#yeah this special felt VERY targeted (in a good way)

[jichanxo]

so i finally watched that new special...

#gabriel agreste #hesperia #betterfly #miraculous ladybug #miraculous #hawkmoth #ml paris special #miraculous special #jichanart #yeah this special felt VERY targeted (in a good way) #like obviously i have Opinions but overall very very good gabriel content i enjoyed it a lot

[flowershines]

Special Treats

Bf. Peeta Mellark x F. Reader

warnings: smut, tabs (sex chocolate), protected sex, nicknames, cunnilingus

Not proof read

Coming home from work, opening the front door to your shared apartment with your boyfriend, he was sitting on the couch in front of the tv watching the new season of the Hunger Games. Ever since he had been in the games with Katniss he kept trying his hardest to stop watching them and have the others follow in his footsteps but he just felt bad for the contestants this year, you had told him that they put two 8 year olds in the games this year.

Ofcource he never wanted to see those kids die so he did as much as he could to make them stay alive by sending in donations for them to keep them alive, after winning he had more of a wealthy lifestyle having you both live in the wealthiest side of the capital.

“I’m home.” Dropping all of your belongings in the chair that had been surrounding the island in the middle of the kitchen, he stood up and made his way over to you kissing your temple then complaining about how messed up the producers are “I’m surprised that they made it this far anyways, I think my donations are helping them I hope.” He said while looking down at the ground, shameful for the kids. “They are, they’re still alive aren't they.” “I don’t think for very long though, one and two have been trying to find them since they would be the easiest targets, I left them some small notes saying that they need to find shelter and hide for now.” Running his fingers through his blonde hair as he sat down into one of the chairs next to you, walking to him and giving him a small hug as a way to try and comfort him.

You always loved how caring he was, even though those kids weren't his and weren't even in his old district he felt like he had known them their whole life, kind of like an older brother figure to strangers.

“Oh I forgot Haymich gave me these chocolates for you, he said there was a note on it for you but it fell off when he gave it to me, it's just chocolates so I thought the note wasn't that important anyways.” “Yeah, you're right it’s Haymich, he probably wrote some stupid shit on it.” Handing the chocolate he took it and unwrapped it, “Want some?” shaking your head you exclaimed how you just went out to eat with Katniss for lunch. Taking a bite he hummed at the taste of it, “Good?” he shook his head up and down very fast you thought that he might get whiplash. Laughing to yourself you walked towards your bags and started to put them into your shared bedroom and started putting things away, Peeta walked back over to the couch and sat down right in front of the tv as you heard another buzz sound notifying you that he had just sent another donation to one of the kids.

As time went on he watched the tv closely as the group of trained teens walked over to where one of the kids had been hidden since the games had started.

Peeta’s POV:

Watching the kid shiver from fear made something in me feel horrible for her, a single tear ran down her face as she probably knew that it was the end for her, as they would kill her in no time. I put my hand over my mouth trying to stay quiet as if I was in the games myself, seeing her shiver and cry reminded me of my time during the games, not wanting to see the poor innocent girl get brutally murdered I walked towards the door letting Y/n know that I was going to take a walk along with asking her if she could shut off the tv not wanting to watch it anymore. I knew those kids were probably going to be the first to die but I couldn’t help but feel sorry for them, I mean who wouldn’t.

On the walk Y/n kept coming into my thoughts wondering what she probably thought of all the murder and what she thought of me being in the games as well, more questions about her wandered into my mind. I ran my hand through my hair and sighed deeply, I should probably start heading back to the apartment now heading back thoughts of Y/n couldn’t escape my mind, I probably just missed her so much today so I keep thinking of her.

Walking through the second to last hallway towards our apartment an image of Y/n popped in my head of her laying in our bed in my favorite pear of her lingerie, the red ones that never really covered much. I felt a rise of heat shoot through my stomach down to my sudden growing bulge which twitched at the thought, walking faster than before not wanting any of our neighbors to catch me with a growing hard on in my pants.

The more I would think of that image of her the more tighter my pants would go up against my dick making the sensation of the fabric rubbing against it even more hard to concentrate on any other random thought that might run through my head. Arriving at the apartment she was in our shared bedroom but instead of wearing the lingerie she was wearing the same clothes since the last time I saw her in.

She was on her knees putting things away in the bottom drawer of the dresser, I walked in front of her hoping she would see my aching problem and help out. She noticed that I was standing above her, she looked up at me with the most innocent eyes that stared into mine as she smiled softly. “When did you get back?” She said as he attention went back to what she was doing before, “Not that long ago.” I grabbed her by her jaw with one hand and made her look up at me, “I need you, now.” her eyes trailed from my eyes all the way down to my pants. My dick was right in front of her face making it perfect eye level with the tip as it leaked pre cum through my boxers and pants.

“All of the sudden?” She giggled still looking at my bulge then up at me, “Please Y/n, I was thinking then you came into my mind then an image popped up of you in my favorite lingerie on you.” I let go of her jaw and looked down at her with pleading eyes, “Your always horny.” She said standing up and walking towards the kitchen to get the last of her bags, I stood there defeated knowing that I would probably have to resort to my hand again. “Peeta?” She said from the kitchen, I walked into the room that she was in and stood in the doorway with an arched eyebrow and head tilted in the slightest way possible. She looked at me holding the box of the chocolate, “Do you not know what this is?!” “Chocolate.”

She rolled her eyes, “No shit, Tabs?” Looked her in the eyes and shook my head as a way to tell her I was not following, “It’s a chocolate made to turn you on, I should have read the box before giving it to you but I thought you knew.” She dropped the box on the island and rubbed her forehead, “So what am I supposed to do.” I rubbed my hand along the tip of my dick as she looked at it. She took one of the chocolates that showed three water droplets and ate it, “I’ll help you out, we just have to give it a minute for me to digest it.”

My eyes lit up with excitement, she walked over to the couch and placed a movie on and started watching it. I walked over to her and sat down next to her, I kept shifting and squirming in my seat as her attention was focused on the show in front of her. “Can I please eat you out?” I asked looking her up and down, she nodded and laid back against the arm of the couch using it as a pillow, I pulled her pants down which to my luck she wasn’t wearing any underwear giving me even more easy access. She whined at how slow I was going, I got closer to her heat and licked my lips as they hit her folds. I loved eating her out she always tasted so good and she would play with my hair all roughly making me moan into her pussy.

She would whine and breath all shaky which was my favorite noises that she makes, I couldn’t help but feel aroused as my tongue was deep into her. I uncontrollably got harder and started grinding down onto the couch for some sort of friction that my aching bulge was missing, as her moans and breathing became more sporadic she would grip onto my hair more tighter as my groans were muffled by her pussy, she loved the vibrations that it would give her and brought her over the edge making her cum on my tongue.

She sat up and pushed me down onto the couch and sat on top of my lap and started to unbuckle my belt I grabbed her shirt and started to unbutton it. The sound of my zipper being undone made me shift my hips up so that way she would be able to move my pants down to my knees. I finished buttoning her shirt and pulled it off each arm and brought one arm behind to her back and undid her bra. “Your a pro.” She said talking about being able to undo her bra with one hand, “You helped me become one.” I said smirking and dived into her neck and started to make my way down to her boobs, she moaned as my hands traveled from her waist down to her heat starting to do small circles on her clit.

She fell into my chest and started kissing my jawline then working down to my neck, she kept whispering sweet nothings into my ears. Pulling my hand away I reached towards the side table next to us and pulled out the drawer, taking out a condom and handing it to her and I shut the drawer and kissed her check. She ripped the packaging with her teeth off and took it out sliding it down on my dick, i softly groaned into her neck from the sudden sensation of her hand on me.

She grabbed my dick and placed it right at her entrance slowly sinking down on me as my hands rested on her waist, throwing my head back from the sudden sensation as I could feel her clench from every angle, her pussy ran along on the veins on my cock, she was made for me.

Grabbing at her waist tighter she started bouncing up and down on me, I kissed her on the lips as she continued bouncing on me. She grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me closer, our tongues danced on one another fighting for dominance. Her free hand ran up and down across my abs then bringing her hand down to my balls to play with them giving me the best pleasure.

Moans and groans filled the rooms our neighbors banged on the wall telling us that they can hear us, I placed a hand over her mouth to muffle her moans but she started to reach her peak and get closer and closer to her climax, realizing this I reached my hand down to her clit and started to rub it in circles while thrusting my hips up to meet her motions. Moans got louder and louder both of our climaxes at their peak, “P-peeta I-I’m gonna-” “Me two, princess.”

With that she started to fall apart on my dick as my cum shot into the condom filling it up, she slowed down her pace till she stopped moving and just cuddled against my chest. She went and grabbed my dick pulling it out of her making me whine from her hand touching my overstimulated cock, then proceeding to take the condom off and bring it to the kitchen and throw it away. She went into the bedroom not soon after came back in her comfy pjs sand had brought me out some as well, she handed them to me and picked up our clothes that had been thrown off earlier.

She walked back over to the couch and cuddled into my side I kissed her temple and said “Thank you princess, I love you.” “I love you too baby”

#josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson smut #fluff #smut #peeta mellark #peeta mellark smut

[nightghoul381]

Dead or Love ~ Ellis Twilight

This a fan translation so it is definitely not 100% accurate. I do not own anything related to Ikemen Villains. Support Cybird by buying their amazing stories!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Bitter End | Premium End | Epilogue

Ellis: “Kate, what kind of Christmases have you had so far?”

While having tea in a café as the Christmas season approaches, Ellis, sitting in front of me, tilts his head.

I couldn’t help but smile at the light steam coming from the hot chocolate that Ellis was drinking.

