity 10:

"Gotta change the locks so that clown can't get in again. I've bought enough padlocks to start my own business by now..."

life haru finds a way. sometimes that way is "towa, break down the door" if he runs out of lockpicking equipment.

Affinity 11:

"My head's killing me... This is the worst... Rise and shine! my ass... It's basically still the middle of the night. Guess I should padlock my windows..."

fun fact, you can get this one between 5am and 11am. 5-6am I can understand being 'basically the middle of the night' but after that you're pushing it lmao

Affinity 12:

"The cafeteria's way over capacity... The assholes who save seats before its even noon are ruining it for everyone else..."

Affinity 13:

"Why's my pay so low... huh? What's this deduction for? "Consultation Fee: Ritsu Shinjo..." He's seriously charging me for complaining...?"

Ritsu charges for looking at him too long. i'd try venting on wickchat over complaining to Ritsu.

Affinity 14:

"That rabbit sure has it good. All it has to do is breathe and everyone fawns over it. Doesn't even have to feed itself. Just wait till it grows up and learns what the world's really like."

WELL BASED ON THAT THE ADULT PEEKABOO WAS STILL BEING FAWNED OVER AND HARU HAD TO STOP PEOPLE FROM PETTING IT BECAUSE IT BITES. . .IT'LL PROBABLY STILL HAVE IT GOOD. Haru takes good care of the animals.

Affinity 15:

"Sup... Huh? I'm alone today. I just got up on my own since if I don't that clown'll wake me up anyway."

yeah? it's because of haru? not because of your affinity with the pc being more than half so you wanna be up earlier to spend more time with them? sure.

Affinity 17:

"No, I'm not going to sleep yet. I'm gonna watch a horror B-movie. You don't have to think, so they're the perfect thing to watch before bed."

i used to watch/listen to mts3k to go to sleep so. i feel this.

Affinity 18:

"Well done me for surviving another day... Oh, same to you too, {PC}. I don't how you can do this stuff voluntarily."

SOME PEOPLE JUST LIKE ANIMALS DAWG.

Affinity 19:

"Huh? I'm going to the campus store to buy some stuff, where are you going? Well, I'm going that way, so...bye."

not sure if shy or asocial lmao. could be both!

Affinity 20:

"You're being forced to help out again? Wow, a doormat out in the wild. So? Where do you want me to carry all this food?"

Affinity 21:

"This? It's a video I uploaded. People seem really into it. It's of that clown getting chased by a dog and flailing around like one of those inflatable air dancers."

Affinity 22:

"What am I doing today? Working at the diner. Oh, if you want to keep me company, feel free to come by. As long as you serve yourself."

it's not a date or anything since he's at work but like. . .he is inviting you to hang out. . . .

Affinity 23:

"Huh? You were waiting for me to get off work? Oh... Thanks. Wait, that clown put you up to this?! I'm gonna kill him..."

NO NO WE CAME HERE WILLINGLY probably. although it does seem like Haru to be like "oh hey Ren really really likes you, you should go pick him up from work! he'd love that!!" like a real nosy mom who's trying to get his son together with his crush.

Affinity 24:

"When did it get this late? That was horrifyingly fast... I'll walk part of the way back with you. I was gonna go buy something to drink anyway..."

excuses, excuses. . . .

Affinity 25(max):

"Every day here is a fresh hell, sure, but... You're suffering through it with me, so I guess I'll stick it out a little longer..."

'this sucks but you make it suck a little(a lot) less so i can keep going'. yep, that's our tsundere alright!

Spring:

"That clown's even more slap-happy than usual lately—it's horrible. Has he got spring fever or something?"

"Towa keeps trying to make me drink some kind of rice porridge with weird flowers in it... It's actual porridge harassment."

considering the flower Towa associates with Ren is poisonous, i think it's safe to assume he is literally trying to poison him to death lmao. also wtf is porridge harassment--i even tried looking it up in japanese and the first thing that came up was someone screenshotting it and saying "what is porridge harassment" lolol

"All this farm labor's bad enough without all the caterpillars and weird plants that are out there now...This is harassment."

what's harassing you, nature? as someone who just had to kill a huge mosquito that came into my room, nature is harassing me too.

"I hate cherry blossoms. They're like the flower version of being a legacy kid— all they have to do is bloom once a year and everyone claps."

in japanese what he says is something like 'i hate them just like people born with silver spoons in their mouths'. basically he hates people born into privilege lol i bet he'd have the potential to get along well with haku until he learns he'll be inheriting a shrine. . . .

Summer:

"This is the worst... It's not even noon yet, how is it so hot? Summer is for extroverts and party animals, I wish it could just be over already..."

"A group trip to the beach? I'd rather die. No decent person would ever go there of their own free will."

butbutbut. think of the summer skins!!!

"Summer was our busy period back home, so I always had to kill myself helping out. Now I'm here though... nothing's changed."

"How can the A/C be banned in the dorm...? Who gives a shit what temperature some anomalous animal that sneaks in prefers, humans should come first..."

okay i agree with him here though what the fuck kind of rule is that. can we talk to hyde about that, that's insane haru.

Autumn:

"Now it's getting colder, I nearly found myself feeling grateful for this tragic jumpsuit... Am I being brainwashed...?"

"Fall, the season of the harvest—I'll stick with cup noodles, thanks. "Fall, the season to enjoy the outdoors"—screw that. I'm gonna make it the season of naps."

"Look—I got bitten by some weird bug anomaly. To hell with the stupid bug spray ban, I'm buying some."

"I feel like the mountains are rowdier when there's a full moon. Pretty sure my enemy encounter rate goes up when I'm on patrol too... Maybe I'm just imagining it."

Winter:

"Since the climate in Jabberwock's so messed up, sometimes it's actually warm in winter. The blizzards are way stronger though..."

have you tried pissing towa off less?

"Oh god, I just saw what's in the diner's new Mystery Hot Pot... It's gotta be a matter of time before this place goes bust..."

i mean if they had ordinary health inspectors maybe lolol

"That clown broke my window so my room's like a freezer... Oh, don't worry. I just took his room instead."

His birthday:

"You got this for me? That clown's been spreading my personal info around... No, it's fine, I'll still take it. Thanks."

i guess he doesn't really tell people his birthday, huh.

Your birthday:

"Happy birthday, {PC}. ...Isn't it kind of rude to look so surprised I'd celebrate your birthday? That came from the heart, you know."

I MEAN YOU NORMALLY DON'T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING. . .it's happy surprise!!!

New Years:

"Happy New Year. My resolution? Escaping the hell hole that is Jabberwock, for starters."

well you got here in like September or something so. you've got a while befor eyou can switch houses lmao but you can do it this year!

Valentine's Day:

"You got me chocolates? You're the type who does all this kind of stuff, huh? No, it's fine, you went to the trouble and everything so I'll take them."

i love when characters kinda mock you for doing getting them something but then they're like "nonono i want it gimme--" lolol from Ren especially it's very tsundere. poor guy wouldn't be straightforward about his feelings unless a damn life was on the line.

White Day:

"{PC}... Here, if you want them. I just bought the first thing I saw, so don't read into it..."

i bet it's actually really nice lolol

April Fool's Day:

"Guess what? I got special permission to switch houses. That nightmare is now behind me! I wish..."

Halloween:

"I hope everyone who gets excited about Halloween lives in misery for the rest of their lives. Why the hell do I have to help out with this stupid themed tour?"

Christmas:

"Can I ask you a question, {PC}? You don't still believe in Santa Claus, do you? Never mind, it doesn't matter. Have a good Christmas."

i mean. . .after coming here santa is a plausible entity to believe in. . .if there's gonna be a santa i don't wanna be caught not believing and missing out on gifts. . . .

Idle:

"Pfft... This edit's awesome. I'm a genius. I'll show {PC} when she gets back."

true bonding is sharing the funny memes you worked hard on. . . .

Absent:

"It's not like I was waiting for you or anything. It's just this hell hole is even more unbearable when you're not around..."

YEP THAT'S OUR UNFORTUNATE CUSTOMER SERVICE EMPLOYEE TSUNDERE ALRIGHT. His lines don't really get super affectionate but. They still have a charm to them when you realize how much he hides his feelings in the usual tsundere way. He likes you a lot but like. . .it's a bother and it's embarrassing. . .and what're the chances you're into him? He'll just invite you over to watch movies and play games with him and stuff. . .and tell himself it's fine to just be friends until it eats away at him. . .or until Haru spills the beans for him--

this took way too long because i got distracted like three times in the middle and my laptop started freaking out and i had to figure out why and close and reopen everything about 8 times hahaha. . . . OKAY TIME FOR ME TO GO TO BED! I hope this satisfies you a little bit!!

#ren shiranami #tokyo debunker #tokyo debunker spoilers #datamining cw #danie yells at tokyo debunker #danie yells answers #danie yells with anons #I ONCE AGAIN HAVE A DOUBLE TOMORROW LIKE EVERY WEEKEND but then i can sleep a little more sunday night #it is almost 1am lol i haven't even had anything to eat yet. . . . #i probably shittalk him a little bit i do love him. like what a relateable dude.

[kurohaai]

Their entire matespritship in two images

They live in shoujo while their surrounding live in comedy while constantly taking psychic damage 💜❤️

Purple Das & Blue Ofi - mine Rust Pavnis - @theartisticapparition 's Teal Yleeda - @heuristicallyinclined 's

#homestuck #fantrolls #bloodswap #Daseer Wanlyn #Pavnis Madron #Ofelia Asvini #Yleeda Vulfen #matesprits #moirails #doodle #Kuroha Ai #to love a clown you gotta be a little bit of a clown yourself #they're made for each other #good for them #his absolute balance tho #your option with him is either the clown car or this #Ofi is just babe-ing with her motorbike and then there's Das

[beastofbrden]

four times you and James were accidentally caught carrying pieces of each other + one time you did it on purpose| J.P

boyfriend!james potter x gryffindor!fem!reader

word count: 3.773 content: fluff, "secret" relationship warnings: reader has hair long enough to wear ribbons, not proofread notes: i love love love 4+1 fics and this is my first attempt at writing one. p.s girls when james potter can't be their boyfriend😫 i listened to littlest things while writing this :)

1.

- Hi, Jamie - you went to give him a quick kiss hello when you met at the hallway. When you distanced yourself, he pouted.

- Another one - he begged. You did as told, but when you distanced yourself a second time, he sighed in exasperation - Come here, will ya?

He held your face with his strong hands as he kissed you for a long moment. Your heart went crazy on your chest with the familiar taste of his lips and the warmth of his palms. When the kiss ended, he pulled away slowly, but kept his hands on your face, delicately brushing a few rebel strands of hair away.

- I’ll take this as you’ve missed me? - you teased, your eyes glimmering in the way they only do when you’re around James.

- Are you teasing me, missy? - he faked an overdramatic expression of offense.- And me here, thinking that you’ve missed me too, after such a long time we’ve been apart!

- We’ve had one separate class, drama queen. - you rolled your eyes at him.

- Well for me, it was a lot. But if you don’t miss your boyfriend, that’s fine… - He faked a hiccup and cleaned an imaginary tear from his eye.

- I’ve seen you this morning - you lowered your voice into a knowing whisper - Remember?

He dropped the act at the mention of the earlier morning and smirked in that cheeky way that made your heart beat two times faster.

- How could I forget…- He reached to snake his arms around your waist.

- Shh! James, stop. I think I’ve heard someone - You stepped away from him. You had heard talking somewhere around the corner of the empty hallway you were both in. You and James kept a distance as a group of third years passed by. They giggled when they recognized James Potter, the Quidditch captain, and your boyfriend, being the tease he was, waved at them, making them almost faint.

- They would miss me if i was their boyfriend, y’know - He said, and just like you predicted, he was wearing that pompous smirk he had when these things happened.

- You’ve eaten a little clown for breakfast today? - You rolled your eyes at him.

- No need to get that jealous of your competition, Y/N. - You crossed your arms and frowned. He laughed, placing his arms around you. - Even though you don’t miss me, you’re my favorite girl. 

- Even though you’re a smug prick, I did miss you. A lot.

- A lot? But it was just one class… - He mocked your previous words in a high pitched tone.

- It was one class too many  - Your heart turned into mush as you looked into his eyes, not being able to keep yourself from kissing him again.

