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because you’re the reason i go on

the post-”trying”, angsty, emotional, 6k+ oneshot no one asked for

Jake and Amy confront Camila Santiago about her judgemental ways at a Santiago-family event.

They’d been sitting quietly on their couch one afternoon, one where they both happened to have the day off, for once allowing them to hang around the apartment with no specific or urgent to-dos on their minds. This resulted in Amy keeping herself busy on their shared laptop, taking up a corner of their couch with her legs stretched out and feet resting in her husband’s lap, whilst Jake himself played Mario Party – he’d never say it out loud, because, in the end, it didn’t matter when it was the for the sake of their possible future child, but he’d really missed playing when the ‘way more scheduled’-Amy way had flipped their daily lives upside down.

It’d been a week, just barely, since they’d shared a disappointed glance at the sight of yet another, and for some time the last, pregnancy test in Amy’s hand. They both know a week wasn’t a long time meaning the aching in their hearts was perfectly normal. Just as well, giving them a sense of faith, the fact that they very much had each other to lean on and help manage the pain and frustration they still felt meant everything was, given the circumstances, fine.

Or at least it was until the updating of her inbox notified her of a new, very specific email which immediately caught her full attention.

As soon as the letters came together, quickly deciphered by her brain to form words with meaning, said meaning sent a dagger through her heart completely paralysing her. Even distracted by his video game he, Jake, could tell from the way the typing and clicking of the keyboard had so abruptly stopped that his wife had stopped amidst whatever she was doing.

“What’s up?” His eyes stayed glued to the tv where he was currently almost, and for once finally, beating Wario in the final lap of the game. Although that didn’t last for long since his wife’s obvious lack of reply, compared to Wario catching up to him during the final, crucial seconds, raised significantly greater awareness.

“Ames?” he tried looking this time, quickly snapping his head in her direction as to not miss out on the game, only to be met by the blank, hopeless expression on her face and still body: Something was definitely wrong.

“Hey,” this time he rushed to put down the controller, not caring about whether or not Wario would beat him again and instead using his newly freed hands to caringly rub her knee as he scooted in closer. “Amy, babe, what happened? Are you okay?”

Her empty expression, still staring blankly at the laptop screen, stayed stuck for another few beats before a small, single, torturously slow tear rolled down her cheek. This of course immediately alerted Jake even more.

“Amy,” he desperately tried to snap her out of it with a pleading, although remaining calm, voice whilst squeezing her knee as if she somehow, maybe, had forgotten he was there with her.

That’s when she finally resurfaced, turning her face to look directly at him only to reveal that there were matching tears rolling down her other, before out of sight to him, cheek. Although the last few months had been hard and had taken its toll on them both, especially her, Amy had seemed fine once they’d settled on not thinking about babies for a while: They both slept significantly better, reverted to their enjoyment of what was their usual regularities and, all in all, everything seemed back to the way things were.

So this sudden eruption of sadness from his wife, when just 30 minutes ago they’d joked around talking about what take-out, something they’d missed dearly during their trying-times, they should treat themselves with for dinner that night, worried Jake a lot.

“It’s-” she finally broke her muteness, then once again briefly pausing in silence to catch her breath like she’d been holding it. “Tony and Elena.”

Her husband’s brows furrowed with worry. He couldn’t tell what exactly she meant, which he hated, but it had struck her like lighting from a clear sky so it obviously had to be a great, sorrowful deal to her.

“What happened? Are they okay?”

With Amy’s huge family it was sometimes hard to keep track of every single member, but Jake had gotten pretty familiar with all of the Santiago-brothers and took, especially, great liking to the second oldest Tony.

“Y-yeah, they’re fine but they’re-“ her voice’s transition into whimpering interrupted her as she tried to hold back incoming tears alas quickly failing to do so.

“Jake, I’m such a horrible person for reacting like this,” her whimpering evolved further into small heaving sobs prompting Jake to, gently as to not further upset her, take the laptop away from her to get a look at whatever had triggered such reaction. His eyes wandered across the screen for a brief moment before his frame froze the same exact way her’s had just minutes earlier.

‘SURPRISE! JOIN US IN CELEBRATING ANOTHER FUTURE SANTIAGO’, wide and bold, screamed from the subject line of what was indeed and very clearly an email-invite to Elena and Tony Santiago’s baby reveal + shower.

A heavy sigh along with a defeated drop of Jake’s shoulders complied with the so happy yet so distressing nature of the news.

“Oh, babe…” he’d put the laptop away in order to be able to move freely before moving in to engulf his wife in the tightest hug possible allowing her to cry her sadness out into the crook of his neck, a spot which had grown to be her safe place, where she’d automatically buried her face the moment he pulled her sideways into his lap.

In Jake’s ears, not only as her husband but also being her best friend, any cry, even the smallest sniffle, from Amy Santiago was absolutely heartrending and a perfect world would be one where his wife was never hurt, angered or confused enough to need to utter these kind of sounds. In this perfect world there would be constant peace in her mind, a smile on her face and, goddamn, he wished more than anything else, a baby in her belly.

His hand, which had automatically tightened around her figure, started rubbing soothing circles between her heaving shoulder blade, the other pushing her beautiful raven locks of hair away from her face. There, to the newly exposed forehead, all while saying nothing thus giving her the needed space to cry it out all while wrapping her up in a safe presence of his own, he pressed a tender kiss. Quite a few years spent together with her had led to a lot more of maturing on his part. Suddenly he saw, understood even, a lot of the matters and issues from her perspective, one he’d before called the one of an ‘old cat-lady’. Jake had learned a lot from Amy, which he was especially thankful for during these kind of scenarios where he needed her. He took pride in being needed by Amy Santiago; thus he had to do it right.

This also meant that sometimes it was better to say nothing at all. “Silence is just as powerful as words” was one of the things she’d had taught him, so as long as he got to sit with her, letting her know that he was there for her, Jake could feel calm and confident about not interrupting her crying.

It was not too long after when the sobs, shaking and shock slowly wore off and silence engulfed the two wrapped up figures.

“Hey,” he spoke softly. Silence was the only reply he got but he was okay with that. The necessity of a reply wasn’t there; her attention was enough and he knew he had it. Meanwhile his neck had craned in an attempt to get the best possible look at her face where it was still resting into the soft curve of his neck. The tiniest shuffle of her shoulder as she readjusted in his lap confirmed that she indeed listening.

“You don’t have to do anything you genuinely don’t want to do. You know that right?”

It was all she could give for now, which was okay, Jake thought, when he felt the nodding movement of her head against his neck.

“Okay good,” he paused thinking for a brief second before resolving on leaving a feathery stroke to her forehead with the length of his nose, his lips automatically taking over afterwards in one swift movement.

“We don’t have to go if you’re not genuinely feeling up for it. We can just say we both have work that day.”

Beneath where his hands were continuously drawing lazy circles on her upper back Jake could tell she was thinking – hard. Then suddenly her face was no longer hiding in his soft skin, instead she rose to an upright position although remained put in his lap. With red eyes, a version of his favorite pair of eyes he hated to witness, she looked at him.

“I just...” She sniffed in the process of wiping tears off her face with the back of the hand that wasn’t keeping her stable with a hold on her husband’s firm shoulder. “If I choose not to go then it means I’m letting this deterring situation get the best of me, and I just-“

As if he hadn’t already been aching for his wife and feeling utterly frustrated by the feeling that came along with it being way beyond his control, her voice, once again, started to quake, slowly and torturously breaking Jake’s heart like a disk on repeat. The following words made it out in-between tiny sobs and heaving halts from trying to hold them back.

“I can’t let it control me, Jake. I don’t want to it to define me more than it already has.”

It. Two letters: one word… The one, little word substituting for whatever force was keeping them from becoming pregnant contained so much pain. He cupped her face in his hands trying to fight her tears by wiping them away but alas; every time he had, new ones just dropped right in the exact same spot.

“Shhh,” he whispered pulling her back into his chest with the strong urge, and the only way he could think of to protect her from what, lately, had been the very cruel and unfair world around them. He didn’t say anything else right away once again leaving her space to continue speaking if she wished to, but all that came out of her and into his neck were small whimpers.

“It doesn’t define you, Ames. You’re bigger than this and it doesn’t change who you are. And for every single ‘me’ you say, you have to remember that I’m right here in this with you. Whatever has happened and whatever will happen is something we’re in together.”

Shuffling against his neck followed by the tingling sensation of her warm lips against the skin let him know that what he’d said had struck the right chord.

“Thank you,” she croaked.

“No, thank you for being so incredible. And if you want to go then we will and if you don’t, then that’s alright too and we just won’t. No bigger deal than that, okay?”

He looked down to be met by a rush of relief; a tiny faint smile was once again present on her face.

“Okay.”

***

Thus it resulted in Jake and Amy, together as the unit they were, deciding to disregard what the pain was telling them to do and instead just go. A few days after their talk that afternoon, the emotional knockout upon receiving the email, Amy had looked herself in the mirror one evening and agreed with herself: no, this shouldn’t define her and therefor she wouldn’t let it.

But even then, on the morning of the baby shower, Amy caught herself feeling overwhelmed, emotions stronger than anticipated even though she was still circling around the will to admit. Slow and unconsciously, allowing her no fighting chance to prevent it, a train of pestering thoughts infested her mind. Looking at her reflection in the mirror feeling ready and put together, pretty even, wearing simple makeup and one of her staple floral dresses, she suddenly hated how she wished the skirt of it was draped over a round belly, one with a baby in it, rather than her usual curves.

In the midst of this staring contest from hell with her own reflection there was suddenly the sudden urge to break down all over again; give up and go back to bed like a way more manageable alternative to smiling and pretending to be okay around people who’d so easily accessed what she was dying to have. In the very same instance her jaw locked in an attempt to hold back a whimper, when her eyes blinked obsessively to wipe away incoming tears forming in the sockets, her husband, thankfully, appeared behind her in the reflection she suddenly hated so much.

“Is my favorite incredible, beautiful wife ready to go?” He wrapped his arms around her middle like it was the most right thing in the world instantly making her forget that, just a second, she’d hate that specific area of her body.

Amy could feel her jaw unclench and the tears stand down from their position on the verge to falling the minute the sound and feeling of Jake engulfed her. This was without a doubt what saved her from breaking down right then and there.

“As ready as she’ll ever be,” she sighed with a small smile looking at him in the mirror.

He nodded, understanding.

“Good. And remember: if it becomes too much, or you’re just not feeling it, then let me know. We’ll be out of there before you can say ‘Pierogis, potato pancakes and hot chocolate’.”

This turned out to be an excellent example of exactly why she needed Jake Peralta: a chuckle danced off her lips as it was indeed close to, if not entirely, impossible not to be charmed by his small jokes and overall sweetness. She then turned around hitting him with the kind of smile she knew he was always yearning for like she did for his.

“Thank you, I will,” she placed a hand to his cheek to stroke it in a small act of gratitude. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Ames. So much,” he quickly pecked her lips before sending her a tender smile.

“And I wish I could continue to stand around all day to tell you that over and over again, but I really don’t feel like being on the receiving end of that judgmental look your mom always gives me if we are more than 10 seconds late.”

Once again her point was proven: it was impossible to hold back a smile and chuckle around him.

“That’s fair. Let’s go.”

They untangled only to lock hands on their way to the car. The 30-minute drive to Tony and Elena’s house was comfortable considering where they were headed to and how nervous Amy had felt right before leaving the house.