Kate: “I was usually working, Christmas is especially busy with the deliveries.”

Ellis: “Oh, Christmas cards?”

Kate: “Fufu, correct.”

Ellis: “So, I guess you had a busy Christmas at work.”

Kate: “But it wasn’t all bad, was it?”

Kate: “I felt like Santa Claus because I got to see the happy faces when I delivered the Christmas cards.”

(Now I feel a little nostalgic for those days)

As I trace the memories of the Holy Night with my fingertips and immersed myself in a nostalgic feeling, Ellis murmured.

Ellis: “I want to be your Santa Claus this year.”

Kate: “Eh…?”

Ellis: “I want to give you a very special, very happy Christmas.”

Ellis: “…no good?”

Kate: “Well, in that case, I’ll join you too—”

Ellis: “That’s not allowed.”

Kate: “Why?”

Ellis: “Because Santa Claus doesn’t ask for anything in return, right?”

I imagine Santa Claus walking around, handing out presents without asking for anything in return.

Kate: “Ah…sure?”

Ellis: “Fufu, right? That’s why you’re not allowed to return the favor.”

(I’m sure Ellis is trying to give me some wonderful Christmas memories.)

Although, I am a little reluctant to keep his indiscriminate kindness he gives me to myself.

Kate: “If it’s okay with you, Ellis, I’m happy to do it.”

Ellis: “…I did it. I’ll do my best to make you happy.

--Secret Room- Ellis’ POV—

Ellis: “…What is the best Christmas?”

Ellis: “What do you think is the best Christmas, Jude?”

Jude: “Aah? I don’t know anything about that.”

As I looked at Jude, who was working on paperwork, I heard an annoyed sigh.

Jude: “Hah… annoying to be so deep in thought.”

Jude: “People don’t go out of their way to pay a lot of money to eat in a high-end place for nothing. I don’t know.”

Ellis: “High-end. Why?”

Jude: “Ha. It’s a childish Christmas only blue-eyed brats like you would enjoy.”

Ellis: “I see. Yeah, maybe so.”

Jude: “More importantly, Christmas Eve is—”

Ellis: “A conviction for illicit exports, right?”

Ellis: “Ah, it’s not a crown mission, so I guess it's a punishment."

According to Jude, the organization refines and sells dangerous drugs.

Apparently, they were working carefully behind the scenes so that Jude’s company would be looked upon with suspicion if something were to happen.

Ellis: “I know the loss is only a few thousand pounds. Do you want me to kill? Not kill?

Jude: “They were targeting women and children with those drugs, it’s just so shitty it’s not even funny.”

Ellis: “Kill, you mean… got it.”

And then it was Christmas Eve, December 24th.

Jude and I went into the mansion where the organization was eating.

Jude: “Sorry to disturb you while you’re eating.”

Head of Organization: “Jude Jazza…”

Jude: “Ha, that looks like an expensive wine. You seem to be having a lot of fun.”

Jude steps up onto the table with bare feet and puts his toes on the chin of the man who seems to be the head of the organization.

Jude: “Are you saying that the person who tried to pin the blame on my company had no knowledge of the law?”

Head of Organization: “N-No…”

Jude: “Heh…?”

Jude: “—No, of course not, you fucking idiot.”

Head of Organization: “AAAAAHHHHH!!!”

There was the sound of a jaw being crushed, and the throats of the people around them rang out in fear.

Jude: “Your disgusting screams are hurting my ears. Ellis.”

Bottom of the Organization: “I-I’m sorry…Aah!”

Organization member 1: “Don’t run away you guys! It’s only two people, kill them…!”

Ellis: “…If you can kill me, good luck.”

Organization member 1: “Gah!”

One by one, I thrust a knife into them and take their lives.

While I think about these people not being able to have a Christmas,

Someone touched my leg--.

(…!)

The movement was delayed for a moment.

Organization member 2: “Aah!”

When I killed the last one, all I could hear was me and Jude breathing.

I felt something strange on my leg and looked down…

(Ah…)

Jude: “What?”

Ellis: “Looks like I’ve got a bomb attached to me.”

Perhaps it was a dying struggle, but the person I had just killed seemed to have touched my leg to set off a bomb.

(24 hours left? Oh, it’s a time bomb.)

(…but)

Ellis: “I guess there’s no one left to tell us how to disarm it.”

Ellis: “…What should I do?”

Jude: “Ha. I don’t know, wipe your own ass.”

(I usually do that, but tomorrow…)

--Flashback—

Kate: “If it’s okay with you, Ellis, I’m happy to do it.”

--End Flashback—

Ellis: “Jude, I have a favor to ask of you.”

Jude: “Yeah?”

--Crown Castle—Kate POV

Then, just as the cold of winter was getting stronger, December 25th—Christmas arrived.

I promised to meet Ellis in the town around the time the sun sets.

(My work is finished, so I have to start preparing now.)

Then, there was a knock at the door and a maid delivered a large box.

(…I wonder what?)

When I opened the box, inside was a long, light purple dress.

And a message card was attached to it.

Merry Christmas, Kate.

It’s a present from Santa Claus.

(This is from Ellis…)

(I had no idea you had prepared such a present for me.)

The unexpected Christmas present makes my heart feel fluffy and sweet like cotton candy.

It’s like it’s a preview of the best Christmas yet to come.

(I need to quickly change my clothes and hurry to Ellis.)

I felt as excited as a child receiving a present from Santa Claus.

I change into the dress and head to the meeting place.

(Wow…!)

London is decorated with Christmas colors and welcomes me with an even more gorgeous look.

(The meeting place was supposed to be here…)

Ellis: “Beautiful lady over there. Are you meeting someone…?”

Part 1 | Part 2 | Bitter End | Premium End | Epilogue

#ikemen villains #ikevil #ikemen villains translation #ikevil translation #ellis twilight #ikevil ellis #ikevil ellis twilight #ikemen villains ellis #ikemen villains ellis twilight

[night-daily]

Let me heal you | Geralt of rivia x fem!reader

summary: He's a witcher and you're a healer, somehow your paths cross and you want to help him healing his wounds, but he'll let you do it?

warnings: Swearing, mention of blood, injuries.

a/n: I suck writing fight scenes, sorry:(

based on the tv show! and let me know if i missed a warning :]

You are a healer and you have been traveling alone from town to town, seeking a place to stay permanently. That wasn't really the hard part, the problem is when people find out you are a healer because everyone wants your help and you don't mind helping them but most of them were very rude and treated you as their servant wanting you to be 24/7 for them, then you become a target because mostly the men can't take a no as an answer and that's why you never stayed too much in the same place.

Until you met Geralt, Jaskier, and of course Roach. You met them in a special way thanks to Jaskier. Just remember that day makes you smile.

“HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE” You were on your way to the next town, the sun was coming down as you heard a scream coming from the forest, you knew it wasn't a good idea going alone but you had no choice, someone needed your help. So you rushed into the forest searching for someone or anything.

“Where are you!? ” You yelled back.

“I'M HERE ” You followed the voice, going further into the forest, your heart beating faster at every step.

After a few seconds, you found a little camp with a bonfire and a man sitting on the ground with a guitar. His eyes find yours, “Oh, please tell me you can help me.”

You nodded in agreement “I'm a healer, where are you hurt?” you knelt by his side.

“Here” He shows you his index finger and he had a little cut but nothing serious. “ ... ” Did you really risk your own life for a fucking little cut? You began to stand up and he grabs your wrist “Please help me, I can't compose or play any song if my finger hurts and that's how I earn my living, please” He practically begged you “and if you help me, I can give you food, you look starved” You were considering his offer, you haven't eaten since the morning and you were truly starving and it was an easy job after all. “It better tastes good” You cleaned his finger with some alcohol and he hissed in pain, you put some herbal salve and bandaged it.

“Done” you said cheerily “Now, where's the food?”

The two of you began talking about everything while eating the food, Jaskier was easy to talk to so it felt more like two good friends catching up. You told him about your trip and how the people treated you and you were scared of them. “You can travel with us!” us? “And with the Witcher by your side, no one would dare to say or do something against you” Witcher!? “Also since you're a healer you can help with our wounds and injuries, well, especially his, he does all the job”

“I- ”

“Who's this? ” A deep voice came behind you. Startled you turn your head to look at him, your breath hitched in your throat when you saw his amber eyes and you knew he was the Witcher.

“She's our new travel partner and she's a healer who can help with that” Jaskier points to the blood dropping out from his face and body.

“Only if she can keep up with us” He scoffed.

“Do you want my help with- ” Geralt ignores you, walking past you.

You rolled your eyes at his behavior. Fucking Witcher.

Since then have passed two months and you have stopped searching for a place because you like it too much the company of a certain Witcher. But he may not like yours, because he hasn't let you heal or help with any of his injuries and that made you feel useless and angry, if you weren't to help him, so why'd you stay with them? Yeah, you help Jaskier sometimes but his ''wounds'' have never been serious.

Right now, you were heading to the forest, Geralt got another job and the monster, according to the owner of the inn, it could be found there.

Jaskier was walking at your side whining why you ride Roach instead of him.

“She loves me Jaskier and I don't blame her, just look at me” you playfully winked at him.

Geralt smirk a little and you feel your heart skip a beat.

“Sooo” You cleared your throat. “I was thinking I should part ways with you” “Why?” Jaskier frowned “Well there's a lot of people who need help and you know how much i like helping people and here, you don't really need me and i feel useless.” “When are you gonna leave us?” You turned your face away from them “That sounds bad, I'm not leaving you I'm just-” “When?” Geralt grunted. “Tomorrow.” You whispered. “We'd leave you at the next town then.” And just like that, he walks away from you, and you could feel your eyes filling up with tears.