Just a month before, being with him like this was just a beautiful, distant daydream in your head. You both were pining and longing for each other, handling what you both thought was an unrequited love for your best friend. Now, you and James were into that honeymoon phase of the relationship where you just couldn’t keep your hands (or your mouths) off from each other. That was logistically complicated, since you had decided to go slow and keep things a bit more private. You were just discovering the sweetness of finally belonging to one another, and you had the opinion that the gossip that would obviously arise from your relationship would take away some of that joy. So, for now, you were happy keeping it just between you two and the Marauders.

- What class do we have now? 

- Hmmm...Charms? Yeah, I think so. I’ll meet you there, I gotta give McGonagall some papers. 

- Alrighty - you agreed, getting on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. - Don’t take too long.

- I think we both know I can’t stay away from you too long - he smiled.

James walked the hallways in that strut that he liked to deny having. Everyone was already inside the classrooms to resume the classes after lunch. He knocked on McGonagall’s door.

- Turn to page 278 to read about Vero Verto - James heard the professor’s voice getting closer to the door as she instructed the first year students she was teaching. - Silently.

- Good morning, Minnie. - He greeted McGonagall with a smile.

- Hm, good morning, Potter - He adored McGonagall, and he knew she liked him too, specially for bringing Gryffindor multiple Quidditch championships, but the professor was never one to smile loosely. However, the way she was scanning his face through her half moon glasses, her eyebrows furrowing even more than usual, made him uneasy.

- I just passed by to bring my homework, and… -

- What is that on your face, Potter? - She questioned abruptly. Her question caught the students’ attention, and all eyes turned to James. The room erupted with laughter. 

- Silence! - She commanded, her harsh tone making them quiet down, settling for muffled giggles and whispers.

- On my face? - James touched his cheek.

- Yes, Potter. There is a lipstick stain on your cheek.

He felt the blood draining from his face: Y/N’s lipstick must have stained his skin when she kissed him.

- Ah, that’s nothing, Minnie - he brushed his cheek aggressively. The rubbing must have only smeared the lipstick, because the class bursted into an even louder fit of giggles, this time followed by kissing sounds. - The girls these days, y'know…

The professor grabbed the papers he was carrying.

- Go clean yourself, Potter. - She eyed him suspiciously before closing the door with a bang.

2.

- I think she’ll eventually forgive you, Marls. There’s no way she would break up with you for such a silly thing.

- I don’t know, Y/N, she seemed really hurt this morning…

You gave Marlene a side hug, hoping to give her some solace. You had been comforting her since lunch, when she came to tell you about the fight she had had with Dorcas.

- Give her some time, yeah? I’m absolutely sure she’ll come around. I mean, she’s head over heels in love with you.

- You think so? - she looked up at you with hope in her red, puffy eyes

- I know so - You reassured her with a smile.

It was a windy afternoon, and a sudden intense breeze rushed through the castle’s yard, where you were walking with Marlene towards the Astronomy tower. Your scarf, loosely hanging around your neck, got carried by the wind.

- Ah, crap! - You started chasing it as it flew. Marlene started helping you, and after jogging a bit, she was able to fetch it.

- Here - she handed it to you. 

When you went to grab it, her eyes seemed to notice something in the end of the scarf. A sudden rush of panic flooded you as you noticed what it was: James’ initials.

You both had left his dorm in a hurry this morning (as usual), because he made you late (as usual). You two lost track of time, and before you noticed, there was only ten minutes left for you to get ready, get something for breakfast and get to Flitwick’s class. You had gathered your uniform where you had left it ready the night before, but you must’ve grabbed his scarf instead of yours, somehow.

- Is this…? - Marlene’s hand brushed the yellow embroidered J.F.P. At first, she looked confused, but when recognition downed on her, she squinted her eyes at you with a smirk - Is this James’?

Marlene had always teased you about James, making fun of how oblivious you were to his obvious crush on you. She was one of your best friends, and you could tell her the true reason why you were with James' scarf, and she would surely be over the moon for you. You were tired of hiding your relationship, but since you hadn’t talked to James, you'd have to lie, again.

Now, you couldn’t deny it was James’ scarf, because there weren’t many James Fleamont Potters around Hogwarts, so it would be, theoretically, only half a lie.

- Yeah - You tried to conceal the sudden high pitch of your voice, granted for when you lied  - It’s James’. He lent me his this morning, since, you know, it’s windy and I lost mine, uh… at the lake. It fell and I think the squid got it. You know how sneaky that little guy is, always fetching things. Anyways, thanks, Marls!

You laughed awkwardly and got the scarf away from her hands. As you tied it safely around your neck, you smelled a strong whiff of James’ scent. You didn’t know how you hadn’t noticed that you had gotten his scarf, maybe because you were already used to his scent, spending all the time wrapped around him. It would’ve been a plausible lie if you hadn’t gotten nervous and thrown all that squid nonsense in there. You felt like a kid getting caught eating ice cream before dinner. Your face burned when Marlene said in a casual tone, while clearly holding in a laugh:

- I could swear that I saw your scarf on your neck last night….

3. 

- Potter!

James lifted his head from his parchment as Frank Longbottom called out his name. You and him had been doing Potions homework in the common room, your legs resting on his lap under the table.

- I lost my prefect badge and I’m on patrol tonight. Can you lend me yours, just for tonight? 

- Yeah, sure! It’s in my dorm.

You lifted your legs to allow him to get up, and he winked at you as he and Frank headed upstairs

- The room’s a mess, thanks to Sirius, but I remember I put it somewhere around… here… - James started looking on his desk for the bronze badge. Sirius, being the hurricane he was, had thrown a bunch of his things over James’ desk, so it would take some digging. - Sit down, this might take awhile.

James dug through socks, blouses, but secretly thanked Sirius for the mess: that way, it was easier to discreetly push your things into a drawer so Frank wouldn’t see. A brownish glimmer caught James’ eye.

- Ah, found it! - James turned around holding the badge victoriously.

Frank was analyzing a plushie. Not just any plushie: the teddy bear you had given James the week before. ‘It looks just like you, Jamie” you had said, while giggling “It’s cuddly”. It was a brown bear holding a heart. You enchanted it so he would sing a sappy love song every time James squeezed its belly and even sprayed a bit of your perfume on it. James had absolutely loved the gift, just as he did everything else you gave him, so much that he kept it placed safely on his bed, where Frank had seen it. Then, for  James’ absolute panic, Frank pressed its belly., and the bear started belting:

And they called it puppy love, just because we're seventeen…

James snatched the bear away from Frank.

- Silencio! 

When he looked back at Frank, he raised an amused eyebrow.

- That’s… Sirius gave it to me - Why that was the first thing that came to James’ mind, he had no idea. But he would have to run with it.

- A plushie? - Frank chuckled.

- Yeah, you know the guy. Does anything for a laugh.

- Even enchanting it to sing?

- Er, he… - James searched his mind for something - He goes to great lengths. 

- I see, he sprayed perfume on it and all.

- Impressive lengths, really.

James gave Frank his best innocent smile. Truth was, he was tired of doing this, hiding things between you. He had been for weeks now, but he was afraid bringing it up would make you feel pressured. Frank was a really nice guy, and he was madly in love with his girlfriend, Alice, so he would surely be happy for you two, but since James hadn’t had the guts to discuss you two’s arrangement, he would need Frank to believe him, even if it was clear he was finding it all very amusing, and not buying any of it.

- I find this perfume a little familiar… Like I know someone who uses it… Probably Y/N - Frank put his finger on his chin, pretending to think while sniffing the air - But I think I’m mixing things up. Anyway, thanks for the badge, puppy love.

4. 

- It says we need to add… -  Mary leaned into her textbook to read the instructions while you laborly stirred your laughing potion  - billywig sting?

- Only sting? Are you sure? I remember it being billywig sting slime!

- I wrote down only “sting”, but I probably messed up. 

- If we add the right one, it’ll be the laughing potion. If we add the wrong one, it’ll end up a floating potion. I just can’t remember which is which!

- Maybe we should take a look at your book. Where is it?

- Yeah, sure. It’s in my bag - You cleaned a few drops of sweat from your forehead.

Mary leaned down to search for it.

- Got it!

She placed the book between you two and started browsing through, looking for the right page for the laughing potion while you attentively observed the suspicious blue tone of your potion. 

- “For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams of the beautiful Y/N”. Signed, James.

You turned to Mary in sheer terror. 

If you had to determine James’ love languages, it would easily be physical touch and words of affirmation. But lately, he had taken a liking to gift giving. Between paper rings, notes, letters, origamis, even silly stick drawings he did of you two, you had quite an extensive collection sitting in a tea box on your bedside table. He couldn’t help it: the silly gifts kept you smiling the whole day through. For James, drawing stick figures or writing little poems was a very small price to pay for your smile, the one thing that lit his whole world up like sunlight. He gave you this specific one, with a customized version of a piece of ‘“Annabel Lee” yesterday, and you had forgotten to add it to your extensive collection after coming by your dorm.

You dropped the spoon you were stirring the potion with. There was no denying this. James was a clown, he always had been, but one thing he never joked around with was other people’s feelings. Everyone knew that. He wouldn’t have written you this if he didn’t mean it.

- Aww, that’s so sweet - Mary smiled at the paper.

- Mary… 

- Y/N, hey, relax, alright? - She stopped smiling when she saw your eyes widen. - We all know it.

They all know it?

- Everyone sees the way you look at each other. And the people talk. Particularly, I’ve only heard people saying that you two are adorable, and some other people saying that they envy you or they envy James. It’s fine, I promise. 

- But I… we tried…

- I know you tried. But listen: ever since I first met you, whenever you and James are in a room together, it’s like you’re the only two people in the world, and we are all watching. So when you started to sneak around, poorly, may I add, leaving the dorm late at night, going around with his clothes, happier than I’ve ever seen, it wasn’t hard to add things up. Also, you guys suck at keeping things secret.

You two shared a laugh. Your long forgotten laughing/floating potion bubbled in the wrongest shade of green.

- I know. But we really tried our best.

She gave you a soft smile.

- Y/N, when two people are this much in love, there’s no hiding it. 

+1

You were laying down at James’ bed. It was a warm, sunny sunday morning that basked the whole dorm room in golden. James was standing by his chest of drawers, shuffling through his clothes to find his uniform for the Quidditch match that would start after breakfast. You watched the muscles on his back, the curves of his shoulder, the nape of his neck, his rebel dark hair. All the freckles on his skin that marked your favorite places to kiss.

- I can feel you looking at me, y’know. And I’m shy. - He turned his face to look at you. The movement gave you a view of his dark eyes, his glasses, the curve of his lips as he grinned, his straight nose.

- It’s not my fault you are beautiful. - You sighed.

- I’m beautiful? - He opened a genuine smile, one that showed his dimples.

- Yes.

In two long strides, he reached the bed. He sat down by your side, and his eyes scanned you lovingly, making you blush under his gaze. 

- I’ll only take your word for it only cause you’re the most beautiful girl in the world.- he whispered before kissing the tip of your nose.

You two looked at each other a bit longer. The sunlight that creeped into the room made his eyes look like warm dripping honey. James was never one to be sheepish, but you could tell by the soft tint his cheeks that you looking at him like he hung the stars on the sky made him shy.

- C’mon, sleepy girl, or we’ll be late. And I can’t play without my lucky charm, yeah?

You didn’t move, and neither did him, despite his words. You leaned in, getting closer to him.

- I want to give you something, Jamie.

- Your heart? I’ll take it.

- You already have it. It’s something else. Close your eyes.

He did as told. He was so beautiful that it made you dizzy. His eyes, his mouth, his hands, his skin. Every part of him felt like home. Unable to help yourself, you kissed his lips chastely and he hummed with satisfaction.

- Is that it? - He peeked.

- No. Keep them closed.

You reached for his bedside table where you had placed the ribbon you always wore on your hair the night before. These ribbons were your trademark, and you wore them every single day. You cut up a piece with a scissor you had brought for this purpose.

You softly grabbed James’ warm hand. You placed the satiny strip around his wrist, and with a touch of your wand, turned it into a compact ribbon bracelet.

- Open.

He immediately looked down at his wrist, and his eyes instantly flooded with emotion.

- Wear it for the game, okay? For luck. And after that, too, if you’d like.

- Y/N… these are your ribbons. Everyone knows…

- I want them to know. You are the best thing that’s ever been mine, and the rest of the world should know.