To her defense, with Jake’s right hand on her thigh rubbing small circles with his thumb, accompanied by their favorite jams and loud, horrible but nonetheless enjoyable singing, Amy actually forgot why she was feeling anxious about the day’s event in the first place. This especially when Jake performed ‘My Heart Will Go On’ in such a cheesy and overdramatic way, right to the point where it was almost too much since he chose to direct every word at her whilst, of course, still focusing on the road ahead. Luckily there were quite a few red lights along the trip for him to safely twist his body and directly serenade her with his Celine Dion-impression which successfully earned him loud affectionate laughter.

The mood was set and they were both ready to take on whatever the previously half-dreaded baby shower would turn out to hit them with: good or bad. Although, when they knocked on the front door Jake felt Amy shuffle nervously. Wanting to put out the fire of anxiety he could tell was sparking within her, he quickly grabbed his wife’s hand to give it a small, affectionate squeeze, telling her he was right there. They’d agreed on this and he’d do anything within his power to take sure: the baby shower would be okay.

And it had been okay.

It had been okay to see Elena glow with her growing, round belly. It had been okay to be surrounded by colorful balloons, cupcakes and presents. It had been okay to congratulate her brother and his wife, genuinely meaning it from the bottom of her heart. It had been okay.

Until it hadn’t been.

All the guests, which included eight Santiago-siblings with respective partners plus the future grandparents and a couple of Tony and Elena’s closest friends, were all spread throughout the living room in the suburban home. It had been a couple of hours of mingling, opening gifts and snacking on color-coordinated goods, and although one of them would occasionally stray off or get pulled aside by a familiar face, Jake and Amy mostly stuck together and admired the buzzing brunch-party from a safe distance. This when they weren’t catching up with Amy’s siblings or giving Tony a helping hand with small tasks so that he could enjoy the festivities alongside his wife.

Everything was going smoothly making Amy consider how she’d completely blown the entire thing out of proportions before coming. In retrospect she could see how it had been silly and a waste of her own energy to be so scared of feeling like the odd one out on a day that was Tony and Elena’s day. No one would actually care about her lack of a growing baby-bump when they were here to celebrate someone else’s.

Or that’s what she’d thought.

“Amy, ” Elena’s mother had called out sending them a warm accommodating smile as she snaked her way through the crowd to where they were currently resting on the couch while enjoying some kind of sweet sparkling wine.

“Hello, Mrs. Cardea,” Amy greeted politely as she got back on her feet to hug the slightly familiar face. Tony and Elena had been together for quite a while, even before getting married 3 years prior, which meant Elena’s mother was no stranger. On the other hand it’d been a while since Amy had last seen her, which meant the introduction and use of last name was more out of politeness and routine than anything else.

“It’s nice to see you again, dear. It’s a luck that I frequent your mother quite a bit so that she can let me know how you’re doing.”

“I’m sorry it’s been so long,” Amy returned the sweet sentiment of the older woman’s remark. Beside her she could feel Jake follow her lead standing up and reaching out to shake the newcomers hand.

“Hi, Mrs. Cardea. I’m Jake Peralta.” He paired the greeting with his best polite smile.

“Oh,” the older woman’s eyes widened. “So you’re the famous boyfriend of the only Santiago-girl? ”

The couple let out a collective chuckle exchanging tiny, secret smiles in reaction to the unintentional mislabeling.

“Husband, actually,” Jake grinned proudly raising his hand to show off the silver-band which, with two years of marriage and an even older love, felt like natural, extended part of his body.

As if the revelation had come out of nowhere, which puzzled Amy since her mother must’ve mentioned their marriage to Mrs. Cardea at some point, if they spoke regularly, like the woman claimed, Mrs. Cardea’s smile transitioned into a lightly confused gape.

“My oh my,” Mrs. Cardea seemed to be at a loss of words but quickly picked herself back up and within seconds the smile, warm and genuine, was back. But even then Amy could tell something was off. “I can’t believe Camila didn’t tell me. Must’ve slipped her mind.”

The wedding of her only daughter slipped her mind? Amy hoped to God Elena’s mom was right, a feeling of anger slowly coming to a simmer inside of her. Although she couldn’t let people around her know, she had the strong urge to storm of to talk to her mom or pull Jake aside to rant, but for now she bit her lip and put on a brave, now very forged smile.

“Yeah…” Amy tried to give the off-roading conversation a nudge back on track which Jake quickly picked up on, prompting him to reassuringly grab her hand. “… I’m sure she just forgot.”

“I’m sure it’s a mouthful with so many kids to keep track of,” Mrs. Cardea cackled obviously not picking up on the iffy mood surrounding the topic.

Then the feared, for a while forgotten, bomb was dropped.

“Speaking of kids, especially now that I know that you’re married: when are you going to give this fine young husband of yours his first child?”

First of all Amy hated how she made it sound like she would be making Jake a favor by falling pregnant. Secondly, if Amy thought she’d already gone through the peak of the pain from what they were going through at the moment, then she was dead wrong. Right then and there, being slapped across the face with those words, Amy felt her heart completely fall apart. More frustrating than not being physically able to make a child was being reminded of it by a, basically, stranger who knew nothing of what they were going through within the four walls of their home.

Beside her, out of the corner of her eye, there was no doubt that Jake had flinched along with her, evidently clenching his jaw in order to suppress a biting reply. If it hadn’t been for the crowd around them she would’ve collapsed in anger and tears, meanwhile he would’ve definitely snapped at the poor Mrs. Cardea.

“We’re just getting settled into married life and we’re in no rush. It’ll happen when it happens.”

To Amy’s relief Jake did his best, as always, to stay calm and advert the situation in favor of them both. He squeezed her hand, firmly believing what he said even though it also happened to be a half, tiny white lie since now was no time nor place to tell a stranger that ‘Well we’ve been trying for the past eight months, hopelessly and with every trick in the book, but nothing seems to work so right now we’re kind of just trying to get through the pain of quite possible not being able to conceive.’

Even though Jake, Amy included, thought he’d adverted the situation nicely apparently Mrs. Cardea saw this from a completely different perspective. The older woman’s before sweet smile faltered to one of a rather skeptical nature, implicitly telling the couple that this was not what she’d expected to hear.

“Well…” the older woman recomposed herself to speak even though all Jake and Amy wished for was to get away from the conversation and the radical road it was currently being forced down. Amy knew her family was one of old traditions, and even though she’d learned to deal with it and, to some extent, respect it, she in no way wished for her and Jake to take part in it. They were their own family.

“Just make sure to not wait around for too long, Amy. I mean, compared to your brothers, it has already taken you quite some time to evem get married: you wouldn’t want to risk waiting for, well, too long, to make a baby.”

Amy thought she’d just barely survived the worst but now, this, was the equivalent of an emotional apocalypse slowly shutting her entire being and will to do, try, speak, anything, down. Her surroundings seemed to darken letting her know it was only a matter of crucial moments before she’d be shut down completely and beyond social criterion. The simultaneous ache in her head, her heart, her entire body actually, was too overwhelming to ignore anymore.

“I’m-“ she barely managed to utter whilst staring into nothing because it was better than to look at anything in this room that reminded her of what she for some ungodly reason couldn’t have. “You’ll have to excuse me.”

With the blunt announcement that she was leaving, not even caring about what Elena’s mom thought of her sudden switch, Amy detangled her hand from Jake’s in order to rush away to wherever she could turn into a decent hiding place. For the next few hours or perhaps forever. Suddenly, like an epiphany, all she could seem to think about was getting out of the house and lock herself inside their car. There, at least, there was no risk getting found since, apparently, no one knew she was married and, even less, had a champagne-colored midsized Sedan. It was bulletproof.

Or, it was, right up until life seemed to have other plans for her, because getting to the car turned out to mean ‘going through the kitchen’ and ‘going through the kitchen’ meant ‘stumbling into her mother’, who then was about to reprimand her for not paying attention to where she was going. the sight of tears streaming down her daughter’s face caused her to halt though.

“What’s wrong, mija?”

Wrong. The word haunted her: she, Amy Santiago, was wrong: her body was wrong, biology was wrong, giving up was wrong, continuing to try was wrong, all in all everything was wrong. It had to be when something she wanted more than anything else in the world seemingly wasn’t meant to be hers. However, her mother, the one person in her life who was, more than anyone else, supposed to make her feel right? She made her feel, if possible, even more faulty.

Seconds prior to the colliding all she had been able to think about was getting the hell out of the house. But now, seeing her mother, triggered something angry, spiteful even, within her, setting free all the words and thoughts her brain, unknowing to Amy herself, had formed.

“What’s wrong, you ask?” Amy heaved with broken, wet eyes shooting daggers. Her brain short-circuited making Amy unsure of exactly what had been said past this point. “You’ve kept my marriage a secret because you’re embarrassed.”

“What are you talking about? Why would I be embarrassed?”

“Because your only daughter, the only chance for you to experience ‘your little girl becoming a mother’, has been married for two years,” she over-articulated the last two words as emphasis. “And she still hasn’t had a child of her own, and to make matters even worse? She’s not even pregnant. That’s, apparently, embarrassing.”

Amy felt a figure rush up behind alas the heat of the moment resulted in her not even caring one bit. Tears were impairing her sight and all she had to get through was another few points – then she could leave.

“Ames, honey,” the figure behind her was Jake gently mumbling into her ear, carefully, as to not startle her before placing his hands on her waist. “We can go if you want to.”

He could tell his mother-in-law looked rather pale, more tight-lipped than usual, but had yet to put two and two together. That was until Amy spoke up again, chest heaving with all the sadness and sobs she was fighting so hard to repress.

“I’m not embarrassed, Amy,” her mother spoke to her own defense, of course paired with the look of pity, a look Amy hated. “I just don’t understand why you and Jake want to wait so long? Why is it that you must do things differently than everyone else just to prove a point?”

Not only did this strike Amy twice as hard as anything else that’d been said that day; this time Jake was not only aching for his wife but also for himself. This was bigger and more personal than Camila Santiago having high expectations for her kids, wanting them to shine and succeed at everything. No, this time it was wholly inequitable discrimination of her daughter’s way of living her life, included Jake and the things she struggled with when no one else was looking.

This was also drawing a line; the very last straw.

Jake broke in, stepped out from behind Amy to instead take a protective stand in front of her. It was no secret that Jake was terrified of his mother-in-law but if there was something which could make him not give that the tiniest care in the world, then it was the second she dismissed Amy they way she just had.

“First of all, with all due respect, Camila, you have no right to deprecate the things Amy, neither the things Amy and I, do and do not chose to do. It’s her life and while you’re her mother, which is just one of many good reasons why you should support her unconditionally, you have no right to talk her down the way you are right now.”

Angry was not a word Jake was very familiar with but by now his regular voice had definitely transitioned into a defensive scowl, eyes shadowed by anger and jaw clenched whenever he wasn’t speaking: he was not about to let another one of Mrs. Santiago’s jab at his wife slip by – especially now that it concerned such a delicate matter.

“All Amy wants is to please you, but you never actually take the time to acknowledge anything she does and at some point, which I strongly believe is now, it has to stop. You can’t reprimand her like she’s a little child living a life as if it was an open, always accessible book to you. You don’t know half the things she does and goes through: you take no interest in hearing about or understanding the bad, the hard, the frustrating… And the incredible things she does? You ignorantly dismiss them. She has no chance of winning with you.”