Geralt with heavy footsteps went to cut wood for the bonfire. He wasn't in a good mood since earlier when you told them you want it to leave. He was angry but not with you at himself, he hasn't the courage to tell you how much he cared about you and beg you to stay with them. Fuck The Witchers don't have emotions.

A branch breaking behind him put his senses on alert, turning around to look at a big beast jump out from the bushes and attack him, Geralt easily dodged it, his amber eyes glowing in the dark forest as the beast tried to attack again, but this time Geralt let the beast to claw his arm with his long fangs, blood dripping off his arm, he doesn't fight back and that's when he realizes he doesn't want to be without you, he doesn't want you to leave them, to leave him, he would do anything to make you stay.

But he can't be with you if he's dead, right? So he takes out his sword slitting the neck of the beast and his head dropped to the ground.

You were at the camp with Jaskier and Roach, the three of you waiting for Geralt. Jaskier was singing in front of you, so you didn't hear when Geralt approached you from behind.

“Heal it” He grunted holding his arm out to you. Worry crossed your face, he was covered in blood, but whose?

“Be nice!” Jaskier whisper yell to Geralt shaking his head, ignoring the blood in his body, after all he was used to seeing him like that.

“Please” Geralt muttered sitting down next to you. You finally took his bloody arm and you gasped when you saw the claw marks and blood all over his arm, you quickly begin cleaning his wound.

“What happened, Geralt?” You tried to look at his eyes but he was avoiding yours.

He wouldn't admit to you he let himself get hurt by a monster just to not let you go now or ever. So he ignored your question.

“You are useful” He stated seriously, “and i would need your help” you feel your heart skip a beat at the meaning of his words, he wants you to stay, he wants you.

You let a knowing smile cross your face “I guess i have to stay” you bandage his arm “with you” you whisper this part low so only he can hear you.

“Finally” Jaskier sighed with relief to Roach and she nickered in reply.

#Geralt of rivia #Geralt of rivia x reader #the witcher #the witcher tv #the witcher fanfic #geralt of rivia fanfic #geralt of rivia x fem reader #geralt of rivia x y/n #geralt of rivia x you #the witcher x reader

[arokel]

Don/Bobby after their first win?

hello anon!!! sorry this is so late; i meant to post it much sooner but alas i am god's sleepiest soldier. but it's here now!

Nice and Easy

Word count: 960 Rating: G Pairing: Don/Bobby

Every muscle in Don’s body hurts. The skin of his cheeks feels tight and a little warm to the touch, a pink he’s sure must be deepening to red. Breathing is agony. He’s never felt better.

And Bobby is beside him, sweaty and grinning, running his mouth in the way Don has already come to find dangerously endearing in the few weeks they’ve known each other. It makes him want to say things he shouldn’t, and the only thing stopping him right now is the fact that he can’t get a word in edgewise.

“And you saw their faces when we passed them, Christ, felt so good to wipe that smugness right off ‘em. We destroyed those assholes. And it was all thanks to you, Don.”

“It was just a time trial,” Don says in the brief pause while Bobby takes a deep breath in preparation to start up again. He has to fight down his natural awkwardness and propensity for blushing; Bobby is being much too kind. “And I just did my part.”

Bobby shakes his head like a dog emerging from the water, so violently that a drop of sweat lands on Don’s cheek. It should be gross. But, somehow, as is everything Bobby does in Don’s eyes, it’s mostly cute.

“But it was varsity. And you knew exactly what to do; it was like you were reading my mind out there. I’ve never had a stroke who could do that. You’re the best. You carried that boat.”

Don glances guiltily around the empty shell house, just in case he miscounted and one of his teammates is still lingering after all. Bobby is just exaggerating because he’s excited and on is the only target on hand for his praises, but it still wouldn’t be great if anyone else overheard. They’d be hurt by the implied slight to their own rowing, and then Don would have to tell Bobby to stop complimenting Don alone. Which he doesn’t want to do.

He knows Bobby would be just as nice to Chuck or Joe or anyone else if it was them standing there instead of Don. Don isn’t special to Bobby. It’s just nice to let himself pretend he could be for a little while.

“I don’t think I could do it with another cox,” he says quietly. Let Bobby think it’s just the win spurring Don to hyperbole too. “You’re just… you. It’s easy with you.”

Bobby makes a small sound of surprise, opening and closing his mouth several times. Don might be proud of himself for how easily he managed to shut Bobby up if he weren’t so busy being mortified by the fact that he obviously misjudged the level of sincerity appropriate to the situation.

He tries to walk it back. “Not - I mean - you’re very… easy to listen to. Hear, I mean. You enunciate well.”

“Not a chance,” Bobby says with another shake of the head - slower, this time, closer to amazed. “You don’t get to take it back. That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me, Don Hume. Don’t cheapen it with qualifications.”

“Nicest thing about your coxing, you mean,” Don says. Even laying claim to that small honor sends further heat to his face and makes the aches and weariness in the rest of his body recede a little. He could say even nicer things, if they weren’t so terribly incriminating.

Bobby bites his lip, smiling at his feet. He looks shy. “No, I mean nicest thing about me ever.”

He has to be exaggerating again. Don wants him to be exaggerating.

“But… all I said was that you’re you,” he says, bewildered.

Bobby’s lip is still caught between his teeth when he looks up, stretched into a sweetly pleased smile. “Yeah. But you said it like it’s a good thing.”

Don wants to do a lot more to the varsity crew’s faces than wipe an expression off them, if he’s right in thinking they played any part in making Bobby think it wouldn’t be a good thing. But there’s also a small thrill of possessive pride creeping up from his chest and into his already-red cheeks at the thought that he made Bobby smile like that, and maybe no one else ever has.

He wants to do it again.

“It’s a fantastic thing. You’re…”

His words fail him. All the things he wants to say, the things that come too easily to his tongue whenever he’s around Bobby - they’re all too dangerous. He falls silent instead.

“I’m?”

Bobby’s eyes are so bright.

“You’re… good. As a cox and… and just by being you,” Don says. He doesn’t know Bobby all that well yet, but that much, he knows, is true.

He watches Bobby take the words in, watches that smile reappear - smaller than Don would like, shyer, and yet somehow brighter even than the shine of his eyes. Bobby doesn’t sunburn as easily as Don does, but his cheeks are pink anyway.

Bobby clears his throat. “Careful with those compliments, Don, or I’ll get spoiled.”

“Good,” Don says, too caught in the loveliness of the whole picture to think before he speaks. “I want to.”

He shuts his mouth in horror and waits, heart sinking, as Bobby’s drops open in surprise. Any second now that smile will vanish, those eyes will turn cold, and Don will have to face the consequences of how stupidly, damnably easy Bobby makes things.

This time when Bobby bites his lip, it looks intentional.

“Okay. You can spoil me. If you want to,” he says, just above a whisper. “And… if there’s anything else you want - you can do that too.”

Don doesn’t have to read Bobby’s mind to know what’s being asked of him. It’s just easy.

#the boys in the boat #bobby moch #don hume #don hume x bobby moch #bitb fic

[decieve-ineigle-obfuscate]

Finally and Forever

Category: Fluff

Pairing: Spencer x Reader

Warnings: Language. So, so much pining.

Word Count: 2.1 K

I had met her upon her first defence of me. I'd been young and stuttering.

A raging man stood over a younger, significantly more insecure version of me.

She'd come out of the multitude of people buzzing about the station, yanking his arm so that he was forced to face her.

"You know, most kids are dropped at some point. It's safe to assume your parents threw you head-first at a wall. Why don't you save us all the torture of listening to your nail-on-a-chalkboard-esque voice and go the way of the dodo?"

He fumed a few moments, and I feared him striking the girl who was nearly a foot shorter than me, never mind him.

She glared, holding her ground stubbornly.

As he stalked off, cursing her under his breath, she relaxed.

"Are you okay?" She asked softly, coming closer to me.

I opened and closed my jaw a few times before producing a rather disappointing "Yeah.".

She offered a small smile before disappearing once more.

My brain remained silent and still, watching after her.

"You good, pretty boy? You look a little heart-eyed there." Derek teased, coming up and teasing me.

I quickly fled to the single bathroom, attempting to cool my face with tap water.

Despite being on the case for another 3 weeks, I didn't see her again.

Not for another 4 years.

When I did see her again, I was a very different person. I had and lost Maeve and had gone to and left prison. I hardly felt the same in my skin.

She had not changed. She was, once again, squaring up to someone much taller than her, clearly defending a woman behind her.

"If you even look at her wrong again, you won't see the outside of a cell again. Am I clear, hothead?"

I watched, the world seeming too slow as he reached for and drew a weapon.

She grabbed his wrist and forced it upwards, leaving them both vulnerable.

I drew my gun and aimed. "FBI! Drop the weapon, sir!" I shouted.

He glanced over, then back to her. His face hardened, and he kneed her in the stomach before bringing his gun down to aim at her.

I squeezed the trigger and watched his head jerk back as the shot hit its target.

The woman behind her screamed and covered her face.

I rushed over and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Are you okay?" I asked frantically.

"Fine. Just need air." She wheezed hoarsely.

"Yeah, you're okay," I said, unsure whether I was soothing myself or her.

She shifted back onto her heels and breathed deeply.

"That's a lot of paperwork." She groaned.

"Yeah." I chuckled. "I'll live." 

She nodded, allowing her head to drop forward.

"You're the uh — boy genius the dodo was yelling at, right?"

I smiled, face warming, mind slowing, and chest tightening at her remembrance of me.