James stayed silent, fiddling with his new bracelet. Panic started creeping into your chest: it hadn’t occurred to you that maybe James wasn’t ready, but it probably should. What if that was too much for him? What if…

- I get it if you’re not ready, by the way, I just… You know - You tried chuckling to lighten up the mood, but it came out humorless.

- What? No! Of course I want that!

- I don’t want you to feel pressured…

James touched your thighs, urging you to look up at him.

- Y/N, I’ve been meaning to talk about this with you for a while. I was just thinking that you are so… delicate. I’m much more… flashy.

You frowned your brows in confusion.

- What do you mean?

James opened a mischievous grin.

- It’s your turn to close your eyes.

Blindly, you listened closely to the creaking of the bed as James rose, his steps walking to the drawer, his muffled laugh. 

- You ready? Open.

The sight before your eyes made you wish you had a camera to keep this exact moment forever. James was standing there, with open arms, and a white t-shirt that read: I <3 MY GIRLFRIEND. 

- This is my way of going public. Ya like it?

You burst out laughing.

- You didn’t!

- You’re shocked now? Wait until you see… this.

When he turned around, you got a look at the back of the t-shirt, where there was a photo of you. Your hands flew to your mouth in blissful shock.

- James!

- So, did ya like it?

James had the biggest, brightest proud smile on his face. You jumped into his arms, still laughing.

- I… loved… it! - You kissed his face repeatedly between words. - I want a matching one, though.

- I’ll arrange it. Do you think McGonagall would let me use this as a game uniform? 

- Maybe, since she will be too shocked to even answer.

- I don’t think so, after she caught me with a kiss stain on my face.

- What? When? You didn’t tell me that!

- Oh, trust me, I will. But later, cause right now I have a shirt and a girlfriend to show off.

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[hazbin-a-helluvamagines]

Heyyy I'm sooo happy that you're back ! I hope you're doing ok now ! Make sure to take good care of yourself.☺️

if it's not too much, can we have some Verosika and fizzarolli headcanons with a lil sister reader (platonic obviously)

"Little Sis" ; Fizzarolli, Verosika Mayday

Look. You're probably the only one he actually kept around after the whole incident with the circus and following him into his employment with Mammon.

You get to see him at his absolute worst, when he's struggling with Mammon, the abuse, the exploitation, you get a front-row seat to every breakdown and panic attack.

And he had the desire to keep you out of that life. Forever. So he'd never let you attend any performances or shows where Mammon was present.

You could see him at Ozzie's, see all the cool songs and tricks he could do, but other than that? He didn't want to risk Mammon scouting you as potential talent. He thinks he'd go insane if something ever happened to put you in the position he's in.

"But Fizz, why can't I ever see you at the Clown Pageant?"

"Y/N, it's... It's not a nice place. If it were, I'd let you, but... please. For me, don't argue with me. I don't... want you seeing what I do there."

Of course, reluctantly, you agree. If it's that important to him, he must be being truthful that there are things you'd just rather not see there.

But after Fizz quits? He shows you all the videos online of Ozzie protecting him. :)

Speaking of!! You get to meet and chill with Ozzie! A total gentleman towards both you and your big brother, and you can see the way Fizzarolli's face flushes whenever Ozzie holds his hand or makes a sweet compliment.

Honestly, Asmodeus is one of the few people who's been able to make your brother smile and laugh throughout the duration of his absolute misery.

And of course, it's important for Asmodeus to meet his future sister-in-law!

You've spent your entire life making him happy. And now that he's free, he can finally return the favor. :))

Verosika's sibling? I doubt you're not part of her posse, and therefore, famous alongside her and her clique. Both in Hell and on Earth.

She calls you "sis", "bro", or "sib", depending on what pronouns you use.

"Hey, sib! Coco and Apple and I are going shopping, wanna come? Last one in the car's a fucking virgin."

She's a pretty irresponsible big sister, honestly. She'll swear, make innuendos, and take you places you probably shouldn't be. But the second someone actually tries some shit on you, it's over. Those heels of hers are rather painful when embedded in someone's dick, after all.

You were with her through her breakup with Blitzø, and you, like Fizz's sibling, also got to see her at her worst. Baggy hoodies, runny mascara, ice cream, filthy hair, depression... The works. She never meant for you to see her like that. It was jarring, and she knows it, to see someone so confident and sweet become so broken and petty.

But on the plus side, she ended up giving you a ton of things because she wanted to try and salvage all the relationships she already had, with you, with her posse, hell, probably even with your guys' parents.

She's also super protective of you. As a succubus in Hell, she knows better than almost anyone else how touchy and unwelcomely handsy others can be with your kind. So she always makes sure to have some pepper spray on her, at the very least, plus teaching you the whole 'keys between the fingers' trick.

"Okay, so you stick each of these keys between your fingers... Yeah, like that! And then you punch 'im in the dick. And if it's a lady? Ditch the keys, purple nurple her."

It's honestly a bit eerie how well-versed she is, but hey, it's Hell, a girl's gotta protect herself somehow. And she'll be damned if her little sibling can't do it, either.

You have your spats, but deep down, the both of you love each other. Nothing could change that.

I hope you enjoy never sleeping, though, because damn, her karaoke nights last forever- At least she can sing, I guess-

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[mynameismckenziemae]

All of Me

Part 7

(previous part here, next part here)

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x You

Summary: Jake shows up when he doesn’t have to and it just makes you want him more.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI! Smut, ass play, oral (both m & f receiving), femdom kind of?, p in v, idk probably more. Lmk if I missed anything.

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“Look who I found wandering around like a lost puppy,” Bradley says as he enters your office with his lunch on Monday. “Said he was on his way here?”

Jake comes in behind him, looking a little worse for wear.

“Yeah,” you reply, “We talked about it on Saturday, he’s got a little bit of a medical phobia so we’re gonna try having lunch in the medical center and see if it helps.”

“Makes sense,” Bradley nods, buying the ruse. “That’s why you kept putting your physical off, eh?”

“Yeah,” Jake replies, picking at his food.

“I won’t tell anyone,” Bradley tells him, trying to put him at ease, “Can’t say much when I’m terrified of clowns,” he turns to you. “What time is Drew’s game on Wednesday?”

“6,” you pull out your phone to double-check.

“I should be able to make it then. Wanna come?” He asks Jake.

Jake looks at you, not wanting to overstep.

“Drew would love it,” you say honestly, giving him the okay.

“Sure,” he smiles, “I’ll be there.”

“Hey, did you sign him up for that camp yet?” Bradley asks, “he’s been talking about it nonstop and asked me to remind you.”

“Yes, last night. It’s a 2-week sleep-away camp,” you explain to Jake. “I was a little hesitant; he’s only 8 and it’s right after school lets out so I won’t get to spend much time with before he has to leave but I decided to let him go. I never got to do fun stuff like that when I was a kid.”

Jake nods. “Some of my favorite memories were made at summer camp.”

“Agreed,” Bradley says. “Plus you’ll have 2 weeks to all to yourself. Maybe you’ll finally get laid.”

Jake’s trying not to smile as you choke on the water you were sipping. “Jesus Roo.”

He shrugs. “What? Maybe you’d sleep better after getting dicked down.”

“Please stop,” you mutter, hiding your face in your hands.

“I’m just saying,” he continues. “Maybe Jake here could help you out?”

It’s Jake’s turn to choke.

“Just because you’re a manwhore doesn’t mean the rest of us have to be,” you tease as you throw a crouton at him.

“I’m not-hang on I’ve gotta take this, it’s Cyclone,” Bradley says, answering his phone as he steps out in the hallway.

Jake gives you a knowing smile as you shake your head at Bradley’s antics.

“…be right there,” Bradley says as he returns a moment later only to grab his lunch and turn back to the door. “Gotta go, he wants to talk to me quick before our hop this afternoon. See ya guys.”

“Bye,” the two of you reply but he’s already gone.

“So what’d you do yesterday?” You ask.

“Not much, just caught up on some laundry. You?”

Missed you. Thought about you all day.

“Cleaned, caught up on some laundry too, and played baseball with Drew and Ron,” you reply.

“You play baseball too?” He asks. “Is there anything you can’t do?”

You smile. “I played a lot of sports growing up,” your smile fades as you continue. “Anything to avoid going home.”

“Understandable,” his foot nudges yours under the desk; comforting you. “Drew’s lucky to have such a cool mom.”

“He thinks so too. For now at least,” you laugh.

The rest of the lunch passes quickly and soon Sophie’s in the door frame letting you know your afternoon is starting.

“We have lunch meetings the next few days, but I’ll see you at Drew’s game,” he says as he stands.

“Sounds good. I won’t tell him just in case something comes up and you can’t make it,” you say, giving him an out if he wants it.

“I’ll be there,” he says softly, looking towards the door before giving you a quick kiss. “See ya.”

“Bye,” you smile as butterflies take flight in your stomach.

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Another package of Reese’s peanut butter cups sits on your desk the following morning, and the next. Knowing now that he avoids the medical unit like the plague, makes his early morning chocolate deliveries even more special.

You’ve texted back and forth a few times but there are lulls in responses from both of you due to busy schedules. So by the time you’re done with work Wednesday, you’re anxious to see him again.

Your phone buzzes as you sit on the bleachers beside Tina and Ron who brought Drew early for warm-ups.

Jake: Our last hop ran late but we’re on our way.

Reese: Sounds good, I’ll save you guys a seat.

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Drew’s on deck when the Bronco pulls in and his face lights up like Christmas morning when he sees Bradley and Jake walking up.

“Look!” He mouths at you once he finds you in the stands, pointing in their direction.

You nod with a smile on your face, blinking back the unexpected tears that spring to your eyes.

Jake always looks good; but his damp hair, tight jeans, and showing up to your son’s little league game has you ready to jump his bones.

“Who’s that with Bradley?” Tina whispers. “He’s cute. Is he single?”

You laugh, happy that her eyes are on Jake so she doesn’t see the way you flush. “His name’s Jake, he’s in Bradley’s squadron. I think he’s single,” you lie.

“I’d hope so with the way he’s looking at you,” she murmurs, nudging you.

She’s always been observant. Too observant.

“He’s younger than me,” you tell her. “Only 30.”

“Yeah. That’d totally make you a cradle robber,” she replies sarcastically with a snort. “Looks like Drew’s already a fan,” she continues noticing the way he waves at him excitedly.

You smile as they approach and have to swallow a whimper when you catch a whiff of his cologne as he sits beside you.

“Hey,” his eyes flick to your lips, and leans in, almost like he’s about to kiss you but he stops himself. The cutest blush rises up his neck.

“Hey,” you reply, wishing he hadn’t stopped. “You’re just in time. Jake, these are my…Drew’s grandparents, Ron and Tina.”

“Nice to meet you,” he shakes each of their hands.

“Keep that elbow up, bud! You got this!” Bradley calls from Jake’s other side. Drew nods as he steps up to the plate, his right elbow up.

He swings at the first pitch, but it’s a miss. The next 3 are balls, and the following is straight down the middle but he realizes it a second too late, his head dropping forward in frustration.

“Shake it off,” Jake yells and Drew’s head pops up and he meets Jake’s eye. “Let ‘er rip it if it’s in there.”

Drew takes a deep breath and nods as he steps into the batter's box.

It’s another one right down the middle. He swings, making contact. You rise to your feet and the ball sails over the center fielder’s head.

“Run!” All of you yell as Drew stands there, stunned.

With that, he takes off. Rounding second base as the outfield recovers the ball. It’s thrown to third as he approaches that base but it’s overthrown.

“Go home!” You call, bouncing on your heels.

He slides in just as the catcher gets it and you can’t see anything from the cloud of dust.

But as the dust clears the ump calls “Safe!”

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Drew beams the rest of the game; playing better than ever from the confidence boost of his first home run.

Everyone goes with you for ice cream after and Tina gives you pointed looks all night that have you rolling your eyes but you can’t help but smile.

Knowing you have her approval makes your heart feel lighter than it has in a long time.

You type a quick text to Jake while you wait for Drew to buckle in after.

Reese: Do you want to come over tonight? After Drew’s asleep?

Jake: Yes.

Jake: LMK when I’m okay to come over.

Reese: Will do.

“Do you think Dad saw it? My home run? Do you think he’s proud of me?” Drew asks as you pull into the driveway.

His words tug at your heartstrings. He usually brings up Andy when big events like this happen.

“I’m sure he saw it,” you reply truthfully, turning around to look at him. “and I know he’s proud of you.”

He nods and gives you a small smile before heading inside.