Jake was almost chuffing from lack of air caused by combination of exuding anger and the fast talking. He too was now getting emotional feeling the weight of the past months pushing down on him. Leading up to today’s events he’d remained extra strong and supportive for Amy but, truth be told, he was hurting just as much as she was.

“As a matter of fact, if you must know, Amy and I have been trying for a baby for quite some time now… And it’s been very,” he paused to swallow and compose himself before continuing, ”hard.”

A lump started to form in his throat, obviously affecting the pitch of his voice quickly prompting Amy to grab his right hand with both of hers from where she was still shielded behind him. Before him, when she finally seemed to understand what Jake was really telling her, he could clearly tell how Camila’s expression changed from cold, probably annoyed by her daughter’s “rowdy husband” meddling, to shocked and actually showing emotions.

“Oh, mija,” she looked past Jake to get a hold of her daughter’s hiding eyes. “I had no idea. You should’ve told me… It doesn’t have to mean that you can’t have a baby. There’s probably just something you’re doing wrong, and I-“

“No,” once again Jake was quick to interrupt her, the word bursting out his mouth out as a snarl, before she could finish the sentence.

“Amy’s been doing everything perfectly right, and even beyond, so you don’t get to tell her otherwise.”

Silence enveloped the entire kitchen whilst the life of the party buzzed in the background.

Camila stood frozen in the very same spot she’d been caught in for the past few minutes. Here, after what felt like a lifetime, Jake made up his mind and decided that there was nothing else to say. Getting the hell out of there to take care of his wife was of higher priority than waste time, hopelessly and with no gain, trying to talk Camila to her senses.

He turned around to look his wife directly in the eyes, searching for some kind of sign that would tell him that what he’d just done was okay – it was Amy’s mother, after all.

And although tears were still washing down her face Amy also couldn’t help but send him a small affirmative nod. If she hadn’t been too busy crying she’d tell him that, once again, him acting by instinct had paid off.

“I want to go home,” she whispered.

He took another good look at her to make sure that she was okay for now, then quickly replied with a whisper telling her “Of course. Let’s go,” before leading her away and out of the house by the hand. Once he’d gotten her settled in the car Jake ran back to grab their coats, in the meantime also coming up with an excuse to Tony and Elena about Amy being sick thus having to leave. Jake was unsure of whether or not either hosts had overheard the fight but nonetheless they both nodded understandingly, thanking Jake and Amy for the gift and for coming.

So yes, the baby shower had been okay until it hadn’t been.

***

In contrast to the ride to the party, the ride back home was very quiet with minimal to no words spoken. Amy knew she could speak up, if she wished to, but then the act of staring out the window, watching the city grow thicker and thicker by the mile, simply seemed more manageable. Once in a while Jake would throw a glance in her direction to make sure she was somewhat okay while also keeping in mind that the urge to get home and hold her didn’t cause him to drive irresponsibly.

Immediately upon arriving back home, the minute the door closed behind them trapping them in their own little cocoon, Amy carelessly, and very unusually, Jake couldn’t help but notice, kicked of her shoe before heading in the direction of their bedroom. Although Jake was fast, managing to grab her wrist before tugging her back to wrap her up in his arms. This, hopefully, would prompt her to react however she needed to.

And indeed, the moment she was tugged into him and her face could hide from the world in the crook beneath his neck, she did. The heaving movement of her shoulders came first, then the muffled sobs.

Jake, knowing that the silence on the way back home was both of them fighting a war within themselves with only a of question of not if but when they’d burst at the seams, could only hold her as tight as physically possible whilst rocking her back and forth as his own eyes started to prick.

During his life time Jake Peralta had undergone many kinds of pain: anything from, compared to this moment, that is, stupid bagatelles like watching the woman he was pining for be with someone else to being wrongfully accused and sent to prison, where he lived a daily life in a constant state a fear. Nonetheless it was still crystal clear that nothing, not by a longshot, had ever been able to tear him to shreds like seeing his wife suffer from something so out of his, or anyone’s, control.

“I wish I could take your pain away,” he mumbled into the top of her head, his voice tearful and heavy from despair.

Another sob, this time smaller, escaped her body before the next sound he could hear was her taking a deep breath.

“I know,” she sniffled as her shoulder rose in fighting another incoming cry in the meantime also allowing her lungs to stock up on just enough fresh air. Then silence. The quietness, the silence after the storm, that came after felt post-apocalyptic, when in reality they were in the eye of the hurricane: in the clear but surrounded by chaos.

But perhaps that was good enough for now.

“…And I yours, Jake. God, I wished.”

“I know,” he smiled, through tears, into her hair before burying his face in it. Nothing felt safer than her – even during her darkest hours. In the end he felt reassured as long as she was there by his side and he by hers.

“But one day at a time,” he sniffled peaking tears away. “Okay?”

He felt her untuck from his neck, her safe spot, in order to look at him properly for the first time since they left Tony’s house. As expected her eyes were bloodshot, exhausted and red, although there was also a tiny twitch, something hinting at a smile, of the corner of her lips that implicitly accepted Jake’s statement.

“Okay,” she nodded.

“I love you, Ames,” he tipped his head down evening out their height difference in order to press his forehead to hears. “And I’m so stupidly in love with you.”

Finally, this was what it took, a full smile broke out on her lips; a smile which Jake Peralta wasted no second reciprocating. It didn’t matter that the affectionate chuckle sliding off her lips was half-teary from the intense crying nor that her cheeks were still very much damp and puffy; Amy Santiago was wholeheartedly chuckling and this Jake Peralta had been dying to witness.

“And I know things aren’t turning out how we had hoped, at least not right now, but…” His fingers calmly, almost unconsciously, slid down to stroke her waist, his forehead still leaning against hers.

“… I’m never going to stop loving or being in love with you, Amy Santiago, so there’s no need to worry. We’ve got time… Time to hurt, time to laugh, time to fall down and then get back up again. It doesn’t feel like it now, which is so very okay… ” he pulled back to look right into her eyes, making sure to emphasize his point, “… But in the end, we’re going to be the ones in control of our lives: Not biology, not your mom, not anyone or anything else. If we want a child then that’s what we’ll have - one way or the other, I promise you.”

Tears were once more forming in her eyes although this time, to his relief, it appeared to be tears of joy rather than sadness. Being sad suddenly seemed so distant, so irrelevant, when she had a husband who loved her that much.

“And, like I said and will continue to say for as long as you need to hear it: we don’t have to think about a final solution now.”

On one hand she wanted to say something, express and return the incredible amount of love he always provided, yet, on the other hand, the need to grab his face and pull him into the deepest kiss possible was stronger. This, by all means, resulted in Amy doing exactly so. Of course Jake responded to the gesture so naturally thus allowing his hands to freely roam her entire body, up, down and around. There was no stopping them. He loved her and she loved him. This she’d whisper, whimper, whine and moan into his ear, neck, lips and chest, multiple times in the course of the day’s final hours as they stumbled across the floor, through the doors of their apartment without a single care about the outside world.

That night, intertwined, showering each other with love and chasing away the remnants of despair, nothing else seemed of great, grave nor grievous importance. Maybe, yes, the hurting wasn’t entirely behind them yet, but even so, something about hurting for love and the life they wanted to build together seemed to make that fact acceptable. Hurting also meant they were fighting, ultimately meaning that they weren’t giving up.

Hurting was hard, but also important for the process, and doing it together, thankfully, did the difference between unbearable and acceptable.

Life was unpredictable, not everything was in their control, but, as long as they were with the right people, they could handle anything. And they were, since the very first day, stuck across from each other as bickering partners at the Nine-Nine, the right people for each other.

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blackhakumen · 4 years

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Mini Fanfic #497: (Trying to) Stay Home Today (SSBU)

Dark Pit: (Sighs Relaxingly While Laying Down on the Living Room's Sofa) Finally....I have the entire day in this mansion to myself. Just me, myself, the TV in front of me, but mostly importantly, I don't have to deal with anymore bullshit to-

'Doorbell Rang'

Dark Pit: ('Sigh') Not even a minute later and I already spoken too soon....(Got up from the Sofa to Answer the Mansion's Door)

'Door Open'

Dark Pit: What do you want?

A Shy Guy with a Purple Bowtie: Greetings, my good angel man! Allow me to introduce myself, I am-

Dark Pit: Game Guy?

Game Guy: (Impressed) Ahh. I see you're already familiar of who I am, yes?

Dark Pit: (Rolled his Eyes in a Bit of Annoyance) Of course. How I can forget the biggest gambling cheapskate in Mario Party 3?

Game Guy: (Already Sweating Bullets) Y-Yes! Well....('Clears Throat') I know that my role in that game was..... Questionable at best, but rest assured! I've already became a very changed man.

Dark Pit: (Starts Looking at Game Guy a Little More Suspiciously) Right......So do you have any reason of being or-

Game Guy: Why, yes actually! I walked all over the beautiful town of Smash Town today and I couldn't help but notice your huge, gorgeous mansion from a distance. So I decided come by and ask you.....(Pulls out Some Cards From his Pocket) to play a game of cards with yours truly.

Dark Pit: ....................You mean to tell me that you came...all the way here just for a game of cards?

Game Guy: Well, when you put it like that, I-

Dark Pit: Already don't care.

'Door Close'

Dark Pit: (Making Way Back to the Living Room) Alright. With that out of the way, I can finally enjoy the rest the day here by my-

'Doorbell Rang'

Dark Pit: ('Groans a Little in Annoyance')

'Dood Open'

Dark Pit: Look, man, I don't want to play your stupid card- Oh. It's just you guys.

Wario: (Standing Next to Waluigi on the Doorstep) 'Eyyy, Dark Pit! Just the man we somewhat need to see! We need you for something.

Dark Pit: It doesn't involve a game of cards, is it?

Waluigi: What? No! We just need your help for a sec.

Dark Pit: ('Sigh') Okay. Fine. What's the problem?

Wario: We're looking for that lousy Cheapskate Game Guy!

Waluigi: Yeah!! He's a Shy Guy with-

Dark Pit: A purple bowtie? Yeah, I seen him. He came by here not too long for some card game before I shut the door on him.

Wario: ('Sigh a bit Angrily') Yep. That's the cheater alright.....

Waluigi: Knew it....

Dark Pit: What? He asked you two bozos to play cards with him too?

Waluigi: That's right. Wario accepted his challenge and everything.

Wario: He cheated me out of all of my money and gems!!

Dark Pit: (Raised an Eyebrow) You mean the ones you stole?

Wario: Noooo. I found them all fair and square!

Waluigi: (Glares and Growls at Wario) ............

Wario: ('Groans in Defeat') Fine....Me and Waluigi found them fair and square. (Turns to Waluigi) There! Happy?

Waluigi: (Starts Smiling Smugly) ('Heh Heh') Very.

Dark Pit: (Sighs While Beginning to Lose his Patience) Look, if you two really want to find the guy that badly, then why don't you look for him back in town. Couldn't be that hard to find since he had a giant, purple bowtie.

Wario: ('Groans in Defeat') I can't believe I'm saying this, but you're right. Guess we're having ourselves a Shy Guy hunt today.

Waluigi: (Place a Hand on Wario's Shoulder) Look on the bright side, bro. Once we're able to find him and get back all the money and gems he stole....(An Evil Grin Begins to Creep up on his Face) We rob him out of every single thing he has.