Again, all I conjured was a "Yeah." 

She smiled. "Always this articulate?" 

"No, usually people have to tell me to shut up," I replied.

"Mmm. M'I special then?"

Oh, if only you knew. If only you knew how I am inexplicably unable to stop thinking of you.

I had no solid reply.

She only smiled. "Well, help me up, boy genius?"

"Spencer," I said, taking her hand and helping her up.

She smiled more widely and introduced herself.

My chest tightened once more at the sound of her name, finally and forever in my mind.

I tried it once, enjoying the sound of it.

"Yeah. I'm plainclothes." She said, rubbing her neck.

"That's really cool."

"You're FBI. That's a hell of a lot cooler." She said, a crooked smile adorning her face.

We stayed, waiting until local law enforcement arrived, giving our stories of what had happened.

I gave my number and other contact info before being released.

"Are you doing okay, now?" I asked as we leaned against a nearby building.

"Bumps and bruises. I'll live."

I smiled softly.

"Can we grab lunch? I'll pay. I was going to eat. It's fine if you're not hungry. I just wanted to offer. And —"

"Lunch sounds good. I'm pretty hungry too. Any place you wanna go?" She said, shrugging.

"There's a great Thai place. It's two blocks east."

She nodded and followed after, quickly taking place beside me. 

My mind raced, interrupted only by the occasional bump of our shoulders as we walked.

Lunch was filled with exchanged stories and easy-flowing conversation.

For the first time in so long, I felt safe — at peace.

Our bubble was shattered by Derek's obnoxious ringtone that I still had not been able to change.

She only smiled. "You should get that, boy genius."

"Oh. Yeah."

I pulled my phone from my pocket and answered. 

My irritation increased as Derek invited me to a "guys' night" with the rest of the team.

"This could've been a text, you know," I said, attempting to keep my impatience from my voice.

"I didn't know you knew how to text, pretty boy. My bad. Next time."

I sighed. "I have an IQ of 187. Of course, I know how to text, Derek."

I glanced across at her amused smile as she gently brushed the toe of her sneaker against my sock-covered ankle.

"Well, I'll think about it, anyway. I gotta go." I said, refocusing.

"You busy?"

"At the moment? Yes. I'm having lunch." I said.

"Alright. See you later."

I hung up without replying and muted my phone before shoving it back into my pocket.

"Co-worker," I explained simply.

She nodded and went back to her food, a smile still not gone from her face.

I always want to be the reason you smile.

I shook my head, attempting to dislodge the thoughts of permanence involving a woman I'd met only twice. It was more difficult than I'd like to admit.

"You smile a lot when you look at me." She said, dabbing at her face with a brown napkin.

"You're smiling. It's contagious."

Her smile widened, and a blush adorned her cheeks.

It was more moments than I could keep track of before my brain — which had apparently been reduced to that of a single-celled amoeba — came up with something else to say.

"Lunch good?"

Two words. Great going. And you told Derek you have an IQ of 187. Nice to know a pretty girl can flush that down the toilet.

"Lunch is fantastic, actually. Just what I needed today, thank you." She said, taking another bite of whatever noodles she'd ordered.

"Yeah. That's one of the many reasons I love this place. And it's open all night."

"That's great! I'm gonna come here when I'm on patrol more often. Fast food all the time fucking sucks." She joked, gently brushing her shoe against mine again.

"Don't I know it," I replied, finally looking away from her and eating some more of my own food.

I immediately looked back up, though.

"You're not on the clock, right? Like I'm not keeping you from anything?"

She shook her head and swallowed another bite. "Nope. It's not my shift today, and honestly, my supervisor can suck 100 dicks if he wants to call me in on my day off. Especially after he just got back from a 2-week long cruise."

I smiled and finished eating with her.

Our time together was up far too quickly, as I only had the luxury of a lunch hour.

We exchanged numbers and promised to speak soon before parting ways.

It would be another 6 months before I saw her.

‡

She texted me at 2:30 in the morning.

• Can I come to see you?

6 months of phone tag between our busy jobs (and luck not allowing us to meet by chance again).

I was ready to give her anything she needed.

• Of course! 

I sent my address along and waited impatiently.

• Do you have a first aid kit? Like a good one?

My stomach dropped.

• Yeah.

I waited. And waited. And waited.

My intercom buzzed and I ran for it.

"Hello?" I asked eagerly.

"Myeh, what's up, doc?" She teased.

"Me, on the second floor, apartment 23."

She chuckled, and I buzzed her in.

I waited. And waited.

Her knock came sooner than expected, but longer than I had wanted to wait.

I opened the door and looked her over.

"I cut my shin open hopping a fence. Your building maintenance person's gonna hate me."

I ushered her in and sat her on the toilet before rushing to grab my kit.

She had, in that time, removed her shoes and pulled her pant leg up.

"That looks painful."

She nodded. "You use your uh, profiling skills for that one?" She asked, the corner of her mouth crooked up.

"Yeah. We at the BAU can tell when a boo-boo hurts." I teased right back.

"Good to know." She chuckled.

I pursed my lips as I knelt down.

"You're not squeamish, right boy genius?"

"Think I like doc better, and no. I just don't like the fact that you're hurt."

She nodded. "Are you an actual doctor or a diploma doctor?"

I smiled. "Mathematics, chemistry, and engineering."

"Diploma doctor. Got it."

Something clicked in my brain before I ran the first alcohol pad over the gash.

"So, who was chasing you?" I asked, making contact.

"Fuck! I don't know. He's in worse shape than I am, though. I just didn't wanna go home. He's been following me for the last few days."

I glanced up. "Do you need help?"

"That is why I'm here, doc." She teased.

I nodded. "That's fair. If you need anything more —"

She nodded. "I will let you know, I promise."

I finished cleaning her wound and wrapped her leg in gauze.

"I want you to stay the night, so I can change that in the morning. Please?"

"Will there be coffee?" She asked, using the counter to stand.

"Whole pot," I replied.

"Twist my arm, why don't ya? Where's the couch?"

I brought her out into the living room, not bothering to argue.

Despite not having known her long, I knew well enough to know. She wouldn't change her mind.

I grabbed sheets and blankets from the top of my closet and returned to find her conked out. I draped the blankets over her and turned the lamp out.

"My room's across from the bathroom if you need anything," I said lowly.

"Spencer." 

I stopped in my tracks and turned back to her. "Yeah?"

She worried her lower lip.

"I can sit out here with you for a bit. It's Friday night. I don't have work tomorrow."

She nodded gently. "Just for a bit?"

I sat on the couch beside her and turned on the TV.

"We can watch whatever you want," I said lowly.

"One of your coworkers, the blonde one. She was teasing you about Russian films?"

"I have the 1967 Anna Karenina in Russian. I could translate." 

She nodded and leaned back.

I put the movie on and began translating.

‡

Her head's on my shoulder. Her head's on my shoulder.

A second, more moving thought came to mind.

She trusts me enough to sleep around me.

I turned the TV off and leaned my head back.

You trust her enough to sleep too.

I closed my eyes and drifted off.

‡

She was gone when I woke up.

A note was next to a freshly brewed pot of coffee.

Sorry I didn't stay. I got a call. The guy was picked up by a patrol. See you later, doc.

My heart sank.

You miss her.

I shook my hands, pacing around my kitchen.

Knocking sounded, and I rushed to the door.

I opened the door, and — there she was.

"I was hoping to be back sooner. I had a shit ton of paperwork." She said softly.

I nodded gently, watching her pupils dilate.

"I was hoping I could make you breakfast."

"Would you like to stay for dinner?" She teased.

Mulan, 1998. Henry made me watch it. Historically inaccurate, but—

"Would you like to stay forever?" I asked, unthinking.

"I don't know about forever, yet. But, maybe, for now?" She asked, wrapping her arms around my waist.

"I would like that a lot."

"And definitely for breakfast." She added.

I nodded.

A small kiss was pressed to my cheek, and she pulled me further into the apartment.

I have her in my arms. Maybe not forever, yet. But for now. And I know her name. Finally and forever.

#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid x reader #reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid fic #oneshot #criminal minds oneshot #spencer reid one shot #one shot #fluff #spencer reid fluff #criminal minds fluff #one shots

[randomreadingtimewithtsuki]

Dating HC for Rin and Shiro

Anon had request a dating headcanons for Rin and Shiro, but tumblr ate the request with the draft.....

Thank you for requesting! I hope this is of your liking!

Please let me know what you think!

Tsuki's note: I considered Rin a minor here and I am an anime only fan. Oh, not Proof read...

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Rin

Ok, so Rin is good boy, but he can get nervous af.

His confession to you went pretty natural, a bit awkward because of the timing, but it felt just right for both of you.

But that doesn't mean he didn't became as red as a tomato.

On your first date he was so nervous on what to do. Take you to eat? A walk in the park? Cook for you? Just hang out at the dorms?

Oh clothes. What should he wear? Should he tuck his tail?

After pestering begging Yukio for some help, he finally deduced on what to wear and what to do.

He sat down and reflected about you. What did you like to do? Where did you mention you wanted to go?

First date he was a nervous train wreck, but in a cute way.

After the first date Rin wasn't as nervous and, well, he noticed he could just be himself, tail out and all!

Because he got comfortable, your dates became a lot more fun.

Rin absolutely loves taking you to amusement parks or just trendy places.

He enjoys having a great time with you, laughing, talking and just being bubbly!

But home dates aren't bad either.

They all turn out having Rin cooking something! And it's always delicious.

In home dates he really enjoys play games or just cuddling while watch a show or something.