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“Can you be good and stay quiet for me?” You murmur later as you bring Jake’s lips to yours for a searing kiss as you reach back to lock the door of your bedroom.

“I’ll try,” he breathes as he rucks your shirt up and over your head. “Wanna be good for you.”

You shiver at his words while he unbuttons your shorts before pushing them down your legs, leaving you only in your pretty lace underwear and matching bra that you put on earlier.

“Pretty,” he murmurs as his fingers trail over your cleavage, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

You smile and guide him backward toward your bed, stripping him naked before pushing him gently onto his back, pressing kisses down his neck and across his collarbone. He jolts when you flick your tongue over his nipple.

“This okay?” You ask, looking up at him. When he nods you do it again before giving it a gentle suck while running your fingers over the other.

You play with his chest for a while, seeing what he likes and what gives the biggest reactions; and like he admitted to you before, he likes a little pain.

“Like that?” You ask as you pull your mouth off the sensitive bud, fingers still pinching the other.

“Yessss,” he sucks a breath in through his teeth when you pinch harder; both of them now.

You kiss your way lower, wanting to pleasure him in other ways.

Precum is steadily leaking from the tip and he gasps when you pull it into your mouth with a satisfied hum. Giving him a few sloppy bobs to coat him fully with your saliva before going lower to mouth his sac, enjoying the way he shudders. You wet your fingers in your mouth and sit back up.

“Have you ever been touched back here?” You ask, fingers tracing just behind his drawn-up balls, waiting to hear what he says before going further.

“No,” he shakes his head. “Heard it can be good though.”

“Want me to?” You ask before sucking the head of his cock into your mouth again. “I’ll stop if you don’t like it.”

He nods, head falling back on your pillow when you start sucking him off again. Once his hands slide into your hair you move your finger lower, tracing a wet fingertip over his tight ring of muscle. His fingers tighten in your hair and he tenses at the first touch eventually relaxing when you begin to circle.

“Fuck,” he rasps when you gently press; the broken sound making you clench. “That-ah…that’s good.”

“Mmm,” you hum around him, taking him a little deeper into your mouth, using your unoccupied hand to stroke what you can’t swallow.

“Ree-Reese,” he gasps, gently tugging on your hair to pull you off. “I’m gonna-can I cum?”

You nod, not letting him pull you off.

“I-where should…fuck!” He pants when you keep going, wanting nothing more than to taste him.

His eyes widen when he realizes your plan. One of his hands leaves your hair and you glance up to watch him pull one of your pillows over his face to muffle his wrecked groan as he cums.

You moan around him at the taste, swallowing each burst greedily, releasing him only when he begins to twitch with overstimulation.

Chest heaving, he tosses the pillow aside, eyes instantly catching on the movement of your thighs rubbing together.

He pulls you over him so fast your head spins; not taking the time to take off your underwear, he just licks you through the soaked lace as soon as your thighs straddle his face.

Your hands scrabble, finding your headboard as he pulls you down further onto his mouth, the grip on your thighs bruising as he eats you out.

When your thighs begin to shake, he slips his fingers inside you, curling them just how you like and that’s all it takes.

You nearly draw blood, biting your lip in an effort to stay quiet as you tremble through your release.

Before you come all the way down, there’s a rip of fabric and his tongue is on you again.

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You don’t know how much time passes (or how many orgasms occur) when he finally helps you off his face.

A glance shows you he’s hard again. Reaching into your bedside drawer you pull out a condom and slide it on him before straddling his hips reverse cow-girl style and sinking down. His hands come around to grip your hips as you begin to ride him.

Just as you’re about to wipe the excess condom lube on your thigh, an idea comes to mind and your slick fingers slide behind his sac again. He bends his knees, welcoming your touch.

Your motions remain the same as earlier as you ride him slowly; circling and pressing, not wanting to push him too far. But when he thrusts up at the same time as you sink down, your lubed finger slips and breaches him.

“Are you-“ you start to ask.

“Fuckkkkk,” he rasps, tilting his hips up in a silent plea for more.

You press further, clenching at the strangled moan that’s ripped from his throat and the way his hips jerk when you find his prostate.

Knowing he’s not going to last long, your free hand finds your clit as you continue to ride him, rubbing fast circles to his slow presses.

“I-oh God,” he sounds wrecked; barely coherent as he tries to tell you he’s close.

“Cum for me,” you murmur as you press more insistently, toeing the edge of your release already.

You fall off the edge when he pulses around your finger, filling the condom with a guttural groan.

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A/N: I think I blacked out when writing the smut.

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[arent-i-the-fairest]

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬

you and him are bored and decide to start passing notes in class— when you’re caught and asked to read them in front of the class, you eat the note to avoid having to do it.

characters : ace trappola, cater diamond, floyd leech

author’s note : who doesn’t love making a good shitpost once in a while?

you were so sure you would’ve been able to get away with passing the note.

trein had his back completely turned, scribbling away at the chalkboard, busy talking about some historical figure. it was the perfect opportunity, and you would’ve gotten away with it… if lucius wasn’t such a little snitch.

“prefect,” he called, and you fell back into your seat, trembling. fuck, this is it. you’ve been caught. “i trust that lucius wouldn’t lie to me. are you passing notes in my class?” he asked, arms crossed.

there were a couple of mocking “ooooh’s” across the classroom, and you rolled your eyes. what is this? primary school?

“yes sir, yes it is.” you admitted, glaring right into lucius’ beady little eyes. the cat was completely unfazed by and just sat there, grooming himself.

“i see. well, why don’t you come to the front of the class and read it aloud for all of us?” he asked. you froze. “i’m sure if it was something you couldn’t wait to tell your friend after class, it must be very interesting.”

you stuttered, gripping the note in your hand. you looked over at your boyfriend as if asking for help, but he shrugged his shoulders uselessly. internally crying, you carry our the best plan your brain can think of right now. “i’m sorry, mr. trein, but i can’t.”

he raised an eyebrow at your response. “and why is that?”

“because,” you stuff the paper in your mouth, chewing it, and swallowing it. “there’s no more note for me to read.” you say triumphantly. checkmate, grandpa.

you and trein stare at each other for about a minute.

“…. prefect, please step out into the hall.” damn it.

ace trappola

he’s laughing throughout the whole thing, you just know he’s never gonna let this shit go. he’s gonna bring it up like at least five times per day. starts full on cackling when you get kicked out of the classroom and ends up getting kicked out too for being too much of a disruption.

he sits down next to you in the hall, starting to snicker again when he sees your ashamed face.

“was eating the note really the only solution that brain of yours could come up with?” he snickered. “you couldn’t have just ripped it up instead?”

“look, i was panicking! people do dumb things when they panic— besides, would you rather of let me read what you said about riddle to the class instead?” you ask with a smirk, watching his face pale at the thought of his shit-talk about riddle spread around the school.

he didn’t need anymore trouble with his dorm leader, he’s tired of having to do extra chores around heartslabyul. “yeah, no. you got me there.”

cater diamond

#y/nwhywouldyoudothat 💔💔 but no really, why would you? it’s bewildering, really! there wasn’t even anything gossipy or such that would get you two in trouble— it was an innocent convo, you guys were just writing to each other about your plans for the weekend! he’s gotta admit it was pretty funny though, and he’s totally gonna tease you a bit for it.

with class finally over, cater ran up to you with a smirk. upon seeing him, you sighed, knowing you were about to be clowned on.

“y’know, i think what you did is pretty magicam worthy,” he hums, pulling out his phone. “i might make a post about it!”

“you better not!” you swipe for his phone and he skillfully dodges.

“but it might hit trending!”

floyd leech

with this, you’ve officially landed yourself as #1 in floyd’s ‘most interesting people’ list, and i’m not too sure whether you should be happy or horrified about it. he’s grinning as he watches you dejectedly walk out of the classroom when a lightbulb goes off in his head— he pulls out a post-it and a pen and scribbles away.

after your 10 minute scolding from trein about why you shouldn’t pass notes in class and why you shouldn’t eat them, you rush towards your seat, trying to ignore all the eyes on you.

but when you pass by floyd, he pushes a crumpled up post-it note in your hand. you quickly force it into your pocket before trein could notice and send your ass back into the hall.

when you’re back in your seat, you dig it out and quietly unfold it under the table. after reading it, you click your tongue.

‘will you eat this note too, shrimpy?’ with a poorly drawn smiley face under it.

#reader is the epitome of chaotic neutral in this fic #also thanks to this fic “will u die if u eat paper” “how much paper can u eat before it kills u” and much more are in my search history #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #twst #ace x reader #cater x reader #floyd x reader #gn reader

[bihanspookies]

BESTIE I GOTTA KNOW: how would jin, steve, and hwoarang cater to their partner when they’re sick?

The first Steve fic 🫶

I GOTCHU BESTIE

Jin:

• I think Jin would be the most cautious in terms of making sure you keep your germs to yourself, because he has a weak immune system. Like he’ll wear a mask around you, disinfect whatever you touch, be on top of you taking your medicine and vitamins.

• Will make homemade soup, probably a recipe Jun used to make when he was younger and whenever he got sick.

• He’s not overbearing but he will check on you here and there to make sure you’re okay and if you need anything.

• Don’t even bother trying to ask for a kiss because he will not give in. No matter how much he misses the feel of your lips on his.

• Probably sleeps on the couch too.

“Jin come on, I’m just dealing with the cough now. Surely you can give me just one kiss—“

“No. Now take your medicine.”

You rolled your eyes, groaning and downing the last of your soup before taking the small plastic cup from his hand. You grimaced, the dark red liquid swirling around before you down it. You make a small sound of disgust as it glides down your throat before handing it back to him along with your bowl of soup.

Jin gives a hum of appreciation, taking the bowl and cup before walking away and returning a few moments later.

He stands at the side of your bed, mask still in place.

“Is there anything else I can get you?” You shake your head but hesitantly reach out to clutch onto the bottom of his shirt.

“A kiss? Please.”

Jin sighs, but you can see the way the corners of his eyes faintly crinkle in. He leans down and kisses your temple through the mask, the warmth of his lips just barely seeping through the material and onto your skin.

“Get some rest.”

Bonus but I think if Jin were the sick one he would be way less cautious lmao. Insisting that he’s fine and just needs to work it off.

Steve:

• I don’t think he would take the same level of precaution as Jin but he would still do his best to properly take care of you. Like he’ll sleep in the same bed as you after one or two days into you being sick.

• Will buy you soup instead of making it. It’s not that he can’t cook but he’s just used to making really healthy meals for himself and he knows you need more than just boiled chicken with some broth. He’ll make sure to get the most hearty soup and even have a bowl with you while you sit and watch tv.

• Will make sure you get rest but also I feel like he’d tell you you probably have to sweat it out so he may or may not have you do a mini workout with him.

• 100% massages your achy body, probably uses some really good scented lotion as well.

• He’ll kiss your head but honestly I think if you beg hard enough, he might just give in and give you a quick peck on the lips. I think he’d have a really good immune system.

“Lovely day outside, maybe we can go for a walk?” Steve spoon feeds you the last little bits of your soup, a small smile on his lips as he sees the way you light up.

“Yeah?”

He nods, handing you a napkin for your mouth.

“Some fresh air will do you some good, love. Been too cooped up in here.”

You nod in agreement, taking a moment to sip your water. You finish the last of your soup and he places it on the side before bringing a hand to your forehead. He hums softly in thought, flipping his hand over to make sure you’re okay to step out.

“S’bit chilly, so let’s bring a jacket just in case okay?”

You give him a smile of appreciation and he returns it, standing up and kissing the top of your head. He goes to your closet to grab a jacket for you, unzipping it and laying it across your bed when he goes back.

“Thanks for taking care of me.” You hum, taking the covers off and shifting your legs over the side of the bed. Steve grins at you, extending a hand to help you up.

“Always, sweetheart.”

Hwoarang:

• Clowns you for getting sick in the first place. He told you not to run out in the rain but did you listen? Of course not.

• He’ll take good care of you but not without teasing you in the beginning.

• Cooks for you, brings you tea, pulls out the heated blanket, loads of tissues. He’ll give you the perfect treatment but at the cost of being made fun of (lovingly of course).

• He’ll sleep in the same bed but with a pillow barrier between you two.

• Absolutely refuses to kiss you, gives you air kisses instead. His immune system isn’t weak but isn’t particularly strong either. He’s right in between Steve and Jin.

“Here’s a rag for your snot. So you stop using tissues.”