Wario: (Starts Grinning Evilly as Well) Say...... That's actually not a bad idea there, bro. If that cheapskate's really all that rich like he said he is, we can be able bet for everything he got and more and cheat our ways to victory. We'll finally live like kings!!

Wario/Waluigi: ('WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!')

Dark Pit: Yeah. Good luck with that.

'Door Close'

Dark Pit: (Finally Arrives at the Living Room and Sat Down on the Sofa) I swear.... Those two have no idea what they're getting themselves into anymore. ('Sigh') Doesn't matter. At least I can finally sit back and-

???: Well, well, well. If isn't one of Palutena's baby bois

Dark Pit: (Groans in Annoyance once He Immediately Recognized that Voice) Hades.......

Hades: (Gives Dark Pit his Usual Evil Like Smile) At your absolute service! How are you doing on this fine day today?

Dark Pit: I was actually having a good day till you came here....

Hades: Oh come now. There's no need to give me the hostile attitude here. I'm just here to say 'Hello' to an old friend is all.

Dark Pit: (Gives Hades a "Really?" Look) We're not friends, Hades.

Hades: Ah. Yes....Maybe calling you "Friend" isn't the right word....How about I call you my "Edgy Frenemy" instead? That has a nice ring to it, don'tcha think?

Dark Pit: Don't you have anyone else Irritate? Like your whole "League of Villains Club" or whatever?

Hades: 'Fraid not. The gang already has plans for the today. Bowser's spending time with his kids, Ganondorf meeting some lady name Urbosa, Mewtwo hanging out with Zelda and the two Links, Ridley flying off to space for some reason, not entirely sure what Dark Samus is doing right now if I'm being honest....

Dark Pit: Yeah. I don't care. You think you could get out of my sight now?

Hades: (Rolled his Eyes a bit Playfully) Again with the hostile attitude. Sometimes I wonder what I would ever do to deserve this kind of mistreatment....

Dark Pit: Oh gee. I don't know? How about the fact that made me watch THREE, WHOLE, GODDAMN EPISODES OF BOKU NO FUCKING PICO!!!!!

Hades: Ah. I see you still remember that memory very fondly.

Dark Pit: WHAT SO YOU THINK?!!!

Hades: (Chuckles Lightly) What's with all the yelling for? You're still living, aren't you? Or perhaps you want me show you another anime masterpiece-

Dark Pit: (Immediately Got Up From the Sofa) That's it! Where's my staff?!

Hades: Alright. Fiiiiiiiiiine. I'll get out of hair. I can clearly see I'm not welcome here.....Unless I can change your mind with an anime called "Happy Sugar-

Dark Pit: JUST GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE ALREADY BEFORE I SHOOT YOUR SORRY ASS DOWN!!!

Hades: Fine. Fine. I'll leave you alone, Little Pitto. Hades out. (Disappears with a "Pop" Sound)

Dark Pit: (Groans While Slumping Back Down on the Sofa) God, I hate that guy with a passion. (Took a Deep Breath) Doesn't matter. He's gone......Maybe now I can finally enjoy my day here alone. (Laying Down on the Sofa) Starting off with a nap.....

And with that Dark Pit closes his eyes to get some sleep................That I until....

???: PITTO!!

Dark Pit: (Eyes Open and Awake) What the- ACK! (Falls Off of the Sofa) ('Groans') Son of a- Huh? (Looks up to see Ren, Pit, and Futuba Looking Down on Him) What are you nerds doing here?

Ren: (Chuckles Lightly While Helping Dark Pit Back up in his Feet) To get you off of here, of course.

Futuba: (Smiles Brightly) We're all having a Beach Day today!

Dark Pit: (Raised an Eyebrow) Beach day?

Pit: Yeah, man. I tried calling you about and everything, remember?

Flashback.... Earlier This Morning....

Dark Pit slept through all of Pit's calls and voicemails in their room.

End of Flashback

Dark Pit: Huh. So that explain the vibrating.......

Ren: So....Now that you got yourself out of the sofa, how about joining us for some-

Dark Pit: Pass.

Ren: What?

Dark Pit: You heard me. I said I'll pass. I'm in the middle of my "me" time, in case neither of you didn't notice.

Pit: B-But.....(Frowns Sadly) Summer's about to end soon......

Futuba: (Frowns Sadly as Well) Beach Day wouldn't be the same without you......

Dark Pit: I know...... (Lays Back Down on the Sofa) And I couldn't care less either way.

Pit: But broooooo!! Come onnnn!! Don't bail on us now!!!

Futuba: We'll all miss you like crazy if you don't come!! Pleeeeeease!!

Ren: (Gives Dark Pit a "Really?" Look) Dude, come on. You're making your siblings sad here.

Dark Pit: Still don't care.....

Ren: So that's it then? You're actually gonna stay in this mansion for the entire day?

Dark Pit: That's the plan, Joker. And nothing's gonna convince me otherwise.

Futuba: (Slowly Starts Building up a (Cute) Evil Smile) Oh really? Not even....Oh, I don't know, a video of singing Toads?

Dark Pit: (Raised an Eyebrow) Singing what not?

Futuba: Toads. You know. Princess Peach's civilians and whatnot.

Dark Pit: (Sighs While Rolling his Eyes) I know who they are, Futuba. I just don't think their little singing has what it takes to change my mind.

Futuba: (Already Pulling up her Phone) Really? No matter how terrible and off-key their vocal skills really are?

Pit: Ah man. I heard a group of them sing once..... (Shudders a Little) They were all pretty bad alright.....Still cute though.

Dark Pit: (Sweating Smaller, Less Visible Bullets) N-Nope. Still not convinced otherwise!

Ren: (Gives Dark Pit a Teasing Smirk) Last chance, kiddo. Join us on Beach Day or face the wrath of a group of poorly singing Toads. Choice is yours.

Dark Pit: ('Scoffs') Please. You nerds can try scaring me all you want! I ain't gonna leave this sofa in the slightest!

Ren: Okay. Don't say I didn't warn you. Hit it, sis!

Futuba: Gladly! (Plays the Roads Version of Bohemian Rhapsody)

Toads: (Singing) Is this the REAL LIGHT?!! IS IT JUST FANTA-

Dark: (Already Had Enough and Got Up From the Sofa) OKAY! OKAY! FINE! I'll go to the beach with you dorks! Just stop the damn song already!! Please!!

Futuba: (Pause the Song off her Phone with a Satisfied Smile) Glad we had an understanding, bro.

Dark Pit: ('Sighs in Utter Defeat') Whatever. Just tell me when we get to leave.....

Ren: In a few minutes. The rest of the gang are already at a nearby store, getting everything we need for the party later on.

Dark Pit: Party?

Pit: (Smiles Brightly) Yeah! We planned on having this really cool Beach Party once the sun sets.

Futuba: (Smiles Excitedly) We're getting ourselves ice cream cakes and everything!

Dark Pit: (Huh. Beach Day might actually sounds promising for once...) Alright. You nerds finally got my attention. (Makes his Way to the Stairs) I'll get myself ready....(Looks Back and Points at all Three of his Siblings) And you three better not think about leaving me either!

Ren: (Smiles Softly) Relax. We ain't gonna leave you behind in the slight.

Pit: (Smiles Brightly) Ren's right, Pitto. Just take as much time as you need to get ready! B-But not too much time! 'Kay?

Dark Pit: Uh-huh-

Futuba: Wait! Pitto! There's something important I need to tell you!

Dark Pit: What?

Futuba: (Show Dark Pit a Heart Sign with her Hands While Smiling) We love youu!~

Dark Pit: (Blushes a Little Before Turning Away) Yeah. I know.........I......love you guys too....(Walk Up the Stairs to Get Himself Ready for the Day)

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#super smash ultimate #dark pit #game guy (mario party 3)#wario #waluigi #hades #ren amimaya #pit #futuba sakura #toads #humor #fluff at the end #hades being hades #dark pit couldn't care less about anything #....but deep down he does really care about those he care about #......even when he doesn't show it most of ths time #summer isn't entirely over yet buuuuut......#have to edited it again to make it perfect. sorry about that

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inkyminty · 5 years

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Super Princess Peach 2 electric boogaloo

What a surprise, and here I thought Peach was a one and done deal but nope, she got a sequel to her game on the 3ds, the problem is it is a Japanese exclusive game. Developed again by Tose and published by Nintendo and released in 2017, I only found out about it by finding a copy in a local swap meet (the power of swap meets ladies and gentlemen). What caught my eye was the back of the box which after translating it says that Peach and other princesses are playable and yeah the box doesn't lie. The other playable princesses are Daisy, Rosalina, Shroob (weird), a Bowsette-like princess but with red hair and tan like skin, Queen Merelda and Princess Shokora (from Wario Land 4), with a secret playable character being Pauline. So let us see if this sequel is worth releasing outside of Japan or should it stay there like Captain Rainbow.

PLOT (no spoilers) As Mario and Luigi are off to battle against Bowser when suddenly a new baddie comes out of nowhere named Captain Command who takes over Peach's castle and has her take far away from her kingdom. As Peach wakes up in a strange land she then has to go on an odyssey to get back and overthrow the usurper from the Mushroom Kingdom and take back the throne. Along said adventure, you pass by other familiar kingdoms and pass by a few familiar places and faces such as the ones mentioned in the first segment, the reason is Cap. Command took over these kingdoms on his way to become the king of the world.

GAMEPLAY It is the same for Peach as the previous game the only differences are the genre, which is a sort of goofy beat 'em up combined with platforming elements, and how the heart works. For one thing, they cost jewels (about 2 jewels) and it is for everyone (I'll explain in a bit) and it only lasts for a few seconds so you can't spam the move since there is a limit on how many jewels you have (which can be upgraded, same with health, in the store to have more but not enough to cheese the game). There is also a playing difference with the other characters from the intro. (Note that Peach is the standard character) There is Daisy, who is a bit faster and a bit stronger than Peach but jumps the same height as her. Then there is Rosalina, who is slower and not as strong as Peach but can jump higher than Peach and can summon a Luma to attack more. Next up, Princess Shroob who is more effective in ranger attacks but sucks at close combat. Coming up is the surprise of Princess Zilla (the Bowsette-like girl) who attacks multiple enemies with her attacks and is decent in single combat. The other one is Princess Shokora, who can transform into a cat, a few weird beasts and Mr.Game&Watch (who I guess is Mrs.Game&Watch but whatever) which can cause some status effects similar to the Wario Land games (ie balloon, get set on fire, etc). Coming up is Queen Merelda who when finishing an attack will drop more coins at the of an attack but is a risk and reward character for being a bit frailer. Finally, there is Pauline who is a bit of a mixed bag, a sort of mid-range close quarters fighter (possibly because of living in the Bronx).

Now, remember the hearts I mentioned, yeah they are completely different. For starters, the orange heart gives you a floaty jump, the red heart makes you stronger, blue heart makes you faster and the green heart gives you more defense, each one lasting about 5 to 7 seconds and costs 2 jewels (you start off with 6 jewels but can upgrade it to 16 jewels) and you can pick up jewels from defeated enemies which can sometimes drop mushrooms at time (the 3 are the normal mushroom which gives you health, the mini mushroom which makes you lose some defense and strength but can jump higher, become faster and find secrets, and the mega mushroom which makes you bigger which can also break certain areas to unlock secrets, stronger and better defense but become slower), the other items are stars, which gives you invincibility, a purple New Donk Coin (which if every coin is collected unlocks New Donk city to unlock Pauline: Note that there is 1 purple coin in all levels excluding the bosses), and finally Toad, yes Toad, who works as he does in smash where you get a free pass on recieving damage and thus counters the enemy who attacked you.