He does talk through it though. Asking your opinion and expressing his emotions and thoughts ( he cries, gets mad and scream and so on)

Might try to put on a horror movie to play the tough boyfriend. But he will get spooked by the jump scares.

Dating Rin also means seeing and hanging out with Yukio.

You must have a good relationship with his brother. Yukio is very important to Rin, after all.

So there might be times that you three hang out at the dorm watching a movie or something.

Be prepared for snarky remarks from Yukio though.

If you are an exorcist, then you know his friends and you probably has gone through a tough patch together.

So it is safe to assume you are all friend, which for Rin is very important.

Just brace yourself for the teasing!

Being an exorcist isn't easy, so Rin will be worried about you 24/7 specially if he isn't on the same mission as you.

He trusts your strength and skill, but he will still worry a lot.

But if you are not an exorcist, Rin will introduce to everyone, he expects you to get along well!

Boy will get overprotective

He is terrified someone will aim for you to get to him.

Like being possessed or something.

He will try to explain to you about his universe, what demons are, which types and so on.

Yeah he is trying to show off.

May be corrected by Yukio here and there.

Still cute though!

On either cases Kuro might be part of your dates and hangs out.

Kuro loves you to death!!!

That's why he goes too. Sometimes Rin shoo him away. Poor kitten

All in all, dating Rin is a wild ride.

You will have a lot of fun, because he has a heart of gold.

But you will also live in constant worry for him - he is reckless and he has a big target on his back for being who he is.

Shiro

Dating Shiro is a wild ride.

You probably met him after he took in the twins.

So it is a constant of juggling between parenthood and being a Partner.

But! He kinda manages it.

Before you start dating, he will make absolutely sure that you are a good person - that you won't hurt the boys, you will protect them.

And that check takes a long time.

After Shiro certifies you are trustworthy then he takes the steps to a relationship, but he will not introduce to the twins just yet.

That means it will be hard to get a hold of his free time!

For sure when you do get a hold of him, you can bet it's oing to be an awesome date.

He is not very romantic, but Shiro does enjoy some quiet alone time with you.

So expect some bar dates.

If you are an exorcist, he will probably take you in missions with him - missions that won't pose a threat to you, of course.

He does trust your skills but you are a precious bean and he also expects you to watch out for his sons on the long run.

Eventually you will meet little Yukio, but you will be introduced as a friend.

A Trustworthy friend, someone Yukio can rely on and cry to.

Don't take it badly, he wants to protect his boy.

When you are introduced he watches your interactions closely, just to be sure they are safe and they like you.

The twins liking you is also very important.

If you are not an exorcist, he will try to make the dates normal, but it somehow ends up with him explain alot about his world.

Regardless of you background, he worries you might get into trouble with satan, like being possessed or something.

Back to the dates!

Shiro might bring you some gift here and there, most of the time they are simple gifts but very thoughtful ones.

He pays a lot of attention to you, to the minimal details.

Some of you dates might include patching him up either because of a mission or Rin.

But the man does have a knack to make it silly and sweet.

Is he beaten up? yes. But that doesn't stop him from being cheeky, he makes it his mission to make you smile or giggle.

Shiro absolutely loves just dropping one arm around your shoulders is his top form of affection.

All in all, dating Shiro is preparing to be a parent very suddenly, but it is also having a attentive boyfriend.

He worries about you getting possessed or getting hurt because of him, so he might put some distance at first.

Shiro will fail to keep it, if you know how to push the right buttons - just be there for him, he will fall into you again.

It is also taking up his whishes of caring for his twins - they must like you too, if you want this relationship to work, as contradictory as it might sound.

Definitly a great partner if you are into some lae night drinking and silly talk!

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Thank you for reading!

#ao no exorcist #ao no exorcist x reader #rin okumura x reader #shiro fujimoto x reader #blue exorcist x reader

[smartycvnt]

Team Effort

Title: Team Effort

Pairing: Jennifer Jareau x Reader

Summary: JJ has a hard time dealing with Ash going on a mission.

Word Count: 702

Pt. 2 to Sniped

JJ paused at the door as she saw Ash's bags. It was a reminder that in just a couple of days, she'd be all alone for the next several weeks. Ash was supposed to be done with the special operations. She had, in a more official capacity, retired. Unofficially, there was no better shot than her.

"Oh good, I thought I heard you come in." Ash greeted JJ with a quick hug and kiss, just like she always did. JJ didn't want to think about having to go without their little shows of affection for that long.

"Yeah, sorry it took so long. Traffic was horrible," JJ said. Ash could tell that the blonde was clearly distracted. JJ always got a little weird whenever Ash went away on missions. Ash didn't know if it was the time spent apart that upset JJ so much or the idea of Ash being in danger.

Technically, Ash never felt like she was in any sort of danger. Her job was the safest one in the squad's. She was always the furthest away from whatever the actual danger was. Ash was a long range sniper, generally shooting from hundreds of yards away from the blast zones. It was highly unlikely for anybody to even know where she was shooting from.

"Come on, I made us something for dinner." Ash ushered JJ towards the dining room. There was nothing particularly special laid out, but it still meant the world to JJ that Ash tried. Especially since JJ knew how important it was for Ash to use this time to get herself in the right headspace. The smoother the operation went, the quicker that Ash would be back in DC with JJ.

"I wonder how different our lives would be if you decided to become a chef instead," JJ mused. Ash had spent her teenage years working as a cook in her parents' restaurant, and it was not something that she could have done any longer than she did. It was stressful as a job, but Ash loved cooking as a hobby.

"We wouldn't know each other. I'd have kept my sorry ass in Iowa and married some big farm boy," Ash said. JJ could tell that Ash knew the specifics of what her life would have been. They didn't talk about that sort of thing very often, and for good reason. "Enough about hypotheticals, I'm leaving soon and I'd like to actually enjoy my time with you."

"I wish you would just tell them no," JJ said.

"Look, when I signed the resignation papers, I wasn't ready to go yet. I like being an independent contract, it means I can stay here with you instead of having to run back and forth between here and the training center. I doubt that you're suddenly willing to uproot your life and move." Ash had a good point, but that didn't mean JJ was happy about it.

"I just wish that you could find something here that you like doing that much. Have you tried meeting with the Pentagon again? Hell, I bet that you could get a spot in the FBI as an instructor if you wanted. There's no reason for you to go so far away where I can't make sure that you're safe!"

"JJ, I know that I'm not a phone call away, but I'm always safe. I have my team to keep me safe just like you have yours. We have to trust in each other's teams because if we don't, we'll put ourselves through hell," Ash spoke softly as she took JJ's hands into hers. "It's not easy to think about, but it's the way that it is. You understand that, JJ, I know that you do."

"It's different with you. People aren't actively shooting at me," JJ said.

"And they aren't shooting at me either. I'm pretty far away from the danger. I just need to immobilize my targets or clear paths for the team to do what they need to. I'm not a soldier anymore, if anything, I'm there to minimize the casualties." Ash could tell that JJ wasn't completely over her fears, but she was calm enough to enjoy their evening together.

#my writing #one shot #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds #cm x reader #cm #jennifer jareau x reader #jennifer jareau

[djsherriff-responses]

bedsides the hair slowly turning the original strawberry/sunset blonde hair (as his dye/bleach wears off); i also predict that cl rayman would start not only quitting drugs and alchool (and would wear things like nicotine patches or something like that (like patches but made from the same material as the "devil's drandruff")), as well getting conforted and helped by the others and slowly becoming more like his old true self (specially when if he ends up conforting any rescued kids).

This is the perfect opportunity to talk about something that kinda bugs me about the way the fandom makes Ramon be a badass, because the thing is , Ramon? Yeah, he isn’t really a badass despite his edgy new approach to life

The dude got knocked out after one punch to the guts and ran away, which shows he isn’t all that much of a fighter, especially compared to his game counterpart who went toe to toe with the knaarens.

The only reason he managed to do what he did in the show, shoot the board of directors dead, was purely because he had the element of surprise on his side and everyone he was going after was underestimating his resolve to help hybrids (bullfrog in this case). Not counting the message telling him to see Bullfrog (which was likely part of someone else’s plans and thus possibly not connected to any member of the directors) ,the last conversation the board of directors had with him was when he was drunk and having a breakdown.

The fact they didn’t try anything with Ramon as soon as they started using a replacement of him is kinda weird , right? Wouldn’t you want to avoid consequences by getting rid of the guy you just replaced? At least make sure he doesn’t go off to randos about it?

The directors felt safe to replace Ramon right to his face , that’s how little of a threat Ramon is to them

Regardless if Red reported back to them about Ramon’s conversation with Bullfrog or if they had no idea about it, the fact it was so easy (too easy in fact) for Ramon to sneak into their own private office that had very minimal security is….. suspicious.

Ramon killing those people with guns doesn’t make him a badass anti hero who saved the day. It made him a walking target who just threw away his safety net (for a good cause but still incredibly dangerous) and by god, Ramon is not prepared to face the consequences of his choices

So getting back to your actual point, I want to see people portray Ramon as a reckless disaster of a former celebrity and the slow but rewarding journey of Ramon getting off drugs and forming genuine relationships with others

#asks #ask me #captain laserhawk #rayman #captain laserhawk spoilers #Thank you people who write Ramon training and struggling with addiction you’re doing gods’ work

[swearyshera]

This scene in canon legit made my blood boil cuz I was very much NOT aboard the "everyone welcomes Catra on the team" train yet, so this bit was... less than endearing. The writing team and target audience had obviously been in agreement with Catra being cute for a long time but... I had yet to be persuaded and wouldn't be for a good while.