Hwoarang tosses you a black rag, you catching it with ease. Just in time because you felt a sneeze coming on and held the rag up to your nose. Hwoarang gives you a small pitiful look, walking up to you and touching your forehead.

“How you feeling?” You sniff, barely able to get air through your nostrils.

“Shitty. Can you make me soup?”

He nods, looking over your body and taking in your disheveled state.

“Next time listen to me when I say don’t go out in the rain.” He lightly flicks at your forehead, rubbing over the spot with his fingertips right after. You groan and roll your eyes, flopping back onto the bed as he walks away to start your soup.

“Next time don’t go out in the rain.” You mock under your breath, searching for the t.v remote.

“I heard that!!”

#jin kazama x reader #Steve Fox x reader #hwoarang x reader #jin kazama #steve fox #hwoarang #tekken #asks #my writings

[midnightsnyx]

hey! I noticed that I've been a sucker for aquariums lately so what about a cute aquarium date with any hockey boy of your choice- and maybe a little silly bit where the reader wanders off accidentally haha

hope you're doing well! love your writing, as always <3

thanks love ❤️ i hope you are well too!!🫶🏻🫶🏻 i chose matty t because, well you know me by now

it wasn’t unusual for you to wander off while the two of you were out. you were very easily distracted and it drove matt crazy.

this particular day, he had taken you on a date to an aquarium. you were looking at the clown fish, matt intensely reading the information on the poster about them when the jellyfish caught your eye. you wandered over to the large tank, watching them swim around when you heard your name being paged over the intercom. you could have melted through the floor in embarrassment as you made your way to the help desk like a lost child.

your cheeks were bright red by the time you got to the desk and you realized how far you actually wandered and felt bad at the panicked look on matt’s face. it wasn’t hard to mistake you for some random girl if he was looking for you, since your hair wasn’t done up, and you were just wearing jeans and a simple hoodie. you loved that you didn’t have to always look your best with matt and he accepted you however you were.

his hair was messier than usual and the look of relief on his face when he spots you, warms your heart. he had a tendency to worry about you because you were often harassed in the beginning of your relationship.

“hey,” you said gently, letting him pull you into a warm hug. you tucked yourself closer to him and ignored the looks you were probably getting.

“you’ve gotta stop wandering off,” he joked. “you’ll make me go grey early.”

you smiled and kissed him softly.

“don’t worry, you’ll still look good with grey hair,” you assured him. he smiled and there was a look in his eyes that made you think about the future.

hopefully you’d both be grey haired one day in the far future, sitting on a porch together.

#allies writing #hockey blurb #hockey blurbs #matthew tkachuk x reader #matthew tkachuk blurb #matthew tkachuk x you #matthew tkachuk x y/n

[royalsweetteaa]

Two for one

Pairing: fratboy!Johnny Storm x best friend!reader

WARNING - the following story contains: eventual explicit smut (not in this chapter), mentions of sex, angst, best friends to lovers trope, jealous!Johnny, reader being shy/insecure.

Pt. | 1 | 2 | (complete)

Summary: You and Johnny have been best friends since primary school and you’ve had a crush on him for the longest time. When you reach college and it becomes clear your feelings are one sided, you try to move on. Imagine to your surprise when Johnny expresses his dislike to that.

2nd person POV

“Hey, tootsie!” Came the sound of Johnny’s obnoxious voice from behind you by your dorm’s door.

You screeched, “Jesus! you scared me!” and held your hand to your chest as Johnny laughed out an apology. “You need to start knocking, or else you might walk in on me accidentally while I’m undressed or something.” You said.

“Really? Sounds more like an invitation than a warning.” Johnny snickered.

He would often make inappropriate jokes because he found them to be so humorous. They used to make you blush and earn your stomach butterflies, but it has been a while since last time. Ever since the beginning of your college life at your local university, your feelings have been let down due to Johnny’s fratboy of a life style. You have tried for years to push those feelings away, but they reignite because Johnny shows constant affection towards you.

Johnny has always been popular for his wittiness. You fell in love with the class clown who would interrupt the class every now and then and showcase his newest party trick. The teacher would scold him for doing so, but it never seemed to down his mood one bit. What made you like him so much was how he always tried to make you smile with his goofy ways. When you became friends, you turned to each other for advice and comfort.

You still question to this day how the two of you even managed to find each other with how polar opposites you were. You find it upsetting how you can’t seem to remember how you connected, but what you knew for certain was that Johnny was the one to reach out to you. You used to consider yourselves soulmates.

— Then puberty hit, and it affected you in quite different ways. Johnny was gifted generously with a height spurt and a masculine body. He quickly picked up training to define visible features which attracted all kinds of women. You, on the other hand — while also gifted with maturity through bodily autonomy — was cursed with acne, hormonal imbalance and awful period cramps. It killed the little self esteem you had when it became more apparent that beauty on the outside mattered the most both amongst women and men, and you completely removed yourself from being available for dating in fear of rejection and judgement.

In the beginning of all of this, you thought for sure that Johnny wouldn’t be throwing himself out there just because he could now that he was conventionally attractive. But you were wrong — And it hurt. And it still hurts, but you’re no longer jealous nor angry at him for making his own choices of what life style he pursues. Entering college life certainly changed your view point.

It was time for you to grow up too, you had realized.

“You’re coming to that party down at Fred’s clubhouse, right? Heard he’s bringing his cousins and I’d love to meet them.” Johnny said, adding smugness to the tone of his voice.

So much pain, but it was nothing new.

“I don’t know…I don’t feel up for it if I’m being quite honest. Maybe next time or something.” You said nonchalantly as you turned to the next page of your book.

“You said that last time too. C’mon, Y/N, you need to come! Gotta have my best friend around or else it’s no fun.”

You sighed and closed the book before turning to him. “That’s the thing, it’s only fun for you. Last time I came, I stood by the corner while you were talking to some chick from the B building. Besides, I have nothing to wear.” You added, hoping it would convince him to stop nagging you.

“That’s bullshit. Remember that dress you bought at the mall a few weeks ago when I told you to buy something bold? Now that is perfect party material right there. All you gotta do is put it on and you’re good to go. You don’t even need make up, you look pretty as you are.” He said with a grin of mischief.

Yeah, right.

He hung his arms around your shoulders and gave you a kiss on your cheek from behind. “Please come. I’ll have you tag along on my arm all night and I promise I won’t get drunk this time. It’ll be fun.”

How could you resist him when he was being all lovey dovey? Hugging you, giving you occasional kisses on your cheek, your shoulder, your forehead - he really made it impossible to shove your feelings away.

Was it normal for best friends to do this? Were you looking too deep into it?

You relaxed your neck and closed your eyes, defeated to Johnny’s persuade. “Okay, fine. I’ll come.”

Johnny stood up and posed with victory as he whispered, not so subtly a ‘yessss!’

You chuckled at his enthusiasm. “Great, I’ll pick you up at 08:00 PM. See ya later!” he said, and let himself out to leave while waving a goodbye.

You waved back and were left smiling by yourself. Your adoration for Johnny’s cheekiness was over the roof.

You started to dress yourself up past 07:00 PM. You wanted to put a little extra effort into your look to see if it would up your luck in the club house. Maybe you would be asked out for a dance by a decent guy who could turn out to be your future boyfriend.

Okay, maybe don’t get high hopes but keep an open mind for any guy that isn’t comparable to Johnny, you set yourself a rule in your head.

You put on the red dress Johnny told you to wear and put on golden jewelry to match the warm colours. You still had those black high heels in the back of your wardrobe that went well with everything, so you decided to put on those for the night. You put on make up to complete your look.

You took one look in the mirror and doubt started to set in your mind.

“Is this too much? Should I drop the jewelry? I don’t want to attract too much attention…

You shook your head in attempt of throwing these negative thoughts away. It’s a club house where a range of women dress differently from short dresses that exposes their curves to long ones that cover the most. This was just fine.

You received a message from Johnny just then, telling you he had parked right outside and was waiting for you. You picked up your handbag with essentials and took the elevator down.

Johnny was knocked out of air when his eyes first gazed at your prepped up form.

“Wow, you look….you look really beautiful.” He said with a gleeful smile. “Not trying to say you’re not always beautiful, but you know.” He quickly added with a smirk and opened the passenger door for you. You thanked him for the compliment with a smile.

“Get in, princess. We have a night of a lifetime ahead of us.”

The loud music became soundable to your ears as the car parked by the pavement of the club house.

Johnny excitedly shut the engine and rushed to your side of the car to open the door for you after stepping out. You tried to match his excitement, but it was hard when you knew tonight wouldn’t be different from any other frat party Johnny has dragged you to.

Still, you wanted to be a supportive friend of joining him in public gatherings as he had supported you back countless of times in occasions where you needed emotional support. It’s the least I can do, you would think, as a reminder whenever you were feeling down at these parties that gave you social anxiety.

As the two of you walked in, you were immediately blinded by the bright neon lights. The party was large and loud - you couldn’t see a single empty corner with how much people huddled the place. You stiffened in instinct, wanting to do anything but walk into the crowd, but Johnny had other plans.

He held around your waist tightly and whispered, “relax…I’ve got you,” before leading you to the group of guys he had recently befriended. One of them was the biggest and most notorious frat boy of your college, Fred, who was hosting tonight’s party at this, and his very own clubhouse.

“Hey, man. Great party! Love the new bar you’ve set up.” Johnny complimented.

Him and Fred exchanged a few words while you were still clung into his arms. You felt safe, but a little embarrassed because you were just standing there, listening in.

“Say, are your cousins around?”

Fred frowned, his face ticking with sudden irritation. “They are, but you better not fuck any of them because I swear-!”

“Relaaax,” Johnny interrupted, with his hands up in surrender. “I’m not planning on fucking anyone tonight. I’m with my best girl after all.” He said, his arm getting a better grip on you as he smiled at you.

You smiled back up at him, feeling an arising warm feeling in your chest. The one that made you absolutely melt in ecstasy.

You walked around for a little, admiring the environment together before two girls approached Johnny with obvious flirtatious intent through their body language.

“Heyy, Johnny. We’ve been expecting you! How are you doing, sir?”

Your face scrunched at their crude comments. They must be one of his past one nightstands, you guessed from how comfortable they were to call him that. Johnny loosened his grip on you and greeted them, returning the flirtatious demeanor with a smirk.

“Hello ladies. Well you know me, always keeping up with the latest parties. How have you been since the last time we were together?”

They surrounded him, pushing you to the side as their arms wrapped around him with their other hand touching his chest. He gladly wrapped his arms around them too as he engaged further into the conversation, which went deaf to your ears as you witnessed what has countless of times shattered your heart into thousands of pieces.

While he was kept distracted, you decided it was best to leave him alone with the girls as you didn’t want to come in the way of his chances of getting laid. He said he was going to be with you for the night, but of course that could never cross well with his lifestyle as a fratboy. You have long ago accepted that fact.

When you sat down at the bar, tears threatened to trickle down from your eye, and you quickly wiped them away subtly not to ruin your make up.

Fuck, I’m so pathetic.

You didn’t notice a guy sitting beside you, looking at you from top to bottom and admiring your beauty.

“Hey there. What’s a pretty thing like you doing here all by yourself? You should be dancing.” He said, and turned to look over his shoulder where the music was coming from.

You turned your head up in surprise and were met by a handsome face looking right back at you.

“O-Oh, umm…I’m just taking a breather from the crowd. And I don’t have anyone to dance with, so you know….” You internally cringed at how unprepared you were to be interacting with someone. You expected him to leave, but he maintained that charming smile which seemed so genuine.

“Well, how about we change that? Would you like to dance with me? Name’s Charles by the way.” He kindly introduced himself, and reached out his hand for a shake.

You accepted it and told him your name in return. He invited you to the dance floor and you felt your mood brighten.

He was being respectful in terms of where he wrapped your hands on your body, and you decided to say fuck it and leaned against him to close the gap between the two of you. He smirked at your action and decided to pull a bold move by sliding his hands further down, right above your ass. You were actually having fun and having a confidence booster.

While this took place, Johnny was walking around the area and trying to find you by scanning after anything that was draped in red. It’s when his eyes finally caught you, and he had to do a double take when he saw you were dancing with some random guy who seemed comfortable enough to be touching you rather inappropriately.

He saw red as the guy moved his hands to your curves, creating an intimate moment between the two of you as you danced to the rhythm of the music.