Likes The beat-em-up aspects of the game are rather addicting, it is fun to combo an enemy and how the combo animations are very goofy yet "ladylike" for a Nintendo Princess, there are also a few mini games (like the previous one) that are ok, but they do help you earn a few figurines and different costumes for each character, and I like the little descriptions for each character explaining their first appearance.

Dislikes Sometimes the secret areas to get the purple coins is too vague, there are hints but they don't explain it too well, not to mention once you get all the upgrades and figures they still give you a lot of money at the end of a stage but nothing to spend it on, and online play is very very laggy, it's best to play it locally if you can find anyone to play it that is. Also getting a high rank is incredibly hard since the game is very strict on what you did well and gets very stingy with damage taken and time left over, I mostly got C's and B's and the only time I got an AA rank (which isn't the highest rank its Crown) was the first level.

Verdict So is this game worth forking over 40 bucks plus shipping and handling I would say Yes, but... The game is rather fun, hell there is future DLC planned to include a few Zelda princesses like Zelda (duh), Toon Zelda (ok), Ruto, and that one princess from Triforce of Heroes, so anyone in Japanse who bought it must think so but jeez does this game expect perfection to get any higher ranks and I wish there were other ways to use the money you collected but considering how fun it is, I still say it is worth it but If your one to complete games, well good luck with that. Thanks for reading.

#fake reviews #princess peach #super mario #april fools

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searchingforme23 · 3 years

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One of the best, if not the best, weekend of my life.

Dear my sweet Daddy and Sir (for the weekend), my lovely amazing boyfriend, my friend, my best friend,

I cherish and trust you and our bond and what we have so greatly. There is no man or person I trust more in this world right now. You are my anchor. I feel so lost right now in my personal life but you're my only sense of security and stagnance. You've given me priceless gifts this weekend. From saying I love you to me for the first time before we even left the airport parking lot. To allowing me to be your little one and you be my Daddy for a short period of time. And you being my full time Sir aka practice Master for a weekend. As well as physical gifts like the roses, food, build a bear, life skills like pushing me to go home with better ways to keep me eating. This weekend has been the most amazing. More than I could ever have imagined and asked for. I wouldn't do it any differently. I love you so much. In fact I'm madly in love with you but you know that. Our amazing friendship blooming into a best friendship into a romance and relationship has been so beautiful and absolutely gorgeous. I can't imagine flying back home without you. Leaving you here. Leaving a good portion of my heart with you. I know we will talk like we always have. We will play and scene long distance. But I won't be able to call you Daddy anymore after I've opened my heart up to that. I'll have to tone down calling you Sir outside of scene. Which will be hard and hurt me. Because I love and want you to stay both for a long time. Perhaps forever. But I'll find a way through some how. I'm worried about going into a deep depression. I'm worried. I'm confused. I'm lost. I'm scared. I don't want to try to picture waking up and you're not next to me. And you're across the country again as am I. I don't want to try to picture not being able to call you Daddy when I'm little and small. Or lose being your golden rose and your little willow. I love it all so fucking much. I'm crying a pretty hard down pour of tears right now but I need to get it all out. I don't want to rush either. I want to have time to physically rest. I want to have time to process. I want to make sure I want all of this. Moving across the country would be my last *big* move I would ever chose besides the local ones after with you in Tennessee and I don't take that lightly. I don't take the idea of wearing my last consideration collar and training collar lightly. Especially made by your own two hands. Speaking of paracord you seem pretty handy and I think you could easily learn and take up chain maille working if you wanted. I know you would be good at it. Anyways. I want to jot down our memories here too. All happy and amazing. Even going to cracker barrel with you and getting a squishmallow. Eating pancakes and breakfast sandwich together. Almost going to the ER together. Getting me pain meds and the cute out lady hitting your car and then becoming your friend. Seeing you over and over be a gentleman for me and chivalrous and over protective over me and what is yours. Regardless of dynamic or not I am yours and you are mine and our hearts are intertwined. I want to remember going to the gas station together for water and snacks. Buying a rainbow dino plush. Which ended up as the perfect stuffie for Brown Sugar. Such a funny and cute name. I want to remember going to build a bear with my Daddy. Getting a basic bear but putting him a cute Halloween suit and he perfectly fully reminds me of you. And the voice box. Which was so thoughtful. I can hear my lovely amazing boyfriend tell me he loves me every night. I want to remember the cute gift shops and meeting your sister. And buying that adorable sloth fanny pack that I'll wear and think of you. And that tie dye Chattanooga Tennessee hoodie you helped me pick out and we tried together. I'll never forget hot topic and you putting a surprise play collar on me in the mall. Even though we had to return the first one for the missing gem. I'll never forget my happiness in that moment. I'm so spoiled this weekend and my heart is so spoiled by you.

I won't forget waking up next to you. Stealing glances occasionally just happy to look over at my boyfriend sleeping next to me. Or waking up to you fucking me. Or you going down on me for the first time. Or all the nipple flicks and you teasing and hurting my breasts. Or that some how you trained me effortlessly to voice cum on command. Which I'm excited to still play with long distance even if the orgasms may be less intense far away. I will love to remember our Wal-Mart trip(s) but mainly the first one. And learning exactly how to make sandwiches for Sir the way he likes and to his preference. I am so glad I took initiative and asked to learn how. I won't forget you washing me in the shower. Or setting up my bath and enjoying it with me. Or you fucking me in the ass what 4+ times the first one or two without formal lube. A bit of pain but me loving it and begging you for it. Daddy's special hole just for me. Even when I travel back to my current home in Seattle that hole remains for you.

I'll cherish the memories of our first kisses. The ones after. All the times we laughed harder than we thought we could doing something silly. You making me laugh so hard I would snort. Me being in the hotel room while you work on our last full day and me taking initiative to pre pack my stuff and tidy our space. Spoiler I did that mainly so I could have more time with you later tonight. 😏😉 and we still have under a day left to add new memories. This trip flew by like I knew it would. I loved the gorgeous views that you showed me, all of them. You making me voice cum on command in random places like walking to check out in Wal-Mart and sitting down eating Chinese together in the food court. All your cheeky grins. Your laughs. Your smiles. Seeing in your eyes how smitten and in love with me you are. I'll remember the humidity. The amazing time I had meeting your wife and kids. Getting stung mosquitos. Almost by a bee. The amazing meal. Mario Kart with the kids. You playing Mario party with me at the hotel and kicking my ass in it as Wario. Your daughter handing me so many unicorns. I don't wanna forget a single second we spent together when we're apart. Promise me let's keep making more memories? I already want another trip. And it's scary to leave not knowing when I'll see you again in person. Or where we will be emotionally after this. Or the uncertainty of everything. My life in general as well. I love you so fucking much.

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fromdawntodust · 6 years

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You Know Nothing - Minhyuk (BTOB) Scenario

Summary : When you (Yeo Jin) stays over at BTOB dorm and Minhyuk gets moody while you play with other BTOB members. Fluff

Word Count : +4,5k

- You know nothing Jon Snow.

You grinned, amused by the way she answered him. You actually had spent the whole afternoon watching the episodes you missed of Game Of Thrones. You wouldn’t have thought that you could actually enjoy it, but since your boyfriend recommended you to watch it, you had definitely become addicted to that fantastic universe. Talking about him, he was next to you, sitting on the sofa, watching you while smiling absent-mindedly.

- What is it ?

He seemed to emerge from his thoughts.

- Nothing. I just thought that you would be disappointed if you knew what would happen after. Because you worship this couple a lot and…

- STOP THERE ! I don’t want to be spoiled. It’s not because you saw it already that you should tell me everything.

He laughed. You placed your hands on your ears, not willing to let him have the chance to be the childish boy that he is and reveal everything. He paused the TV and took your hands in his, removing them from your ears, while kissing your nose. You took a glance at him, puzzled.

- So you’re not going to spoil me right ?

- No, but I feel like doing something else. We’ve been watching that series since you arrived at the dorm. It’s not as if I don’t have a lot of free time these days, but you don’t and we don’t get to see each other often…

You looked away, feeling sorry about that. It was true that with university, you didn’t have that much free time, even for your boyfriend, who for once wasn’t busy with his group comeback or variety shows. And since he couldn’t go out with you without fearing to be recognized, you usually spent your so-called dates at his dorm or at your home, and they were more and more spaced nowadays. Obviously, being inside a dorm, with his other members, didn’t give a lot of opportunities to a couple, and that was why you both ended up agreeing on watching the TV, or more like you convinced him to watch Game Of Thrones with you.

- Someone is annoyed because of their own mistakes. Who told me about Game Of Thrones ? you mumbled, not wanting to give up easily on that show.

But you knew it was a lost battle already when he kissed you lightly on the lips and murmured a “sorry” not so sorry while lacing his fingers with yours.

- Anyway, do you want to play a game ? Eunkwang, and Changsub are there, they could participate with us.

He looked disappointed, probably wishing you both could have spent more time alone, but finally told you to call them while he would set up the game. You hurried over to the two boys’ chamber, and opened it, not even bothering to knock : it was 7 in the afternoon, what could they possibly do for you not to see ? Apparently you should have told them beforehand, because you opening the door was received with a huge “Umf” and some swearing following, as they both held their noses in shock.

- What were you doing behind the door ? Both of you.

- Nothing, Eunkwang answered while Changsub kept on wincing soundlessly, just checking something that looked like a stain.

You eyed them suspiciously. Actually, the members all had this bad habit of eavesdropping during your dorm dates. As long as they don’t have a girlfriend, they will keep on spying on the other members and their lovers. You didn’t really mind since they were not really bothering, sometimes they would just boo at Minhyuk when he would try a pick up line on you, which would make the latter frown and the former burst out in laughter. Still, it wasn’t like you felt bad for Changsub and his constant whining with his hands on his nose, it served him right. Anyway, your purpose for showing up in their room wasn’t to question their bad intrusive habits, so you came straight to the point.

- Anyway, can that stain wait a moment for you to play a game with us ? Minhyuk is setting up the wii.

- Call ! I’m teaming up with Minhyuk ! Eunkwang shouted and he ran out of the bedroom, released from the awkwardness of the situation. Changsub was still holding his nose and he gave you a death glare. You didn’t really pay attention to it because you actually thought you would be paired up with your boyfriend. Well actually everybody wants to be paired up with Minhyuk when it comes down to playing games. Apart from cultural games where he was a total black hole, Minhyuk would always win every game he played. He was always confident he could do it, and even if some could take it for cockiness, the facts always proved them wrong : Minhyuk was the kind of person you could only respect because there was no trace of connivance in his actions, even when he was annoying to death because he kept on winning and couldn’t be defeated.

But as Eunkwang was the oldest and kept on insisting being paired up with Minhyuk, you couldn’t really go against his decision, meanwhile that meant you would obviously lose, and you didn’t really like loosing, neither did Changsub, as far as you knew him.

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- So, what are we playing this time ?

- Mario Kart, Eunkwang answered.

- Again ? Last time, Minhyuk beat us with 2 laps ahead, Changsub complained.

You wanted to complain as well, but a quick glance at Minhyuk prevented you from doing so. He looked displeased with the turn of the events, and you thought you may be a bit responsible as he wanted to spend time alone with you but you just went ahead with your idea. You smiled at him apologetically, and he seemed to ease up a little, although you clearly saw him utter the words “we’ll have a talk later’.