I know its to show how out of her depth Catra is dealing with actual friendship and how much of a ball of sunshine Bow is, but 'specially with the lack of Angella resolution this cutesy shit felt like they were jangling keys in my face to distract me from the past. Bow here showing he hasn't forgotten what Catra did even in a minor way lifted the fug off this scene for me. Amazing how I can get SO angry yet be appeased by the smallest changes. This series is like emotional/narrative aikido. Or maybe I just take shit in media way too personally and need my little hand held thru every scene that isn't immediately solving my foremost issue. Regardless, great job.

I think this episode, and to some extent the two either side of it, creates a lot of tension in the audience because of how uncertain everything is with Catra and Adora. And I don't mean tension between people who think Catra's all fine and forgiven now and those who don't, it's a tension where we see the characters going on as if everything is normal when we, the audience, know it's not. I've been thinking about this from two points:

Firstly, it's from a story structure point of view. This part is where Catra, and Adora to a degree, have what they want (each other), but not what they need. The entire story so far, on a personal level to them, has been about wanting each other back with them - and now they've got it, so everything is fine, right? They want to believe it is, so they act like it is. But they haven't learnt what they needed to (now what that is is open to interpretation, but for this, I'll say they needed to open themselves to love), and so you have this really uncomfortably awkward situation where they're both forcing themselves to accept that this is it. This is all they needed. And it's not.

If I refer once again to John Yorke's excellent Into the Woods, this puts us firmly into Act 4 territory: Your character will have changed in some way, but not enough to achieve their goal and overcome their flaw. The weakness is revealed in a low moment of the story (for Catra and Adora, this moment is the end of Failsafe). These few episodes are, by design, supposed to evoke the same sort of response you've had. In regards to Catra getting angry about being called cute, that's a perfect example of her not having overcome a flaw.

The other way I've been looking at it is from another, more realistic, and how people with BPD (if you're playing Sweary bingo, cross that one off!) would react to being reunited with their Favourite Person(TM). It's an innate ability to many of us with Brain Please Don't to suddenly forget the shit that happened when that one person graces us with a tiny amount of love (or, at least, something that isn't outright hostility). And I think for Catra here, that's exactly what's going on. Adora saved her, welcomed her back, waited for Catra to stop being angry, and now everything is FINE. Catra doesn't want to think about the past, she doesn't want to think about her flaws (or Adora's) that led to them splitting apart and fighting each other for so long.

You can see throughout this episode, the stress of forcing herself to be fine just so it doesn't rock the boat with Adora, coming out in these moments where she gets intensely angry for just a moment. I think, ultimately, they've moved from the unstable 'we're apart' relationship to the unstable 'we're together' relationship, and both need to learn a little more about how they fix that.

So yeah, this scene and this episode aren't really about 'Catra's suddenly been forgiven by everyone', but more 'everyone thinks Catra's been forgiven but they haven't sorted out the real problems', and that drives the conflict for the latter half of the season.

[baby-xemnas]

love reading ur thoughts always but just also thinking about bepo being somewhat attractive to others in their teenage years/some Other party expressing interest in bepo and law would have lost his entire shit. a miracle he didn't face sth like that, but the jealous rage for sure wouldve been so ugly...fierce and drastic realisation of how much he wants bepo and also how possessive he is. bepo is too special.

THANK YOUUUUUUUU and thank you for giving me more food to ramble about haha ♥♥

OH GOD YEAH ABSOLUTELY there have to have been an INCIDENT or two of that. law wouldve gone through a lot of emotions in that moment, especially when it happened for the first time

(id imagine the mob chara would presume that bepo is gonna be a good aggressive fuck lol, just judging by the looks. oh they couldnt be more wrong)

>first glance law assuming someone is talking to bepo because they are being either quirky racist (wow a walking talking bear!!) or actually negative sort of interest - that they all experienced and are kind of expecting at that point (expecting it so they can jump to bepo's aid and comfort him)

>seeing that its NOT. THAT. but instead someone standing uncomfortably close clearly trying to flirt, seeing so much discomfort on bepo's face - who in turn wouldnt be a crybaby in the face of a stranger no, he is stronger than that now! but he would be surprised and not really know how to handle THIS situation...bepo never got this kind of attention before he has no idea how to handle it. hes trying to answer semi-politely because he isnt aware that he needs to be very curt and direct..he feels SO strange hes just standing there taking unwanted sexual advances LOL

honestly be it a woman or a gay man i would picture law would act the same - the few words he would spare them before dragging bepo away would be laced with SO much venom and contempt, it would scare the shit out of bepo who's just standing there. technically being saved so he is in no way is the target of captain's anger (even tho bepo would think in those seconds that law is mad at him too, he would feel bad that he ended up in that situation even tho its not his fault at all. whatever discomfort he felt previously than fear of upsetting law, now THAT actually makes him want to cry a little)

law wants to take his hand but thinks that this person doesnt deserve to see how important bepo is to him... so he says that they are going back and walks next to bepo who is more shaken by seeing law's reaction than he is by the initial incident he thanks law the moment they go outside and its quiet and him saying "thank you captain" somehow sounds too formal to law's ears. somehow this "captain" sounds like his actual rank and not the usual cute way bepo calls him like its a nickname or a familial title.

its so jarring to hear bepo sound like a detached subordinate and not his treasured best friend, law has to look up at bepo who ofc is just looking at the ground in front of himself as he walks. law's mind draws a blank for a few long moments because he still needs a little time to calm down. he havent processed his own emotions yet it happened too fast. Yes of course he was reacting to that nobody making bepo uncomfortable of course. But...he the possibility that someone who is NOT HIM could be intimate with bepo shot through him like a lightning.

whole time law is having his crisis bepo is thinking about how he should apologize without making law even more angry..he is so scared to break the silence. poor thing. he forgot all about that mob chara thats lightyears away, its all law now

law would get his attention by calling his name and it suddenly feels so awkward...its so cringe but he asks if bepo wants to talk about it - curses himself that he isnt penguin and shachi who would laugh a situation like this off, they are much better than him at handling these things

bepo didnt hear the question he immediately goes IM SORRY CAPTAIN and law is surprised what on earth are you sorry for bepo: you...um. well you had to come in and save me so im sorry for causing you trouble law:...............its not troublesome for me to help you so dont apologize.. (and he says it kind of in a soft unsure tone because??? what the hell....bepo its not about him.ffs)

and bepo feels so relieved because he was holding on that tension for so much of their walk not knowing what law is thinking about (he was thinkin about eating you whole, boy) that he smiles and it snaps the rubber band of tension law was holding onto himself and he gets so full of affection for bepo it kind of goes to his head and all the way south making him horny...its somehow ended up being a romantic scene that he wants to take him apart now...reaffirming to bepo that nobody would ever be better than him. law was challenged he has to prove himself now.....

law knowing but now staring straight in the face to the fact that bepo is SO special and so important. noone has the RIGHT to know because they could never understand JUST HOW SPECIAL AND VALUABLE HE IS

#anonymous #lawbepo #btw im so sorry if these are hard to read cuz i use so little punctuation

[cursedcola]

hello!! can i please request a relationship hcs with silver + reader (gn)? thank you!!

A/N: Sure! Here are a few fluffy and mildly-angsty headcannons for our precious sleeping beauty. I hope you like it!

Warning: Spoilers for Silver's background!

Silver is a gentle soul. He is a good at active listening, and very observant of his surroundings. His overall goal is to become strong; however, his father raised him to believe kindness and peace are strengths in their own right.

Because of this, Silver is a very patient and considerate lover. Not a day goes by where he does not wish his partner good morning and good night. He cherishes his time and loved ones, so he goes out of his way to see them at least once a day.

He is a slow-burn at first. With his main social circle stemming from childhood, Silver does not have any experience with romance. He is not entirely oblivious. He recognizes that how he feels towards his 'friend' is special and unlike his other peers. However, Silver needs plenty of time to adjust. The pining phase is like a 200k slow-burn fanfiction, with his father being the target audience. Lilia knows his son like a book, and unfortunately (for Silver) does like to meddle.

His partner definetly receives a talk from Lilia when the relationship goes beyond puppy-love. It's nothing threatening, because the man trusts his son's judgement. Silver also would not choose to be with someone his father did not like. The talk is still serious, and is about how you are Silver's first human family. The one he will likely grow old with, laugh with, share burdens, and perhaps be bound to (if you are into that. Lilia would also love some g-babies but no pressure). Silver will cherish you for his entire life, and knowing that you will do the same is a giant weight off of his father's heart. Lilia may drip with sarcasm ninety-percent of the time, but entrusting his son's heart to you is not joke.

When in love, Silver becomes more emotive. Your relationship brings him closer to Malleus since his lord often asks about it. Genuine curiosity from his liege turns into investment, and Malleus senses how much more cheerful Silver becomes when speaking of you. The way his lips curve when your name passes through them, or how he asks his animal friends to pick wildflowers for you.

What seals the deal for Malleus is that Silver will no longer fret if he disappears, because he believes you are watching over his master. There is still Sebeck on his tail, yet on occasion Silver will encourage Malleus' late-night walks so that he can join in.

Oh yeah. You need the Sebeck seal of approval. Believe it or not, that is a necessity (just praise waka-sama and it'll work out)

Silver wants to train you in the sword-arts, and encourages forces you to join the equestrian club as well. When you became his lover, your status moved on to par with Malleus (I know, crazy).

Here's the thing though. Malleus is all-powerful. You play with twigs in the backyard, and pretend to water bend the rain. Obviously, there is a different kind of anxiety in his gut. You need to learn to fight and ride horse-back, or living in Briar Valley is a death sentence.