He had never felt this type of rage before, but his impulsive mind told him to do anything to put an end to whatever this was.

He stormed through the crowd and put his hand on the man’s collar, shoving him to the floor as he pulled you behind him.

You gasped in disbelief of what had just occurred and turned to see people had stopped dancing and turned their attention to you.

The man yelped out an apology and held his hands up in surrender when Johnny raised his fist. The guy must have thought you were Johnny’s girlfriend, and that was why he didn’t even put up a fight. The guy crawled away cautiously, and it left you and Johnny to become the main focus at the dance floor.

“Johnny, what the hell??” You shouted at his face, before you removed his arm that still held over you protectively. You rushed towards the exit of the club house and walked down the long hallway leading outside with Johnny following suit.

“Y/N, wait. Let’s talk about this-!”

“No, there’s nothing to talk about!” You spat, not paying him even a glance. “What the hell were you thinking?? Did you really have to create a scene and hurt that poor guy??”

He had the audacity to be taken aback by your outburst. “He was touching you!…” Johnny weakly defended himself.

“So?? You touch girls all the time! And they touch you back! What do you care if some guy does the same to me?” You questioned, your voice cracking as you felt panic washing over you like a wave.

The whole situation embarrassed you immensely and it didn’t help you had it easy to get anxiety from large crowds and being in the scenery. You absolutely hated attention, specifically and especially unwanted attention. Of course Johnny had to give you just that, someone who craves any given attention.

“Hey, hey, hey, look at me, Y/N.” Johnny cooed as he held both of your shoulders, trying to soothe you. “Look, I’m sorry. I just — I lost it because I assumed the worst, - He was being very handsy! I’m not used to seeing you being like that with other guys. It took me by surprise and my protective instincts got the better of me, that’s all.” He said. “Besides, he didn’t seem like your type. You didn’t miss out on anything.”

You scoffed, almost offended he couldn’t come up with anything better than that. “Excuse me? Who are you to say who is my type and who’s not? What, you expect me to be single my whole life? I have minded my own business while you’ve been mingling with a woman and women of the week. Your best excuse is your protective instincts kicked in for ruining my chances in dating? What kind of excuse is that, Johnny? I’m not a little girl anymore! Honestly, get over yourself!” You snapped, slapping his hands away and pulling out your phone to call an Uber.

Johnny still followed behind, sighing in deep frustration, even though it should be only you to do that. “Y/N, don’t call an Uber, let me at least drive you back to your dorm. Let me make it up to you-!”

“No, I don’t think that’s necessary.” You shrugged him off. “I think….I think we should maybe keep a distance from each other for a while.” You said, while turning to stop and look at him in the eye, though it was harder than said.

Johnny only frowned at your suggestion. He didn’t understand what you were implying. “What? What are you…”

“I’m sorry, Johnny. I can’t be seeing you anymore. I think it’s better we take a break from being with each other.”

He was stunned, almost unable to form words as soon as those of which you spoke left your mouth. “You….you seriously can’t mean that. I apologized. I-I didn’t know it would…”

“It’s not all about what happened, and it’s not all about you either. I just need to work on myself and it can’t happen with you around.” You told him, and continued to walk down the pavement of the street.

Just then, an Uber pulled right at the corner, and you waved after it before it stopped right beside you.

Johnny was tempted to run up to you and hug you tight, begging you to forgive him for whatever damage he has caused. Still, he just stood there at the same spot, watching as you were driven off to the direction of the college campus. He looked down at his feet, no longer interested to return to the party.

Johnny’s POV

I genuinely thought she was joking when she announced she didn’t want anything to do with me anymore. After that night, I gave her space for a few days, still holding onto the thought that she had said it out of the heat of the moment, but I would soon be hit with the reality of the situation when she stopped answering my messages.

Johnny Storm

Hey ❤️😘 I’m going to the park for a jog. Join me?

Seen Tuesday 01:32 PM

Johnny Storm

Can I come over? I think we should talk about what happened Saturday night.

Seen Wednesday 06:49 PM

Johnny Storm

Please, Y/N. Just reply with a yes or no.

Seen Thursday 11:16 PM

It tugged my heart to realize she was indefinitely ignoring me. I tried to call her but I was left on voicemail each time. I began to wonder if she had blocked my number, but I knew her well enough to know she wouldn’t have gone as far as to do that.

Then again, I never expected her to leave our friendship behind like this.

It was all like a terrible break up - except we aren’t lovers but the best of friends. I would almost argue it’s worse of a feeling, because she was my closest everything. My best girl.

I have never been in a serious relationship to know of anything closer than her, and that’s why it hurt so much that it had all come down to this.

I knew there was a deeper reasoning behind her decision to ghost me, and I firmly wanted to find out.

The next time I saw her was in the cafeteria of the campus on Friday. I knew she had changed her routine a bit because she wasn’t in the library on Wednesday around 03:00 PM like she usually and always is. I knew I had fucked up big time when she hadn’t even met up to our shared lecture in general studies.

When I caught her sitting at her usual spot of the cafeteria, I immediately rushed over and sat down at her booth. Her eyes widened when she saw me right across the table, and I could only give her a sheepish smile.

“Hey…um, what’s up?…you haven’t been answering my messages or calls.”

I wasn’t fully prepared on what I would say once I met her again, so I followed what I thought would be the best approach, and that was to keep it casual.

“Nothing crazy. I’m going on a date this evening, so if you excuse me, I’ll be leaving to get myself ready.” She said, and rose up from her seat, leaving the half full cup of tea behind.

I frowned, almost taken aback at how quick she was to leave. I was even more taken aback by the given information that she was going on a date. I don’t think I would ever get used to hearing that.

“Wait -,” I had to almost run to catch up to her as she was speed walking out of the cafeteria. “Can you please stop running away from me? Tell me what I did wrong and I promise I’ll move heaven and earth to fix it. I mean it, Y/N. I don’t want to loose you…”

She ignored me as she kept on walking towards her dorm building that was a few hundred feet away.

I let out a tired whine as I was slowly loosing my patience. “Y/N, you’re killing me here…what will I have to do for you to forgive me? - Assuming I did something wrong because I can’t wrap my head around what other reasons there might be.”

Y/N’s POV

“If you could just tell me what it is I’m sure I could fix it-!”

He was pushing my limits, making me loose the forbearance and dignigty I had left. I had reached the point where I didn’t care anymore if Johnny knew about my true feelings for him. If he wants the truth, that’s what he’ll get.

I turned to him and took a deep breath before I would lay everything down at the table for him. To finally make him understand what the issue was.

“There’s nothing to fix because the problem is that I love you, okay? Not as a friend, as a best friend or a brother - No, I love love you. And I have for years. Believe me when I say I’ve been trying to push those feelings away but it’s hard when you’re always around, and quite frankly, it’s ruining my chances of dating. You’re always on my mind, and I can’t look past you when I’m trying to get with other guys.”

I ignored his face of complete awe and continued my rant of explanation.

“Not to mention, I’ve had enough of always feeling sad when I see you hooking up with other girls even when you have every right to do so. Like I said, I have a lot of self improving to do, and it can’t happen with you around. I know it’s selfish, but I believe it’s truly for the best.” You said, soon reaching the finale end. “I hope you can understand. If not, I’m really sorry for being a bad best friend right now. Goodbye, Johnny.”

I then turned and left him, feeling a sense of relief that I had confessed what has been strangling me to tell him for so long. I felt guilty, even more guiltier that I lied about having a date, but I hoped it was enough motivation for him to be leaving me alone for the foreseeable future. It hurt, but I looked forward to a new chapter in my life where I’ll find myself completely independent from what was once an emotional attachment for Johnny.

Note from author: this ended on an angsty note but this is only the first part! The second one will come with a resolvement…

Hearts & Reblogs are appreciated! <3

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[beep-beep-sunny]

Day 1!! (Fashionably late) Reddie week- mythical creatures!! (Richie is a ghost)

Ghosts in movies are usually ancient beings of untold power or Victorian children in nightgowns with no eyes. Something ominous, right? Something grand and mysterious. 

"Are you gonna eat that?" The ghostly white and see through visage of a floating guy with coke bottle glasses and a shit eating grin asked from behind Eddie's back. 

Without even cracking a smile, Eddie responded. "You can't even eat, dumbass. You have no stomach."  

He somehow snorts with no physical nose. "I'm sure I could find a way to make an exception for something like that. Besides." He flew around Eddie as if he were swimming in air and tapped the side of his "glasses". "I don't have eyes, and yet I still have these babies." 

"Yeah, why do you do that to yourself, anyway? Are you even capable of taking them off?"

"That's not the point. The point is, I look devastatingly handsome in my glasses, so I keep them, and the cake would be devastatingly delicious, so why not enjoy it? I'm already dead. I gotta at least try to live a little. What do ya say?" He flared his fingers out as if he thought he really did something. 

Eddie stabbed a piece of the dairy-free gluten-free cake. One of the few treats he allowed himself. "No." 

"Please." Richie begged, bringing his not-face closer to Eddie's and puppy pouted half inside of his face. 

"No." Eddie continued, unfazed, and put the piece in his mouth. 

"Please." Richie said again, this time face to face, eye to eye, close enough to kiss if they could even physically touch. Instead, their faces were just partially merged. 

Eddie shrieked sharply and bits of cake fell out of his mouth and through Richie's face. "Oh gross, look what you made me do. If you're gonna pull this shit at least have the courtesy to be alive enough to clean up your mess."

"Another perk of being dead, Edwardo. Now about that cake." He said. 

"Oh my god." Eddie groaned, throwing his head back as he swept the hard cake crumbs from the floor. "You may be the one that's dead, but you make me lose my will to live." 

"I love you too." Richie chirped. 

After letting out a long, heavy sigh, Eddie stood up next to his plate and silently cut off a piece. 

"Ahhhh," Richie let his jaw unnaturally unhinge, like a snake, with his tongue lolling out like a Looney Toon. 

Eddie held the cake on the fork. "Don't get cocky." He held the cake out to him, keeping his hand under the fork to manage crumbs. Richie got close, too close, and put his mouth around the fork. The fork and Eddie's hands were fully visible through Richie's milky white head. Bits of the cake fell from the fork onto Eddie's hand. 

Richie kept trying, miming biting and licking, much to Eddie's disgust, but nothing happened. "Awww." He backed away, defeated. 

"I told you. We do this multiple times a week. What made you think the result would be any different this time?" He looked at him through his eyelashes, a headache coming in. 

"You're making it sound like you don't treasure our 'boy and his ghost' bonding time, Eds." 

"Boy? I'm basically middle aged!" 

"I hope not. If you're middle aged, I'm middle aged Eds." 

"You're dead."Eddie sighed. "Not sure if I should be more worried about your sanity or mine. You know what they say about insanity. Doing the same thing and expecting a different result or whatever. But I'm the one talking to thin fucking air and trying to feed it my dessert." 

"I don't know about thin. I've put on a few pounds in my old age. I'm middle aged you know." He smiled, wide and smug.

"Oh, shut the fuck up." Eddie instinctively chucked his forkful of cake at him. Richie tried to catch it in his mouth, but of course, it fell to the floor. Richie wouldn't have gotten it anyway. He was a little too left. 

"Are you gonna clean that up?" Richie winked. "I'd help, but, ya know, dead." 

"I hate you so fucking much. What did I do to deserve this? Is it too late for the clown to just take me?" Eddie begrudgingly got the broom and stomped around, diligently looking for crumbs to sweep into his little pan. 

"Then you'd really be stuck with me, Eds. Till death do us not part. Because I'm dead and I haven't parted. So, I'm sure you'd be just as stuck here as I am." 

"Oh my goddd," Eddie screamed into his hands. 

There once was a boy named Richie Tozier. They grew up together. They met when they were in the first grade. Bill, Stan, Richie, and Eddie were typical best friends that loved each other, and would do anything for each other, but also kinda hated each other sometimes. Mike, Beverly, and Ben joined when they were thirteen. They didn't have time to form a dynamic before they were all haunted by horrors beyond their wildest childhood imaginations. The clown. It was more horror than any kid or anyone for that matter should have to witness in any lifetime. They did what they could, but they were kids. 