Eunkwang handed you a joystick, and you sat on the sofa between Changsub and Minhyuk. With the traditional “Ladies first”, your partner invited you to start the race. You both decided on picking King Boo as your player. After fighting a bit over Mario and Luigi, Eunkwang won over Minhyuk threatening him to show you some compromising pictures, and they ended up with Mario.

The first round was Eunkwang against you. You started stretching your hands, showing off a little since after Minhyuk, you were definitely the second best at playing that game. Even though Eunkwang wasn’t that bad, you were pretty sure your team would win the 1st round. Changsub started agitating around you, massaging your shoulders and shouting “Fighting Yeo Jin” once every 10 seconds. The countdown began; karts queued up in the Wario’s Gold Mine track. That wasn’t one of your favourite since you didn’t really like the gold wagons or falling down from the rails, but anyway you knew the shortcut so you could surpass the other characters. Changsub squeezed your shoulders once the countdown over, and you pushed with all your forces on the “1” button. The race didn’t last long : Eunkwang fell twice and you managed to have half a lap ahead of him when you crossed the finish line. Your team ranked first and Minhyuk’s was 5th, which wasn’t really a huge gap knowing how skilled the boy was.

- Yeo Jin, I swear if you weren’t with Minhyuk I would kiss you, Changsub joked, while friendly hugging you. You chuckled but stopped when someone cleared his throat. You both turned your heads to Minhyuk, who had quite a displeased look.

- Hyung, I was just joking... Don’t take it to heart.

- Did I say something ? Minhyuk retorted, clearly displaying bad faith. You decided to tease him a little, after all it was a game, and you were opponents. If you wanted to win over his team, you would have to use all you could.

- Seriously Changsub? Joking ? You’re hurting my feelings as a woman!

You glanced quickly at Minhyuk and saw he had furrowed his brows. Not wanting to ruin his mood, you quickly planted a chaste kiss on his left cheek, before acting like nothing is wrong.

-Yah, do this another time, there are people watching there and not willing to see that display of affection, Eunkwang said with disgust.

- Says the one hiding behind a door to spy on us, you answered, half smirking.

- What ? You’re still doing this ? Guys, I told you to leave us alone when we’re here.

- We did, retorted Changsub. But your girlfriend started screaming saying she didn’t want to be spoiled, so we thought you were arguing of course and that’s why we obviously stayed behind the door. You know how thoughtful we are of your relationship, Minhyukie hyung, we were ready to intervene in case things got wrong. You should thank us instead of chiding us.

Both you and Minhyuk sighed and rolled your eyes, and stopped talking because it was already a lost case.

- Besides, I can’t remember who was with us last time Hyunsik brought his girlfriend home… What is his name ? I can’t seem to remember… Wait… Right, Minhyuk !, Changsub kept on.

Minhyuk jumped out of the sofa and tried to hush Changsub. But Eunkwang was ready to take over Changsub’s teasing.

- It may be your fault Yeo Jin. He hadn’t seen you for so long that he probably wanted to watch how it was to be with someone. How weird it is for a boyfriend to be doing this with single men.

You slapped him nicely on the arm, laughing out loud from the absurdity of the situation, Changsub locked in Minhyuk’s left arm, while the other was failing in his attempt to reach for Eunkwang. After some seconds of chaos, everything was back to normal, except for Changsub trying to regain his breath and Minhyuk mumbling “You really don’t know when to shut up boys”, avoiding your eyes.

Well, that game sounded interesting, if Minhyuk hadn’t killed them before.

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The game was coming to an end. Minhyuk had crushed Changsub, or more like Minhyuk did a great race, according to his skills, and Changsub was being faithful to his usual level, way below Minhyuk’s. Your team ended up 3rd while Minhyuk and Eunkwang were now 2nd, Princess Peach being 1st. The last race was Minhyuk against you. Pretty sure his team would win, Eunkwang paused the game and we all looked at him.

- Wait, I think the winning team should have a gift.

- What now with a gift? You’re only saying this because we’re losing and next is Minhyuk so you know you’ll win, Changsub loudly complained.

- What ? We can’t possibly play for nothing. I suggest that each of the winners can give an order to each of the losers. I still remember when you ordered me to clean the toilets Changsub.

Changsub opened his mouth to complain, but his eyes suddenly sparkled and he just agreed to it. You started feeling anxious, because Eunkwang was able to find some scary orders sometimes so you feared he might actually ask you to do the same Changsub did with him. You quickly wiped the sweat from your hands on your jeans, and then told Eunkwang to move from the screen, that the race should start now for everyone to get done with it. Changsub stood up from the sofa, and he got behind you, a smirk on his face. He put his hands on your shoulders and his face got closer to yours.

- I have a strategy to win. Just laugh when I tell you to.

You raised your eyebrows, not quite trusting him with his strategy. What would you laughing could bring to your team, or more to a victory that seemed like an utopia when faced against Minhyuk ?

Before the last race started, Minhyuk looked at you and wished you a good luck. You weren’t really thinking that he was mocking you when he said so, but the I-do-not-want-to-lose part of you was telling you not to answer or cheer him up. Eventually, your my-boyfriend-is-being-nice-to-me-and-I-should-be-as-well won and you smiled at him, wishing him a good... A good whatever because Changsub had been quicker and while placing himself between Minhyuk and you, he whispered to you to just laugh, order to which you complied. Your laugh sounded fake, just as the intention was, but Changsub smirked and went back to his position, while giving you a thumb up. Minhyuk wasn’t looking your way anymore, contemplating the screen, brows furrowed. Next to him was Eunkwang, beaming while probably thinking of his already-in-sight victory.

However, you wouldn’t give up so easily even though beating Minhyuk seemed like climbing the Himalaya without any prior preparation. Never in the world would you allow yourself to receive an order from Eunkwang after having lost a game, and Minhyuk seemed irritable, so you wouldn’t even dare think of the order he could give you. You needed to win, and if Changsub told you he had a strategy and that it required you laughing from time to time, then be it, you would laugh.

You took the joystick, ready for the fight. You didn’t even notice Changsub putting his hands on your shoulders and massaging your neck lightly. The countdown started, and you were too engrossed in your anticipation to notice Minhyuk’s eyes lingering on where Changsub’s hands rested. But you did notice his kart not moving when yours was already speeding on the raceway, following Princess Peach. You managed to overtake her a few seconds after, but Minhyuk was already right behind you, and soon after Eunkwang was cheering for Minhyuk as he placed first. Everything was not lost, it was still the first lap. At the end of it, you were still second but not too far from Minhyuk’s kart. Suddenly, Changsub got way too close to you, almost at an inch of your face, and asked you to laugh at the count of three. You laughed, ahead of a sharp turn.

- What the ! Minhyuk, how could you fall there ? You’ve already taken that path perfectly well during the first lap. Crap, we’re loosing.

Changsub giggled next to you, while you tried to keep your composure, now being in 1st place. Minhyuk was now far from you, but you still had 1 lap to manage before winning, and Minhyuk could always catch up the distance. However, he did not, and when you laughed for the last time after Changsub told you so, he bumped into one of the moving obstacle, losing his 2nd place to be the 4th. Victory was now yours and Changsub’s, and when you passed the finish line, you both screamed and congratulated each other, falling into each other’s arms. On the other side of the sofa, Eunkwang was screaming in despair, and you heard no sound from your boyfriend. Actually since he never lost in a game, you weren’t really sure of what you should have expected for his reaction. You did not think too much into it, as Changsub was already bragging to Eunkwang and Minhyuk.

- See, you thought that you would win Eunkwang didn’t you ? Hehe, did you really think Minhyuk would won over Yeo Jin ? Weren’t you aware of her nickname : Yeo Jin, Mario Kart’s goddess ! Yeo Jin, you were awesome ! Now, let’s think of some awesome punishments.

- Yah, I said orders, not punishments, Eunkwang complained.

- Isn’t it the same ? Anyway, you’re now my slave Eunkwang, you should massage my feet.

- What, are you crazy ? I’m never getting near these feet of yours !

- A game is a game. You’ve lost, accept the condition you set yourself.

- I’m the leader and I’m older, I’m not going to comply !

- Eunkwang, you intervened, half smirking, I think you should abide by your rules, or else your authority won’t make any sense, right Minhyuk ?

Minhyuk did not answer and instead shot a death glare to both Changsub and you, to your astonishment.

- What is with that glare Minhyuk ? You’re not used to losing ? Hehe, I think you should just go prepare me a nice little meal, why not some bibimbap ?

Minhyuk did not even protest, unlike his partner. He hurried to the kitchen, not even sparing you a glance, while your eyes followed him. Changsub hadn’t even removed his socks before Eunkwang’s scared eyes that Minhyuk stormed out of the kitchen and went to the hall, grabbing his coat and his shoes.

- Where are you going ? Changsub shouted.

- To the shop, there is no rice.

- No rice, Changsub scoffed, are you kidding me ? We have plenty enough to feed the whole Cube Ent staff.

Minhyuk didn’t answer and left, violently closing the door behind him. You and Eunkwang had a puzzled look, but Changsub looked like someone who knew what the whole situation was about. He looked at you and smiled.

- Yeo Jin, I think you should follow him.

You didn’t even wait for him to end his sentence and were already on your feet, taking a beanie on your way, not wanting to be recognized outside, and decided to find Minhyuk outside and confront him about his mood change.

- Minhyuk !

You ran to catch him as he was entering the elevator. But even though he would have surely heard you, he didn’t even look at you while going inside and when you arrive in front of the elevator, the doors had just closed. You cursed under your breath, and took the stairs, stumbling a bit, to get to the basement floor. Your boyfriend was already outside, ready to cross the street. You managed to catch him before he did. You tried to meet his gaze but he avoided it.

- Minhyuk, look at me.

He didn’t, and kept on fixing his gaze on something else, right now it was on the traffic light, green. He couldn’t cross yet so you still had time to try to talk to him.

- Minhyuk, please, talk to me, what is wrong ?

The cars stopped, you could now go to the other side, and Minhyuk didn’t even miss the chance to start going forward. But you grabbed him by the hand before he could set his foot on the crosswalk.

- Minhyuk, I swear if you don’t look at me and talk to me right now, I’ll take out that beanie and kiss you right now, in public. I don’t give a damn about your reputation when you’re ignoring me this way, if you don’t want me to make a fuss right now, you’d better look at me.

- Do as you please.

You stared at him, bewildered. Usually, Minhyuk was so cautious of not revealing your relationship to the public audience that this simple threat would make him panic. Something must have really got on his nerves and you had no clue what it was.

- What did you say ?

- Do as you please, now let me get that rice.

Still surprised, it took you a good second to get that he didn’t mind, and another one to think you had to get that beanie off your head. While screaming his name, you retired your beanie, walked and stopped right before him. Grabbing his coat, you pulled him closer to you. You had never kissed him when he didn’t want to, but at that moment you were too upset to even care what you usually don’t do. He managed to push you lightly just before your lips touch his. Pushing the beanie on your head again, he was literally fuming.

- What the hell are you doing ? People are watching !

- They will watch more if you keep on being stubborn and scream in the street.

- Fine, follow me.

You walked behind him to the building. Once in there, no need to say you were both glaring at each other, still not understanding when the afternoon supposed to be a cosy time between you two turned into a fight. You gave up the silent treatment first.