He enjoys using your lap as a pillow. His 'curse,' isn't so bad in this scenario...

Uses old-fashioned nicknames. He borrowed a few romance novels from the library back when figuring out his feelings. Get ready to quake when the words, " Good Morning, my love," become the first thing you hear every day

Yes. Yes, he knows what he is doing. He's inexperienced, not daft

Silver...does not have a last name. He's considered taking 'Vanrouge,' but it hasn't felt entirely right. When in love, he finds himself fitting your last name in his title.

Sir Silver _____, Knight of Draconia. Son of Count Vanrouge. General of Briar Valley.

Definetly has a nice ring to it, yeah?

#twisted wonderland riddle x reader #twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twst imagines #twst scenarios #twisted wonderland scenarios #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland x reader #twst silver #twisted wonderland silver #silver x reader #twst silver x reader #diasmonia

[twilightmalachite]

2×2 - Children on the Streets 13

Author: Akira

Characters: Yuuta, Hinata

Translator: Mika Enstars

"(There you go, criticizing yourself in the mirror again…)"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Spring

Location: 2×2 Program Set

Yuuta: (Well alright, so? So you have a lover, but no close friends. So what are these kidnappers to you, Aniki?)

Hinata: (If you’re calling Anzu-san my lover, then you’re mistaken! She’s the number one most irritating girl in the world to me!)

Yuuta: (It’s rare for you to have special feelings towards someone, positive or negative, so I can’t help but find it a lil’ intriguing, though…♪)

Hinata: (Don’t concern yourself over it. Because it’s seriously nothing. Aw man, I’m not good at these topics…)

Yuuta: (Hehe, you’re very capable Aniki, so I’m sure you’ll be able to overcome anything even if you’re not good at it in no time, right?—One way or another.)

Hinata: (I’ll try my very best, then.)

(…Those kidnappers who took me away are the very delinquents that were rumored to be terrorizing the town lately.)

(But y’see, although they’ve only recently become a topic, they’ve been living there in that town for a long time.)

(And they haven’t even been doing anything bad. They were labeled a color gang and we were warned about them, but there was nothing ever said about anything like actual damage, right?)

(That’s because they genuinely didn’t do anything bad.)

(The reason the police were so lax in their response was because it was a nonissue, there was very little real danger.)

(In fact, it was more like it was the residents who overreacted and attacked them. Apparently the police had to devote a lot of manpower to deal with it.)

(Change your perspective, and the entire world will change, right? Hehe, that's just what Sora-kun says, though.)

(You do have close friends, Aniki. You have those who have taught you important things.)

(Yeah. Maybe… I guess I really had no need to feel so lonely.)

(But, that aside. All the talk about delinquents causing trouble around town was nothing but a nightmare imagined by people who were feeling depressed over the recession.)

(In reality, it was nothing but a group of people with no place to go, surviving by supporting one another.)

(Just like us, back when we had run away from home.)

Yuuta: (It was less supporting one another, and more Aniki supporting me one-sidedly, though.)

Hinata: (I got a ton of support from you too, you know, Yuuta-kun. Just mostly in a mental way.)

(Anyways, those people who we used to be like back then, they were all scared, being called delinquents.)

(They were anxious that they might get targeted by these hypervigilant residents. Turns out, an anti-delinquency movement of sorts was even about to start…)

(I was asked if I could do something about it.)

(Well, “asked”. It was a rather rough means of doing so, it basically was a thread.)

Yuuta: (So they did do something bad, after all!)

Hinata: (Doesn’t that just go to show how cornered they were? And, truthfully, they probably hated me, too.)

(You know, Yuuta-kun, they told me I wasn’t being fair.)

Yuuta: (You’re never being fair, though.)

Hinata: (Right. Even though I too was a stray cat with no place to go, back then…)

(I became happy. I was given protection from Master and built a career on the street performance skills I had built up there—)

(And now here I am, a sparkling idol up on the big stage! ♪)

(But we were all supposed to have been the same. Why only me? …That’s the grudges they spat at me. It was pretty rough. It had been a long time since I had felt so bad.)

Yuuta: (“Why”? They’re just unhappy because they didn’t try hard enough. It’s their just deserts.)

(How come everything bad is our fault? It’s just not true!)

Hinata: (There you go, criticizing yourself in the mirror again…)

(I understand where you’re coming from, Yuuta-kun. And in fact, it may be their just deserts, to an extent, but…)

(The unkind God never gave those guys an “opportunity”. A spider's thread was never lowered into hell.)

(We had grabbed it. We just so happened to catch the attention of some kind people.)[1]

(Looking back, I think it was the luckiest thing in the world. Y’know Yuuta-kun, you might hate everyone in the world, but…)

(Among that “everyone”, there are kind people who have helped us, you know.)

Yuuta: (… …)

Hinata: (So, I hope you won’t hate the world anymore, Yuuta-kun—)

(That’s the kind person I want to be.)

(I want to be like Master and like Sakuma-senpai and the others, who picked us up when we were stray cats, and loved us.)

Hinata: (I decided to forgive those who kidnapped me and spat those resentful words at me, with that in mind.)

(It’s instinctual for stray cats to bite, because to them, everything around them is their enemy.)

(And if you don’t bite, you can’t protect yourself and the companions important to you.)

(But. This world needs someone kind who will forgive even if they are bitten, and pick those up and bring them somewhere warm.)

(“That” is who I want to be. That is why I gave them jobs this time around. And I will continue to do so. I want to help them earn enough money to get themselves through the cold winter.)

(Waaay back then, I learned how to live on the streets, thanks to their guidance.)

(I’ll repay that favor.)

(Hatred creates a ripple effect, but so does kindness.)

(I want to continue carrying on that torch, and spread it across the world.)

(That’s what I’ve wanted to do, since the very, very start.)

Hinata: (I wanted to protect what was important to me. I wanted to bring them somewhere warm so they wouldn’t have to be hurt anymore.)

(So that’s what I’ll do. And what I’ll continue to do. Even if you don’t like it, Yuuta-kun, because it is what I truly want to do.)

(I’ll fill the world with love and kindness.)

(If I do that, Yuuta-kun, then you won’t have anyone to hold a grudge against anymore, right?)

Yuuta: (…You’re really arrogant.)

(But it’s fine. You and I are twin brothers, Aniki, but we’re two separate people. I have no right to stop you from doing what you want to do.)

Yuuta: (Sure, there may be kind people in this world out there. But, the number of them is still overwhelmingly small.)

(If you ever get devastated by that cruel truth and frustrated by that reality, Aniki… I’ll be watching you from the side, laughing.)

(And when you hit rock bottom and become the same creature as me, we’ll fight side by side for the “same cause” together again.)

Hinata: (That day will never come. No, I’ll do whatever I can to ensure that.)

Yuuta: (Then it's a bet to see which of our desired futures come to fruition first.)

(I won’t lose, Hinata-kun.)

Hinata: (I have no intention of losing either, Yuuta-kun.)

Yuuta & Hinata: “♪~♪~♪”

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A reference to The Spiders Thread, a story by Ryūnosuke Akutagawa where a spider's thread is descended into hell by Buddha, giving the protagonist a chance to climb himself out. Upon seeing others grab onto and try to climb the thread behind him, he shouts that the thread is his alone; at that moment the thread snaps, plunging them all back down. The story is about compassion.

#2×2 #2x2 #yuuta aoi #hinata aoi #event #translation

[shiningstardan]

• N E J I x H I N A T A • R A T E D G • 7 8 8 W •

S U M M A R Y: Something cute for the day with our favorite pair. In my mind the events of the story happen before Shippuden

✦ A O 3 - F F . N E T ✦

Happy Valentine's Day

She probably hadn't even flirted with anyone in her life. Being the heiress of the Hyuga made her untouchable, men knew better than to approach her. For a second he empathized with her, it was a difficult position to be, and he certainly didn't envy her.  Everybody knew that she liked Naruto, but she was also very shy so, he didn't know if she had ever acted upon it. Maybe? Maybe not? However, the case, one thing could be said without doubt, she was always courageous. And courage was what she would need as the heir of a clan, and in one as big and traditional as theirs, she would face little choice in her love life. She would probably be engaged to someone from within the main branch, with their current clan laws.

Sigh.

‘Shikamaru is right, this is problematic’. He really hoped that she would like it. He still remembered the high-pitched screech Ino had done the moment he said he needed her services for a floral arrangement. He knew this were uncharted waters, it was considered an impertinence, scandalous and inappropriate. So things needed to be done subtly. They couldn’t be seen together, and outside of practice session they didn’t spend much time together since he had been promoted to jounin. But it was a special day, and he wanted to do it for her. 

The cold winds of February were not receding, and the low temperatures of the year were still present. He could see the cold clouds forming around him every time he breathed out. The cold wind felt even colder in the outskirts of the village, around the training grounds; where he was waiting for her. 

“Ready to go home?” 

“I just need to collect my kunais and I’ll be ready”

“Common, it’s freezing, Shino can’t even talk anymore, all his critters have started shutting down, and its starting to affect him”

“Why don’t you go with him, plus I know my house is in an opposite direction, so Shino-kun could get worse really quickly. Take care of him” She winked towards Kiba.

“Will you be all right?”

“Yeah, don’t worry. Good night guys”

“Go-oo-ood nnn-niiiight Hi-na-tah” - Shino stuttered and wheezed his way through the sentence.

She smiled towards them before turning back to the log she had been using for target practice. She picked the first and the second blade, but the moment her finger touch the Hyuga kunai she felt her the electricity run through her chakra system. The signal of another chakra system, alerting her of her surroundings. She took the weapon firmly in her hand, she recognized the signature of course. 