Eddie had a broken arm. He had no business splashing around in a sewer trying to fight evil itself, but he wasn't going to let his best friends go in without him. Richie was a goofy kid with broken glasses, a smart mouth that wouldn't stop running, and buckets of unearned confidence and bravery. He never was okay with anything happening to Eddie. If a bully hurt Eddie, Richie would open his mouth and end up getting hurt way worse than Eddie was in the first place. If Eddie was tripped, Richie ended up with a black eye and bloody nose. And what was the clown but a big, supernatural bully? So when he came for Eddie, Richie didn't even think before using his mouth to get himself into trouble. The last trouble he'd ever get into. They really were best friends and it turns out, they were inseparable, even in death. 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47685511/chapters/120198859

#reddie #reddie week #reddie week 2023 #eddie kaspbrak #richie tozier #ghost Richie #sunny writes #reddieweek #day 1 mythical creatures

[altho-arto]

A little late, but here's some of my works from 2023 ! (only cheated a little for months where i did stuff but forgot to publish it, consider it a sneak peak haha) Happy to see my style continue to evolve in a direction im generally happy with, while also occasionally going out of my comfort zone to try out a bit of painting and push my colors a little bit !

Can't wait to be even more obnoxious about my interests (related : bonus AA/DGS only summary under the cut) and post some weirder fanarts over the next year, despite wanting the concept of cringe dead and buried i have trouble applying that to myself so we'll see <3 happy 2024!

i made some fun AAvsPL crossover stuff this year, and while the DGS brainrot that consumed my whole brain this year was slowly going away i have new friends who are discovering dgs1 rn and bringing me back the spark for it... my multishipper heart is happy i could participate in more events this year, but id love to publish more ryulock than before cause the ratio of sketches i make VS stuff i finish and post for them is insane!!! also need to do my ot3 propaganda maybe so i can get even more niche than i was before !! (clown emoji)

anyways. also got more yuri in the plans but i dont want to make promises i cant keep. but ginamari i am not forgetting you <3

bonus for the people who read all that : see the Herlock in the June slot ? he was not drawn like an emoji on purpose. that lineart was actually made in 2021 when i was playing through dgs1, and finding how to do his face was my personal nightmare (tbh except ryuu none of the dgs characters came "easy" to me). it took time but as you can see now i found a way ! so dont give up if you dont know how to draw your blorbo in your style, it can rly be a struggle but eventually you'll get there!! just gotta be patient with yourself !! (also looking how other artists draw him can help. thank you random ryulock doujin which had rly cool herlock eyes)

#my art #al talks #that bowuigi post still getting notes from time to time is hilarious btw..like where are yall finding him..

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Karasuno's Manager:

Manager is in the Closet

Karasuno x GN! Manager

Warnings: none

A/N: This is a pride request from Gen Z anon! I kept this request inclusive for everyone in the LGBTQIA+ community 🥰 *edit I added "cisgender and heteroromantic at the suggestion of Gen Z anon!

🏳️‍🌈 Please Like, Share, Comment to support my writing 🏳️‍🌈

Ok first off Karasuno is genuinely one of the most supportive teams 👏🏻

Seriously look at what they deal with everyday YN?

Poor Takeda, Ukai and Daichi are simply happy you exist 🤚🏻

They won't care about the status of your sexuality or gender identity

But still, there's a difference between knowing this to be fact and convincing our brains as such

Coming out is such a huge step in someone's life

There's literally a million ways 🤚🏻

Please I shared a status that said "I'm bisexual and proud" and everyone was like "we know Tiffany" and I was like "😐 cool 👍🏻"

However, you've decided to keep it to yourself

Now it's not that you are ashamed, oh no no

It's that you just haven't figured out exactly how to tell our bubbly bbys yet

But luckily, you have me to help YN 🙌🏻

Honestly tho, I'm actually lowkey high key really good at keeping secrets

But since I'm writing for YN here, we gotta make it a tad bit- well...

💥 DRAMATIC 💥

So let's just say you were talking to your friend about pride

It's June and we are all in Pride/Gemini season so it's a party 🥳

"So YN are you planning to go to the pride parade this weekend?"- your friend

"I mean, I hope I can! I'll have to see if the coaches need me but I think I can probably get it excused"- you

Your friend looks at you questioningly

"YN haven't you told the team your part of the LGBTQIA+ community?"- you friend asks

You sigh a little-

"Not yet, I'm not exactly sure how to say it. Like do I just say "hey guys- guess what? I'm LGBTQIA+??"- you

"I mean that would definitely be one way YN?"- a voice booms from behind you

Your eyes widen 😳

Soul 👉🏻 leaves you body

You slowly turn to see Ukai and Takeda

Ukai is just staring at you and Takeda is all like "🤪 Hi Yn!" 👇🏻

Your mouth is just gaping, like the shock is still hitting you

"You- you uhh you, uhh I ummm- I"- You

Please Takeda stops you from talking YN, you've said enough 🤚🏻

"YN you know we care about you and accept you for who you are"- Takeda

"This changes nothing YN. You are an excellent manager"- Ukai

You 👉🏻 really 🥺🥺🥺

"Of course YN but that being said, we won't say anything to the team. That's on you"- Ukai

"Won't say anything to the team about what??"- Kageyama

Of course 😐🤦‍♀️

Please there is always one of them lurking everywhere

"Ummm- nothing! ITS NOTHING"- Takeda 🧍‍♂️

Please he's nervous 😅

"Whats nothing?"- Asahi

Oh sweet Jesus did like like someone turn on the bat signal?? Is there like a Karasuno version istg 🙄

"It's nothing! YN will tell you if they want too"- Ukai

"Wait- YN will tell us what if they want to?"- Tanaka

Seriously this has got to be a joke

At this point you are just waiting for Nekoma and Fukurodani to show up because you are sure it's another training camp

"Idk YN's keeping a secret"- Kageyama

"Ohh I love secrets tell me!"- Noya

You 👉🏻🧍‍♂️ 😐

"Guys it's nothing, I'll tell you later"- you

"Tell us what later?"- Daichi with Suga and Ennoshita

You know those clown cars were all the clowns just keep piling out, yep that's your situation YN 🤗

"Wait- YN are you dying?"- Noya 😱😱😱

If there was a cliff, we've just basically jumped off it

No point A to B here, we go from Point A to NUCLEAR MELTDOWN

And that's all they wrote folks because it's happening and it's happening fast

"YN'S DYING???"- Asahi, probably fainting

"OMG YN DONT DIE ON US PLEASE!!"- Tanaka begging at your feet

"We have to find a cure!! We must!"- Noya

"WILL YOU DORKS SHUT UP!"- Daichi

Please it's absolutely chaos

You need to stop this YN 🤚🏻

So you decide the best way to do it is just to dive in-

"GUYS IM LGBTQIA+"- You, probably breathing heavy

"Omg is that the illness you have YN??? It sounds serious!!!"- Tanaka

🙄🙄🙄 I'm sorry you have to deal with this YN

Thoughts and prayers 🙏🏻

"Tanaka it means YN is a member of the pride community you idiot!"- Suga says yelling

"Awe YN welcome to the community"- Kiyoko says congratulating you

"You?"- you says looking at her

Come on, we all know 😏

Kiyoko 👉🏻 🏳️‍🌈 🤗

"So YN isn't dying?"- Asahi

"YN probably would be dead already if it was left up to you all to save them"- Tsukishima 😒

"No Asahi, I'm not dying. I'm just not heterosexual, cisgender and/or heteroromantic"- you 🤷‍♀️

Same YN same 💅🏼

"Oh... so like can you still play volleyball?"- Hinata, now joining in

You 👉🏻😐🙄 Yes Hinata my sexuality has nothing to do with my volleyball skills

"So what if guys hit on you YN?"- Tanaka

"We can just scream 'BACK OFF YN DOESNT LIKE MEN'"- Noya

"Please dont"- you 😐

Please Noya and Tanaka are already forming a plan

"YN we appreciate you for who you are and nothing will ever change that!"- Suga says

"Yeah YN, we'd be lost without you"- Daichi

"🥺 you guys"- you 🥲

"So YN if Oikawa hits on you will you let him down hard! And like record it for me?"- Kageyama

You 👉🏻 I'll do what I can Kags 😃

"Ain't no city boy messing with our YN!"- Tanaka

Ennoshita please 😊

🤚🏻👨🏻‍🦲💥

"Hey-" Tanaka, rubbing the back of his head

"You guys really are the best team"- you

"Yeah we already know that YN"- Daichi 💅🏼

"Omg YN can we come to the pride parade with you??"- Hinata

"I personally love parades"- Asahi

"Omg we can dress up like a rainbow!"- Noya

"I don't look good in Yellow"- Suga

"Hinata can be orange since he's basically already a tangerine"- Kageyama

"SHUT UP CRAPPY-YAMA"- Hinata

👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻 this ensues

"YN seriously look what you did"- Daichi

You 👉🏻 🧍‍♂️

"I'm literally- you know what 🤚🏻"- you, going over to haul the two bbys away from each other

Aren't you glad you have the most supportive Team YN 🥰

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu #haikyu! #haikyū!! #haikyu #haikyu! pride #lgbtqia+ community #lgbtqia+ #pride requests #hq pride headcannons #karasuno chaos #karasuno x you #karasuno x reader #haikyuu karasuno #karasuno manager #karasuno #daichi sawamura #sugawara koushi #asahi azumane #kageyama tobio #hinata shoyo #kiyoko shimizu #nishinoya yū #tanaka ryunosuke #tsukishima kei #karasuno x lgbtqia manager #hq lgbtqia+ #lgbtqia fiction #lgbtqia community #happy pride 🌈

[ginger-snap-talkin-nonsense]

Seen any good silent films?

Yes!!!

Okay so when talking about silent comedies everyone talks about Charlie Chaplin and his iconic character, "The Tramp". Now don't get me wrong The Tramp is a really interesting piece of movie history and paved the way for satire in filmed.comedy as we know it, but I found the actual comedy of his silent stint a little lacking because it was so focused on its satire, which he got to do better in the talkies (The Great Dictator is absolutely beautiful).

So then we get Buster Keaton who I found to be a bit of a dick. In his two films I watched-"The General" and "Seven Chances" he isn't exactly funny so much as he's a stuntman doing cool things (and in Seven Chances case he's also actively racist which the other silent comedies I've seen managed to near entirely avoid, even The General which was literally pro Confederate). Now his stunts and the money he put into his work was mind blowing. Man destroyed a train for Christ sake that's cool, but he clearly wasn't a comedian at heart.

The best of his work I saw was 'Sherlock Jr.' Which showed his hand. The man liked to make high concept art pieces, and added comedy to them so people would pay him to see them, but comedy was never his primary focus.

NOW OF YOU WANNA TALK FUNNY, LETS TALK HAROLD LLOYD

Harold Lloyd did the least of the big 3 comedians of the time as he just couldn't cut it in the talkies and didn't want to put his life at more risk than he already had doing crazy stunts. So he's the least remembered of the 3, yet if you ask me easily the funniest. His comedy is timeless-both the physical comedy AND the situational comedy.

I've seen two of his films-"Safety Last" and "The Freshman" and both were utterly hysterical.

The first is a classic 'guy down on his luck working at a department store and trying to convince the girl he's more wealthy than he is' and the whole thing is just scene after scene of shenanigans! He gets to work early but falls asleep on a truck so wakes up in the middle of town and has to hitch a ride back but he's late and doesn't want the smooth boss to know so he's gotta sneak in as a mannequin without getting caught which scares a guy and so on!

It's just funny physical bits and situations that remind you that even back then we were all goin through the same shit. Hating the retail grind and not having money and pushing cops over for the funny and climbing 30 stories on a building to win a thousand dollars.

AND THEN THE FRESHMAN IS THE SAME SHTICK BUT ITS COLLEGE SHENANIGANS

SPECIFICALLY A BIG DORK COSPLAYING AS HIS FAVORITE MOVIE CHARACTER TO BE COOL AND EVERYONE CLOWNING ON HIM

HIS OWN DAD CLOWNS ON HIS NAME ITS PEAK FUCKING COMEDY HE DOES DUMB LITTLE JIG EVERYTIME HE MEETS SOMEONE ITS SOME TIKTOK COMEDY I STG

Also he was one of the first people to utilize speeding up walking footage to make the shot funnier and again, it's so endearing knowing we've found the same shit funny since the beginning of film.

Do yourself a favor, watch The Freshman and if you love it-which you will- watch Safety Last. It's just a pure delightful comedy experience.

[thinkingfandoms]

All Tarlos moments

I decided to make a list of all TK and Carlos moments.

Enjoy it with caution.