-Will you tell me what’s wrong, you sighed. If it’s because I suggested the game, I’m sorry. You should tell me next time, so that it doesn’t end like this.

- It’s not that.

- Then what is it ?

- It’s nothing, he mumbled, passing a hand through his hair, looking displeased with the current situation.

- What is nothing ? Are you sure we have the same definition of that word ? Because I don’t have that reaction when nothing happens to me.

Minhyuk glared at you, visibly not sensible to your attempt of sarcasm, even though you weren’t that amused as well. After a minute or so, both of you were still caught in that staring contest when Minhyuk finally looked away and sighed. It wasn’t like him to give up, another unexpected action from him today.

- Listen, I don’t want to fight today. Just go back to Changsub, it seems like that’s the person you enjoy your time the most with.

You gaped, finally putting all pieces together, why he was so moody when you joked around with Changsub, when you hugged him, why he lost the last race when it is so unlike him, why he left that abruptly, why he lied about the rice, and why he refused to answer you earlier. It all made sense and you laughed at your own ignorance and his thought. Minhyuk remained still, seemingly unamused.

- Wow, is it a jealousy scene Minhyuk ?

- It’s not, he retorted, frowning as he realized the words he had blurted earlier.

- I’m sure it is.

- Me, jealous ? That’s called being realistic.

What a stubborn boyfriend you had. But if he didn’t want to tell you what he was truly feeling, you still had a hidden card. Smirking, you decided to play it.

- Minhyuk, I order you to tell me if you were jealous of Changsub and I during the game.

Taken aback by your words, he frowned, but seeing you smile in amusement, he eased a little bit.

- Ok, I surrender. I was.

You chuckled a little. You definitely didn’t like angry and silent Minhyuk, but jealous Minhyuk was quite a sight eventually.

- I can’t believe you thought there was something between us. He is my friend, and he is your friend, and we both know how big of a crush he has on his high school friend.

- Say that when you see me hugging your friend in front of you after she massaged my shoulders while you were next to me, and when I laugh while she’s really close from my face.

- But it would be my friend. And if you’re barely reacting, well me hugging Changsub was because we had won the first race, I won’t see any problem. I mean, Changsub is your friend, you trust him, and you know he would never do such a thing as flirting seriously with me while you’re around, and he wouldn’t as well if you weren’t there.

- You admit you were flirting with him.

- I admit I had no clue what he was attempting to do, but he told me to laugh, and I laughed. Gosh you know he was only doing this to make you lose your nerves, so that we could win, and it worked, you finished while smiling at him.

His eyes were now softening; he smiled shyly at you, still embarrassed by his sudden outburst before, and because he doubted you for a moment.

- I swear Changsub is dead after you leave.

- Then I’d better not leave. I haven’t given Eunkwang an order yet, maybe I should tell him to ask all the boys to leave the dorm for tonight, except for you.

- What ?

- If I remember well, there is a little someone who eavesdropped on his member’s date with his girlfriend because he was missing his.

- Wait, I wasn’t eavesdropping, they were lying. You know how they are. They were just easing.

- That’s what every boyfriend caught by his girlfriend says. I think you owe me a second order Minhyuk, especially after that revelation.

- Yah, one order was already enough, besides it’s not as if you won that game fairly.

- We win a game with whatever means possible, but we didn’t cheat. You should have just focused on the game.

You took a step closer to him, amused by his nervous gaze, not knowing what you were going to do.

- I still have to buy…

- Kiss me.

Minhyuk froze. Usually he would never kiss you if it wasn’t in your apartment or his dorm.

- What ?

- Kiss me, right now. That’s my order after you eavesdropped on Hyunsik and made such a scene before.

You stood before him, narrowing the space between his face and yours. You didn’t mind if one of his neighbours came and saw you kissing, you still had your beanie and you needed to reassure him so much that you only loved him and found him desirable that the idea of being caught wasn’t even embarrassing. Your eyes melted while meeting his gaze, and his eyes sparkled. He closed the space between your mouths and you sighed, finally able to enjoy a peaceful moment with him after suggesting the game. Kisses with Minhyuk were always soft, kind, gentle, and this one was no exception. You wouldn’t really mind if it wasn’t for the fact that he upset you a bit by being so stubborn in the street. You nibbled on his lower lip, making him gasp, and kept on kissing him, while messing with his hair. You both could have get lost in the moment if not for Minhyuk’s cellphone who vibrated in the pocket of his coat. After looking at the screen, his gaze darkened but he still answered.

- What ?

Being that close to Minhyuk, you could hear the other voice on the phone, clearly being Changsub, asking where he was, if Minhyuk and you had made up, and if he could go back quickly to the dorm because his bibimbap was still inexistent. “We’re coming. And I swear you don’t lay a finger on Yeo Jin for today.” He hang up and sighed. But after looking at you, he smiled.

- I never know what to expect with him, he’s so childish.

Pecking him on the lips, you locked your nose with his and murmured : “You know nothing Lee Minhyuk.”

#kpop scenarios #kpop scenario #btob scenarios #lee minhyuk #btob #repost #this story is actually from 2014 and was first posted in 3 parts #but given the length of my scenarios there #it seems quite illogical to have several parts #kpop oneshots #kpop fanfiction

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As previously noted, there’s been yet another change in direction for the Attract Mode blog… which I have dubbed Version 2.8 Final CE EX Λ Core Plus Alpha. BTW/FYI. But yeah, been posting on Twitter, a lot. So much so that you may have missed something, so here’s a recap!

Note: was originally going to cover everything tweeted throughout the month, but because there’s so much to cover (and February’s short)… am guessing bi-weekly might be the way to go. Am also going to present things mostly in order.

K, enough chatter: at the very top is another fine example of a Famicom being the ultimate in fashion accessory (via nintendu). And here we have, not designer threads but designer plastic (via gamefreaksnz)...

Speaking of plastic, Sega (or someone who got Sega’s blessing, or maybe not even) made Super Monkey Ball figures? Guess so (via magimacaque)...

I was under the belief that, if I truly wanted to make an impact with the relaunch of the Attract Mode Twitter, I couldn’t just post one single piece of Klonoa fan art, but two...

And I only have one example of Cuphead fan art, but it’s the one that counts (via jothelion)...

It was Kyle who helped kick the Attract Mode Twitter’s rebirth into high gear, with the reveal of his Nintendo Power covers. So to help replay the favor, I must insistent that everyone purchase the hard copy of RPG_Friends (which I first mentioned here)...

Nothing makes me happier than seeing such a dense assortment of Japanese game stuffs (via peazy86)...

... Yet that being said, I also believe less can be more, plus a nice breeze while playing Secret of Mana is... well... nice (via sixteen-bit.tumblr)

These gamer chairs perfectly embody Japanese sensibilities when it comes to furniture, plus are a total 180 to the junk they peddle in the US (via shmups)...

Time for another excellent toco toco vid, this one features your fave old school Capcom illustrator, and mine, Akiman…

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There's so much I love about this interview with the creator of Hong Kong 1997, whose goal was "to make the worst game possible”. Though this picture of the guy is near the top of my list...

I love these kooky kids, thinking they could possibly get away with stealing an entire Final Fight arcade cab (via videogamead)...

Yeah, I feel the same way kid (via tvgame)...

"This is Jesus. He lives inside my Neo Geo MVS cabinet. He was there when I got it. He is glorious." (via arcadephile)...

The pathos that is Sub Zero at the bat, in four modded screenshots(via lanceboyles)...

The pathos that is the Kachō interacting with kids, in just three YouTube screengrabs (via gaijira)...

And the pathos that is Splatoon 2, via two screengrabs and the piece of fan art that resulted (via lunaticobscurity)...

Though in addition to pathos, Splatoon is also filled to the brim with intensity (via thewaragainstgiygas)...

Welcome to VIOLENT CITY (via shmups)...

Also, STAY CHILL (via paperbeatsscissors)...

Not that any band in which music is performed via guitars hooked up to Famicoms is all that typical to being with, but this one is most definitely not typical (via miki800.com)...

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This "what the hell is going on exactly" illustration has motivated me to finally Wario Land a spin at long last (via it8bit)...

Remember Absolutely Rose Street, the Beverly Hills 90210 meets Degrassi meets Wayne’s World-esque show that was actually an infomercial for the Sega 32X in disguise that I wrote about a little whiles ago? Well here's ad for it (via oldgamemags)...

I'm a total sucker for old Japanese video game mags, primarily ones featuring models/statues on the cover (via miki800)...

Another cover to an old Japanese game rag, this one featuring the very first Metal Gear; I wonder if this slightly cutesy take helped to inspire the Metal Gear we meet in Snatcher (via mendelpalace)...

Here we have a page from an 11 page comic, done in a single sitting, for an event that celebrates various pairings of Solid Snake/Otacon, one that's called Snot Week for whatever reason (via millionfish)...

I want this woman to be my mom (via cyberfights)...

Am obsessed with this image of a man playing Xevious in the middle of a desert that's clearly fabricated and clearly from the 80s (via shmups)...

mendelpalace sez: "This picture gives me anxiety" and I feel exactly the same...

This is comparable to my own morning commute, except for the lack of floating cherry blossom petals and various other differences (via tightenupthe)...

Spring is almost here, which means it's time for a new wardrobe, which really means it's time to get new PaRappa attire (via miki800.com)...

If a glitched Nintendo logo when booting up a Game Boy looks fashionable to you, you're in luck (via gameandgraphics)...

Tho if a glitched Game Boy Advance start up is more your style (via corruptionasart)...

Has anyone received this Mega Drive/Genesis chiptune album on a cart (described as a "16-bit VMU") yet? (via catskullelectronics)

Ever wonder what a 3 part symphony, one performed via 5 different Nintendo DSs and 5 different copies of Electroplankton, sounds like? Well wonder no more (via mendelpalace)...

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And ever wonder what an Italian-based, US-born R&B, blues and disco singer (which is how Wikipedia describes Ronnie Jones) thought of video games in the year 1980? Again, wonder no more (via aestheticoftheday)...

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The new DDR, which will record your performance and also add snazzy video effects, is my early contender for GOTY 2018 (via @Sega_AM2)...

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I will never grow tired or bored of watching this run cycle, ever (via shmups)...

What appears to be a Nier motion study (via sixteen-bit)...

Sakura-ha (via rosscountertv)..

To commemorate the discontinuation of the Kinect sensor (via prostheticknowledge)...

Google Translate took the original Korean & translated it as: "Ittsumi! Maria", which @NotLikeFreddy re-translated as: "It's-a me, Mary-o"...

The medium of video games most certainly has many mountains to overcome yet, but there's little denying that we've made some progress nonetheless (via videofame)...

"I have to go now. My planet needs me.” (via sixteen-bit)...

Cuz it's been a while since I shared a gif from Sin & Punishment (via n64thstreet)...

The SNES & Genesis had cool accessories and all, yet I often wonder what it would have been like if 3D printers & Etsy were around back then...

Pretty much the cutest lil thing you'll see all day is this Genesis CDX hooked up to a 5″ Sony PVM (via decideweapons)...

“'Club Sega during the Snow' is a top-tier aesthetic, I think." (via pr0jectneedlemouse)

I love old VG sound team photos, especially when they double as old band photos, like Capcom's Alph Lyra here (via videogamesdensetsu)...

You all have no idea how happy I am to finally see a decent sized version of the flyer for Deadly Sport... again, no idea (via melvanainchains)...