He felt her come closer. He knew the moment she had recognized it was him, she was taking her time, but he could not blame her, the last few years had been tumultuous and difficult. They spent more time together training but it couldn’t be considered very significant on a personal level.

“Neji-onisama?”

“Konbawa Hinata-sama”

“Has something happened?” Of course, she would have a reaction like this. They usually didn’t meet here or at this time of the day.

“I… I…” She came closer now, examining the brightness of his eyes and surprised to see a color change around his cheeks. He closed his mouth shut and inhaled deeply . Slowly pulling his arm from behind he pulled the bouquet. 

The sunflower had been combined with white flowers and a little bit of greenery to make it appear more abundant and luscious. It was nice that Hinata happened to like sunflowers as much as she did since it also was the official clan flower. He hoped that no one would bat an eye if they saw them in her room. But within the confines of the clan, it was never something to be sure about.

Her eyes got bigger and bigger with surprise, of course she loved them, he didn’t need to ask, a big open smiled now on her face, radiant happiness shinning through her glossy eyes. 

“What’s this?”

“Flowers?” now he heard her laugh as a response.

“I know they are flowers, but why?” his face turned three shades darker then, he felt the burning nervousness at the pit of his stomach. She looked questioning to him again.

“It’-s … Valentine’s Day”

He felt her arms wrapping around his neck, bringing him down. He felt the sound of a deep ragged breath close to his ear.

“I’ve never been given flowers for Valentine’s, thank you”

The End.

✦ N E J I H I N A D I R E C T O R Y ✦

☆ P E R M I S S I O N S T A T E M E N T

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[the-silver-peahen-residence]

Are you both alright or are you lying too? You seem to have been hesitant when speaking with Kisho.

@demon-blood-youths @chunibyo-x-sorcerer

The two officers were quiet but Terry and Davion looks to the anon but they remain silent.

"We were not lying we just.......you don't get it. Sai is......" How can he explain it. He's tricky but dangerous in his own way. Even if he tends to trick him he also seduce him to always come back to him. Even now he tends to wait for him to show up every night or him tempting him again and again.

"He's tricky. You shouldn't underestimate these inmates. Their a lot more dangerous than I thought they were. Even if he's from the DBT fraction..." he sighed. But he tries not to over think it, even last night when Sai was playing around while stealing his keys once. It only leads to him being held down on the floor.

~~~~~~~~~

Terry held him down by his wrists but Sai only looks up at him while chuckling. "Seems like..haaa you got me. That's not fair. I was just playing around." he said a bit tired from struggling but he was strong for a police officer.

"You play way too much you know that? Why can't you behave for once?" he said for Sai to roll his eyes but smile back at him.

"Because playing around is fun. We all do. Or did you not forget that? Most of my teammates play with their food but it's more fun playing with a special target. Just like me playing with you. You don't mind our games..if you did, you would have given up being in charge of me.."

"......."

"Or maybe it's because.." that's when he moves his leg to press in between his legs that Terry tenses. "You get to have fun punishing me for it. Just like last night..you were such a horny bat punishing me. Was it that good?"

"Stop talking I... "

"You don't have to hide it officer McGinnis..I know it felt good...I still feel the effects from the last time you played with me.....It even took some time to get your seed out but it's fine....or are you pent up again..want some relief?" he asked to sit up about to kiss him but Terry lets him go that Sai laughed to sit up.

"I don't know what your game is but that's not....I mean it's not true I don't...." he looks away but Sai only walks over that he presses a hand to his back that Terry turns quickly about to stop him but he kisses him deeply. His eyes widen slightly but he feels Sai just hold him tight while kissing him. In a moment, he breaks the kiss to smile at him.

"You don't have to hide it.....we can have fun together.....if your that hungry to take me again..I'm always here if your pent up.." he teased but in the darkness of his cell, his yellow serpentine eyes were glowing slightly.

"........"

~~~~~~~~~

"Yeah, very tricky.." Terry said but Davion saw he was distracted again.

"It's the same for the knight. True he's dangerous and powerful but in his own way..it's hard to see what he does from time to time...but..it's something." Davion said remembering himself.

~~~~~~~~~

Davion was standing guard near Rust's cell but he was seeing the other just sitting laying back on the cell bed bored. "......." Though, he was just relaxing so that was fine. However, that's when he tenses feeling a hand run down his back.

"Hey Dragon.....I'm bored. Can we play a little?"

"No Mr. Knight. You need to get ready to get some sleep." Davion said not facing him but Rust only stops his hand before he moves his hand to claw his back.

"That's not what I asked...Come on, I just wanna play. Don't you wanna play with me?" he asked kindly but once more Davion didn't respond. Rust knew he was trying to ignore him that he chuckled to back off.

"I see....trying to be tough I get it..maybe I should find another toy to play with then." Davion tenses but remains quiet. "I always remember some others liked playing and yet..I know I could have another..maybe Breezy will play with me..." he thinks but Davion said nothing.

"It was rather fun when corrupting you but..Imagine that your just trying to stay strong when I know you ache for it too."

"Tch..enough of your words Rust. I know what your trying to do and it won't work. not this time.."

"No? Not even if I wanted to get some relief myself?" he asked but Davion turns to look only to see Rust near the case. His eyes were blood red again but he was smiling while showing sharp teeth.

"!?"

"You know it's going to be more fun seeing you hold back longer and longer..till your begging to have your relief..I can make you feel good you know..you know that. Even now I'm getting hungry to have some fun..but your being mean..maybe even down there...I feel needy myself."

"......."

"Unless you want something else? Maybe I can please you..or..." He even started adjusting his prison inmate pants to lower down just a little.

"What are you-"

"Or maybe...you want something wetter...tighter...I can help if you want...." he said tempting him but Davion held his hand in a fist, feeling his bulge twitching that he looks away.

"You seriously are trouble you know that? Why can't you just behave..don't you want to get out?" he said.

"...I do....but..I rather get out if it means the same for my team and friends....though...I also want out so I can be around you more....then we can really have fun..won't that be nice?" he teased.

"......"

"Though, for now...I'll just have fun being sure you fall under me begging while you break me over and over again.....or maybe I'll break you~" he whispered.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Davion and Terry was quiet now but they were trying not to think about it. Now they get why some of the officers were nervous around these inmates. What the hell was going on in this prison?

#IC #silver roses #ask answered #muse answered #curious peahen and peacock #officer!mcginnis #prisoner!rust #prisoner!Sai #officer!davion #the fractions of NYC #officer demons au #corrupting demons au #the fractions outside of NYC #anon

[furballfaggot]

my buddy convinced me to make an animal jam play wild account since it actually still gets proper updates and so far my feelings have been. mixed. overall i havent done nearly as much as anyone else bc my account has existed for maybeee 2 or 3 hours? so this is just my first impressions. im also kinda biased bc ive been playing animal jam classic for years and years and YEARS. back when 9 + 10 = 21 was still unironically funny and every cool kid in class read warriors. might update this post with extra thoughts as i go along! all opinions below the cut bc this is an absurdly long post

ive only played a few levels of overflow (and it might be because i played on expert because i Definitely have no overbearing hubris casting a shadow upon my better judgement) but the gem payout being higher than AJC for each level you complete is a very welcome change (2 gems times X number, seemingly determined by how long your path is, vs AJPWs i think it was like 5 gems times X number determined by how long your path is? either that or like 10. idk i blew a whole half hour on overflow alone and it was almost 6 AM by the time i finished so my brains kinda muddled)

also, membership has become far less of an overbearing nightmare monster for AJPW in comparison to AJC! thats a good thing! personally i think that membership just Shouldn't but thats because i think any monetarily-accessed subscription anythings just Shouldn't especially in this day and age. i got to go to the clothing store and buy things i liked and i didnt just have to longingly stare at the paywalled options like a maiden gazing out to sea and it felt great

dont like how theres so many fewer options for shopping for Like Everything but its a far more ambitious game than AJC what with everything being 3d modeled, and its got a younger target demo and theyre usually happy with whatever looks cool, so it checks out. haha. funny pun that was intended definitely. whats there is also pretty great and the den item options you get started off with are both way more cool and way more More than classic in its hayday. idk about the ajc starting den items now though i dug my old account from the ashes of who i once was when i decided to pick classic up again. i dont actually remember if you start with any den items in ajc now that i think about it i might be misremembering. that still means play wild has that point against classic though. shame theres no water animals but they could maybe possibly be added in an update pretty please wildworks if by some miracle youre reading this i am begging and pleadi

really my main issue so far is with how many things cost real-world money. theres next to nothing that requires a membership to even be bought aside from one members-only map location my buddy warned me about beforehand -- which, as a reluctant f2p since literally like 5th grade, ive been playing this game for Far too long, i do genuinely appreciate -- but boy oh boy you can sure tell this was mainly developed as a mobile game. there is so much pay-real-money-for-trinkets stuff and you just Cannot disable that menu. at least let me get rid of the little button that tells me i can spend the hard-earned bucks on moms credit card to get 1/4th the amount of animals of AJC man thats all i ask of this part

also this is largely unrelated but can i just say i DESPISE how many things are like "hi heres a welcome bonus :) oh but you need to pay like 3 bucks for it. yeah its usually 5 but for a Special New Player Like You? its a steal!" like thats not a welcome bonus thats an entry fee. i know thats like a paltry amount of money compared to most things Just Ever but its also coming from a guy whos family usually has zero money to spare

#champ talks #animal jam #animal jam classic #animal jam play wild #wildworks #aj classic #ajc #aj play wild #ajpw #im the worlds number 1 overflow fan btw can you tell