1.01 "Pilot"

⭐ the first time they interact - “He’s an impressive guy” // “He’s my dad”

⭐ Carlos asks TK if he wants to dance and then they flirt, a lot

1.02 "Yee-Haw"

⭐ their *first time* shown on screen

⭐ Carlos invites TK home and he misunderstands, ending up leaving

1.03 "Texas Proud"

⭐  the scene at the police station where the chemistry kicks in

⭐ Carlos talks about TK with Michelle, who convinces him to hit on him

⭐ Carlos “jealous” of Judd

⭐ "You know I'm holding a dart" // "And I'm packing a piece" // "That's hot"

1.05 "Studs"

⭐ TK and Carlos take Paul dancing, and they kiss

1.08 "Monster Inside"

⭐ TK is shot and ends up in hospital - Carlos cuddles and sits next to him

1.09 "Awakening"

⭐ "So are you gonna tell me how long you've been seeing her?" // "When you tell me how long you've been seeing the cop"

1.10 "Austin, We Have a Problem"

⭐ “The elephant in the juice bar” scene

⭐ “He’s an impressive guy” // “He’s my son”

⭐ they finally get together

2.01 "Back in the Saddle"

⭐ we find out that Carlos's house has become a sanctuary for their group of friends during the pandemic, and that they regularly have parties

⭐ “You know, if you get yourself shot again, you’re never making it out of the doghouse” // “Maybe don’t make us do your job for you next time” // “Firefighters. You really are a smug bunch” // “You love it”

2.02 "2100°"

⭐ “When am I gonna meet your parents?”

⭐ Carlos comforts TK after Tim's death

2.03 "Hold the Line"

⭐ “I gotta mention, though, I already have a boyfriend, and it’s pretty serious” - TK and his gay radar turning on around Buck

2.04 "Friends with Benefits"

⭐ “Firefighter. Sign me up for the calendar” // “And his boyfriend is a cop” - jealous Carlos and Tarlos flirting

⭐ they go to the market together - they accidentally meet Carlos' parents and disaster happens

⭐ they eventually talk to each other and settle the matter

2.07 "Displaced"

⭐ Tarlos cuddling and Carlos listening to TK's complaints

2.08 "Bad Call"

⭐ “And I found an incredible man who showed me that it is okay to open up my heart again”

⭐ Carlos and Owen having a son-father type talk

⭐ Carlos worries because TK is not responding to texts and calls, saying he never did that

⭐ Carlos finds out that his father already knows about him and TK

2.10 "A Little Help From My Friends"

⭐ TK moves into Carlos' house

2.11 "Slow Burn"

⭐ “Do not give her the Carlos cow eyes. You know, when you get all lovely and concerned. Soulful, big, brown eyes, it… absolutely wrecks people”

⭐ TK officially meets with Carlos' parents

2.12 "The Big Heat"

⭐ Carlos and TK fight in the firehouse because Owen was arrested

⭐ eventually they decide that it's nobody's fault and that they don't have to apologize

⭐ the fire

3.01 "The Big Chill"

⭐ thanks to Nancy and Marjan we find out that TK and Carlos have broken up and TK doesn't want to talk about it

⭐ Carlos panicking when he sees TK again at the shelter

3.02 "Thin Ice"

⭐ Nancy gets Carlos to come to the hospital after TK goes into a coma

3.03 "Shock & Thaw"

⭐ Carlos stays close to TK in the hospital and TK has a relapse

3.04 "Push”

⭐ THE hospital episode

3.05 "Child Care"

⭐ “Baby, it’s 3:00 in the morning. Will you come back to bed?”

3.08 "In the Unlikely Event of an Emergency"

⭐ Carlos tries to console TK after what happened to his mom

⭐ the airport scene

3.11 "Prince Albert in a Can"

⭐ “Babe, I know you’re going through it, but can you please tone down the rage punching just a little bit?” // “I’m not rage punching” - and the rest of the scene is Tarlos being domestic

3.13 "Riddle of the Sphynx"

⭐ Carlos's jealousy episode

3.15 "Down To Clown"

⭐ TK brings Lou home, and we see them struggling with the lizard

3.18 "A Bright and Cloudless Morning"

⭐ TK proposes to Carlos

#tk strand #carlos reyes #tarlos #911 lone star #911 #911 on fox

[imnobodyuknow]

So, I ran into a rare find of a game a few weeks ago (thanks to good old Bijuu Mike deciding to play it), and let me just say -- for a free game, it's definitely somethin' else.

It's a fairly short game, but well worth your while if you're looking for something unusual. Don't take my word for it, though -- go check it out for yourself! (There's some light language, sexual innuendo, and a bit of horror in it, just FYI.)

***Outcore Spoilers Ahead!!!***

Much like Doki Doki Literature Club and OneShot (and probably some other mixed reality games I don't know about), Outcore: Desktop Adventure messes with your computer's files in a number of creative ways. It also explores (no pun intended) the idea of a video game character becoming aware of the existence of another world (namely, the real world). And much like Monika, the main character -- the curious and adorable Lumi...

...finds herself dissatisfied with the world she's lived in for the last 18 years. She even starts to believe that her life is meaningless without any variety or the ability to explore anything new.

Here's what I found very touching about Lumi's story, though. Unlike Monika, she doesn't despair or become resentful after learning that she and her world aren't real -- instead, she decides to make the most of it...in her own special way. 😉

Most of the game involves using your computer's files, applications, etc. in some very innovative ways to help Lumi recover the memories she lost upon appearing on your desktop. The intrigue created by piecing together the mysteries of her past is soon accompanied by a more disturbing feeling, however, when you realize...

...something's a little off. (That's how it was for me, anyway. 😏)

Thankfully, the disturbing part is fairly limited, and definitely worth going through to see how Lumi takes advantage of her situation and changes things for the better, both for herself and for the folks back home. And in doing so, she discovers what it is she wants out of life:

Kind of an odd thing for a "villain" to say, huh? 😏

And on top of that, she even finds a way to be an explorer within the confines of the digital world -- by becoming a dead web browser an Internet Explorer!

Good luck out there, Lumi! (Seriously, you'll need it. 🫤)

Oh, and...apparently there's a way to put a clown nose on Lumi. I just now discovered that. ...Interesting. 😄

So, to put it another way, Outcore struck me as a game with a Doki Doki Literature Club-esque story, but with a much less morbid and more satisfying ending to it. 😊 It may not be as long or story-rich as DDLC, but I loved how simple yet entertaining and touching it was from beginning to end. If a sequel ever comes out, you can bet I'll be playing it, whether it's free or not. 😁

Anyway, on to the review...

In terms of creativity:

In terms of charming and quirky characters:

In terms of fun, engaging, and atmospheric music:

In terms of humorous dialogue and clever references:

In terms of crazy (and often silly) plot twists:

In terms of decency:

And finally, in terms of being a touching, thought-provoking, and fun mixed-reality experience (which also happened to be free):

Quite the inspirational game, Doctor Shinobi. In fact, I'd say it's the sort of game I hope to create myself somewhere down the road.

(Man, I gotta get on that already...)

#game review #outcore #lumi #laifu #jiji #that idle game takes WAY too long though

[tsuki-sennin]

Two years have past since the end of the war with the Bugnarok Empire. Under the guidance of its new King, Jeremy Brasieri, the Bugnarok are now recognied by the other five kings as their own sovereign nation. However... centuries of pain cannot be undone so soon. Not when the world faces ever greater peril.

And... after that... Freaky Friday x 3.

Spoilers, I guess...

-Oh.

-He dead.

-Kamejim's an alien, huh?

-Ohhhhhhhh, that's a lot of bugs.

-Well, his majesty King Gira certainly looks older.

-Everybody seems to be resting on their laurels.

-Rita would be ashamed.

-"Oh... I see... Well, that's not the least bit surprising."

-What the hell happened to our worldwide government?

-"Please stop crying, it's not your fault! D:"

-The aliens are coming! We've been compromised!

-"I do, yeah!"

-Dugden Dujardin...

-"Right, here's the deal. You're all gonna hand your planet over to me.

-THEY THREW THEM IN JAIL?

-WHY THO

-RITA YOU RUN THE JAILS HOW-

-"Hey buddy, you lied to me, y'know?"

-Ohhhhhhhhh

-Holy shit

-This guy is just Bug-type Evolt.

-Oh my God.

-Y'know, I can't say I expected intergalactic genocide from this show.

-"Wow, you're right! I am mocking you."

-I have to say, the green screen halos add a lot to how surreal and terrifying he is.

-Hey, wait a fucking second, that's America on that earth model!

-All that with a flick.

-He nearly destroyed all of America.

-Racules you motherfucker

-Gira says "Up yours, Dugdump."

-Whoaaaaaaaa, who is that?

-J

-Jesters.

-Gorma...

-Man's got his own roster.

-Jimmy, of course, was here the whole time.

-I suppose God's sitting this one out.

-The Tyrant King returns.

-Ohsama Sentai! King-Ohger!

-Lovin' the new hair, Yanma.

-Kaguragi seems just about the same as he always is.

-Ran, on the other hand... Absolutely serving.

-Oh, short hair Rita. Love it.

-Rita's one gray eye...

-We are so back. ...even though really it hasn't been that long.

-"Freeze, stinkbug."

-Oh great, Jimmy slipped away.

-Oh

-Oh my god.

-What kind of fucking PC needs global power siphoning?

-HIMENO CAUSED A WILD FIRE

-KAGURAGI CREATED A FARM TANK

-RITA WOULDN'T FUCKING TAKE A VACATION

-Yes, kings are back, I saw last episode.

-Intergalactic clown bugs.

-We traded Dezzy for this jhkhkl

-Gorma's already come up with a perfect scheme~!

-Kaguragi's a flasher I see.

-Oh wait, no Himeno???

-Goddamn, Kaguragi's living it up.

-Yanma, you're in the middle of a tundra, why the hell did you take Rita's shoes off?

-There is literally no episode premise better for an ensemble cast like this than a Freaky Friday plot.

-Ohhhhh, I noticed that Rita covered Yanma's eye. It must be blind.

-The actors are absolutely nailing each other's mannerisms, holy crap.

-I'm glad Kaguragi and Jeremy are enjoying themselves :)

-Himeno's still absolutely serving in Kaguragi's body.

-"Yanma... please... hurry up, I need it."

-"Dude, c'mon, you're already making yourself home in my body, at least-"

-"GIVE!"

-My current theory as to why Rita covers their mouth so much is because they have an oral stim they view as particularly embarassing. I imagine it must've hurt a lot when Gira laughed so hard.

-It is so weird hearing Rita's voice speaking so casually.

-Apparently Ran's not built enough for Kaguragi's liking.

-"Oh, trust me, Mantis Lady! You gotta knead your dough and feel the burn to make a nice, extra crispy bread."

-Gorma Jumpscare.

-Gorma Rosalia...

-Ninpo! Body Swap Art!

-"Beat me, and you'll be heading right home."

-Ohgai Busou!

-Oh, right, just because the minds switch around doesn't mean the authorization does.

-Nin!

-Oh, Rita smiled, that's nice :)

-"Jeremy, you're thinking a little too generously..."

-And this is Gira saying this, so you know this is gonna be a geopolitical nightmare.

-Jesus Christ Himeno jkjhjkmnhl

-Well at least Kaguragi's employing a bit of aid.

-SEBAS WHAT

-"No fighting."

-C

-Cross-brained fox.

-"I'm arresting each and every last one of you bastards!"

-Yanma, Yanma, Yanma, Yanma!

-Aw, Jeremy :)

-Not the least bit surprising that Gira and Jeremy are taking this the best.

-"Whaaaaaaaat? Nooooo, nooooooo, I don't think the Bugnarok are responsible for this, nooooooo!"

-Huh

-I have to disagree Jeremy, that was insanely quick, considering.

-Heat stroked out.

-Having a bit of a wild day.

-"Suppose we've spent a bit too much money on healthcare..."

-There's a certain elegance in Kaguragi's interpretation of Kamakiri Ohger.

-That's a really cool way of tying the body swaps into the fight scene though, I won't lie.

-They mad.

-Bang!

-That's our Jeremy.

-We won! Technically!

-Now to remove the Ninja

-OH FUCK

-Ohhhhhhh, you're one tricky son of a bitch, aren't you Gorma?

-Oh man, shit's getting real now.

#Rejoice O Swarming Evil! You're My King! #ohsama sentai kingohger #king ohger #kingohger #ohsama sentai king ohger #king ohger spoilers