Here's an illustration of Terry Bogard eating a hot dog (with the rest of his Fatal Fury posse chowing down as well)...

... Turns out, Terry's affinity for hot dogs is somewhat of a thing (via busterwolf)....

... Or, perhaps SNK as a whole are simply huge fans of hot dogs? (via meldowiseau)

I absolutely love this familiar, yet thoroughly refreshing take on Samus (via lady--peaches)...

And nothing new to report, as it pertains to @deimosremus's Metroid redesign, so am just going to continue staring at this some more...

Love Hultén is mostly known for their handheld creations, like the Pixel Vision, though I mostly dig their full-sized cabinet, the Kabin 1...

"Damn Tecmo never let Microsoft live that design down" (via sixteen-bit)...

Cuz I recently began replaying Breath of the Wild...got the Switch version for the gf on her birthday... some fan art (via it8bit)...

I've seen my fair share of comics with Sonic & Tails, but never one that addresses the debug mode from the original Genesis games (via vg-libary)...

Here we have two cats, from the game Jingle Cats, occupied with the fridge (via obscurevideogames)...

And here we have just one cat, from the Sailor Moon anime, occupied with an arcade game that I am unable to identify (via sailormoonreblogs)...

Can you believe the music video for @MissyElliott's Sock It 2 Me is over 20 years old? Crazy, I know...

Speaking of Mega Man, I guess I need to finally check out Mega Man Zero, cuz apparently X goes through some kind of religious conversion or something (via omnilunary)...

And here we have Cut Man, the one we all know (and love) from Mega Man meeting his Captain N doppelganger (via mewymarsher)...

I absolutely need this on a shirt or jacket (via @buzz_clik)...

It's always a thrill, seeing a fighting stick made out of tupperware in the wild for the very first time, isn't it? (via @silva_hime)

Yes. Fighting Layer is that game in which you jump off a folding chair to smash another one on the head of a gigantic falcon (via lordmo)...

Tonight’s episode: PINBALL ALCHEMIST (via tonights-episode)...

Here we have a Tumblr thread giving suggestions on how to access a seemingly inaccessible area of a hotel lobby; my fave, for perhaps obvious reasons, is the ring path/light speed dash combo from Sonic Adventure...

Am kinda hungry atm and feel like slicing & dicing some celery & onions, plus making some Julienne Fries; anyone got a copy of Sonic 2 handy? (via sonicthehedgeblog)

A. thanks to this fan art, I now know you can also play OutRun in Hokuto no Ken PS4! & B. great piece & all, but...still a shame that Alex Kidd is missing (via inspiredfatty)...

I've legit been staring at these rotating NES and SNES gifs all day long (via 3d-bear)...

These photos from the Dreamcast Mobile Assault Tour, circa the late 90s, right before the system's launch are very... and I mean VERY... 90s (via posthumanwanderings)...

"What will your next dream be?" (via 081594)

You know that UK/US reality show Undercover Boss, in which a billionaire CEO disguises himself as the new mailroom guy? Well there's apparently a version in Japan, with an episode starring the president of Taito (via @MMCafe_Prof)...

On Valentine's Day I came across a horror movies blog that presented various horror movie Valentines, including one for Jason Voorhees that references Friday The 13th for NES (via cameraviscera.com)...

Also, for Valentine's, my girlfriend made me pixelated chocolate; the pic does the blue hearts in particular zero justice, which look like plastic toys, but most assuredly are made of milk chocolate...

... And that’s it for now! The rest of February coming up in a few!

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Mini Fanfic #779: Golf Tournament (Super Smash Bros Ultimate)

12:44 p.m. at Bonny Greens

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, let's welcome our first contestant who's cuteness stole the hearts of so many, YYYYOOOOSHIIIIIIIIII!

Yoshi: (Makes his Way to the Contests Line While Pinching his Nose in a Bit of Annoyance) Knew I should've convince the announcer to change that description sooner.......

??????: Y-O-SHI! GOOOOOOO YOSHI!!!~

Yoshi: (Turns to see Ann, Haru, Futuba, and Lucas Cheering Him On While Wearing Their Respective Cheerleaders Outfits) What you are guys doing?

Futuba: (Smiles Brightly) Being your cheerleaders~

Haru: (Smiles Softly) We want to give you all the support you need.

Yoshi: Oh. I mean....(Blushes a Little Rubbing the Back of his Head Back and Forth) You guys didn't have to do that for me, but thanks. (Turns to Lucas) And since when did you became a cheerleader too, Lucas?

Lucas: (Smiles Softly) For a while now. Big sis Ann helped trained me to become one and everything.

Yoshi: Wow. Really?

Ann: (Simple Nodded with a Bright Smile on her Face) Yup. Lucas was interested in the whole thing. So I taught everything I know. (Tears Begin to Fall Down on her Face Before Picking Up Lucas and Hugging Him) I can't be anymore proud!!!~ (Begins to Cry a Bit Loudly as Lucas Hugs her Back)

Announcer: And for our next constant, the Greedy and Mischievous, WAAALUIGUIIIII!

'Hawiian Xylophone Music Plays'

Yoshi: (Eyes Widened at What's Coming His Way) Oh God......

Waluigi and Wario makes their way into the Contests Line while wearing pimp like attires and the chorus of P.I.M.P. song by 50 Cent plays in the background.

Dedede: ('Tch') Can you believe those numbskulls? They think just because they dressed themselves up in fancy clothes and pricy cowboy hats, that they're pimps. (Crosses his Arms in Annoyance) The nerve of them....

Samus: (Starts Rolling her Eyes While Staring at Dedede Wearing a Pimp Like Cowboy Hat of his Own)Look who's talking......

Waluigi: (Gives Wario a Low Five Before Joining the Contestant Line with Yoshi) Ready to experience losing, Dino Boy?

Yoshi: (Already Has a Deadpinned Look in his Face) See, I would give you proper response, but I don't think I could ever take you seriously with that getup your apparent brother are wearing.....

Waluigi: Wah? What getup? (Smirks Confidently While in Sophisticated Pose) I'll have you know that we look fly in these clothes.

Yoshi: (Raised an Eyebrow) You look like two old men who tires way too hard to look cool. Only to have little to no recognition in the process.

Waluigi: (Groans Before Turning Away From Yoshi) Whatever! I don't have to take this from the loser's son.

Yoshi: (Eyes Widened in Anger) Excuse me!?

Waluigi: You heard me, chump. Your father's a green loser. Always has been, always will be.

Yoshi: I think you got it the other way around, chicken legs! You're just mad cause my dad beats you at every single sport and party event you guys competed on!

Waluigi: ('GASPS') (Turns Back and Glares at Yoshi) That's not truth! I only lost those events cuz your father was a no good cheater!

Yoshi: ('Ugh') Again with the "cheater" bullcrap....Just admit that you lost and move on already! It's no wonder why you're not in the Smash Tournament. You're the epitome of a sore loser!

Waluigi: YOU TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT NOW-

Announcer: And for our third constant, one of Bowser's offsprings, BOWSER....JUNIOOOR!!

Bowser: (In the Audience) GIVE THEM HELL, SON!!!!

Bowser Jr. (Made his Way to the Contestant Line with the Others) Yo, what's up, nerds!

Yoshi: (Starts Rolling his Eyes Again at the Sight of the Young Koopa) And speaking of cheaters......

Waluigi: (Raised an Eyebrow at Jr.) What's wrong, boy? Don't have your dumb clown car to help you this time?

Bowser Jr: Um for your information, toothpick legs, my clown car name is Steve. And I don't need him to kick your butts in golf!

Waluigi: ('Scoffs') Yeah, right! You'll probably use that heap of metal eventually. Like any cheater would.

Bowser Jr: Says the loser who'll never be in Smash.

Waluigi: (Glares Furiously at Junior) WHY YOU LITTLE SNOT NOSE PUNK! I'll show you who's laughing when I....(Continues Yelling at Junior Who is Too Busy Making Funny Faces at Him)

Yoshi: (Facepalms Himself While Sighing) Is it too late to quit now or.....

Announcer: And now last but certainly not least.....The moment you've ALLLLL been waiting for! The newcomer to the stray.....As well as the Beautiful Mayor of New Donk City..... PAULLLLLLIIIIIINEEEE!!!

Yoshi: (Eyes Widened Yet Again in Complete Shock) PAULINE!?

Mayor Pauline, sporting a red shirt and black pants, makes her way to the contestant Line while smiling and waving at everyone cheering for her.

Pauline: (Smiles Brightly at Yoshi While Standing Next to Him) Yoshi, it's so nice finally meet you in person.

Yoshi: (Slowly and Shakingly Points his Finger at Pauline) Y-Y-You're really....M-Mayor Pauline?

Pauline: (Happily Nodded) Yes. That's right.

Yoshi: A-A-And y-y-you know who I am?

Pauline: (Giggles Softly) Of course I do, dear. You're mother and father told everything about you.

Yoshi: Oh. Uhh....(Clears his Throat Before Quickly Shaking Pauline's Hand) I-It's good to finally meet you too, Mayor! But uhh... (Chuckles a Bit Awkwardly) if you don't mind me asking, what makes you want to compete here in the first place?

Pauline: I wanted to try more activities out of my time at the city. So I decided to tryout golf. (Turns to See Waluigi and Junior Still Arguing With One Another) Did I....missed something or....

Yoshi: Yeah, but not really that important in the scheme of things.

Pauline: I see. Still, I wish all of you for the best. Though I'm still not sure why they would want us to stand here together. (Turns Back to Yoshi) Do you have any ideas as to what is happening?

Yoshi: (Simply Shrugs) I'm just as confused as you are, ma'am.

Announcer: Now that all of our four contestants are here, it is time we start the Speed Golf Challenge!!

Waluigi/Bowser Jr: Huh?/Weh?

Yoshi: (Raised an Eyebrow in Confusion) The Speed what now?

Announcer: THE SPEED GOLF CHALLENGE!! Each golfer must tees off and race to their respective balls. Whoever makes it to the located hole the most, depending on the score, wins!

Pauline: I suppose that seems simple enough.

Announcer: Of course you do have to overcome every obstacles in order to get to each hole. These obstacles includes, but not limited to: Varied Piranha Plants, Whomps, Thwomps, Fire Balls, Bombs, Spinny, and all the other things I do not have time to list in the meantime!

Yoshi: (Facepalms Himself Yet Again) ('Ugggh') I KNEW there will be a catch in all of this!!

Pauline: (Gently Place her Hand onto Yoshi's Shoulder) Please don't be discourage. I know this challenge may seem.... unusual to say the least....(Smiles Softly) But as long as you believe in yourself, then I'm certain you'll do just fine.

Yoshi: ('Sigh') Yeah, you're right. I've been through these kinds of events before so I shouldn't be too surprise about all of this. (Smiles Back at Pauline) Thank you, Ms. Pauline.

Pauline: (Smiles Brightly) Anytime, dear.

Announcer: Alrighty now! Places everyone! Let's get this show on the road! 3....2....1......GOOOOOO!

And with that, the contestants tee their balls off into a far enough distance.

Bowser Jr: (Rushes to His Ball First) EAT MY DUST, LOSERS!!

Waluigi: (Rushes to His as Well) WAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Pauline: (Follows Pursuit) BEST OF LUCK EVERYONE!!!

Yoshi: ('Sigh') Welp. It's now or never at this point.......(Immediately Rushes Toward his Ball) YAHHHHHHHHHHH!

Announcer: And they're off!!

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