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gloomy-prince · 1 month

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SUPER OLD RAINBOW! ART THREAD!!! Open only if you are brave enough to face teen me's cringe art...

(mostly joking but fr white Mimi and skinny Boo jumpscare below)

Very first digital piece of Boo and Mimi circa 2011!! I was 14 when I drew this. Usually I'm able to look back fondly at super old art of mine but this one does make me cringe a liiiiittle bit. Mimi girl what are you wearing, why are you white. Boo also had pink eyes in the beginning, which she would continue to have for several years to come (even in the current iteration of RAINBOW! they were pink at first, I later recolored those pages) but it was only later that it was due to the color scheme of the comic and not because they were literally pink. I'm pretty sure they were meant to be contacts, because their hair is and always have been dyed rather than anime-esque natural colorful hair, so that was some crazy dedication from Boo back in the day.

More 2011 art showing off Mimi's goth/scene-ish style and green eyes. They were initially meant to have pastel and neon fashion senses, respectively. The story was already named at this point, only a few days or maybe weeks into its inception, which is impressive considering it has taken us literal years to name other stories (I'm looking at you, Phantom Pains)

this one is from super early 2012! Interesting to think that this was less than 9 months later since it feels completely different to me. The first version of the comic had started at this point, and the pink and green color scheme was just starting to develop. This lineup features some characters that would later be cut. Lucian and Lily were friends of Boo, and Cecilia was Mimi's ex girlfriend. Notably Clarice is not on this lineup, and frankly I'm not sure why.

A picture I drew to commemorate 50 fans on RAINBOW!'s smackjeeves page, mid 2012. Boo's outfit resembled a recolored version of her 2011 outfit, but I have no idea what Mimi is wearing. What. are. you. wearing.

Chibi-ish drawings of Boo and Mimi cosplaying various characters, from early 2013. Homura Mimi is very funny to me, I really don't know why I didn't draw her as Kyoko. I assume I was trying to keep them as paired characters, but I didn't do that with the Sailor Moon or Disney ones, so I who knows why I did it with PMMM. Mimi's hairstyle changes to a shaved cut somewhere around this time, but it is much more dramatic than her current undercut, and her hair is still pretty long. Boo is wearing a closet cosplay of Fluttershy that I myself wore once. These also resemble the chibi-ish drawings on the chapter intermission pages of RAINBOW! Vol 1.

A character study I did in late 2013, which would be shortly after I made a major style shift into the art style that would eventually develop into the one I currently have. At this point, Boo was meant to be fatter than Mimi, but the execution wasn't really there at all. There is also a doodle at the bottom of me and Sunny at the time (I am the one with long hair), expressing thanks for 300 fans on smackjeeves. Considering it had 50 in mid 2012, the readership was pretty slow growing back then.

outfit exploration for Mimi, circa 2014. At this point I started to expand the color scheme a little bit more so that not every character would be paper-white, though she is still very pale even though she is no longer meant to be white anymore. None of these outfits really resemble her current style, and I don't particularly like any of them either. It took me a very long time to settle on a fashion sense for her.

an Adventure Time-eqsue drawing of Mimi and Boo that I actually drew less than two weeks after the previous image despite the difference in things such as the way the hair was drawn. I had to include this one because it blew up overnight, which was a huge deal for highschool me, I remember checking my phone at school a lot because it was just getting hundreds or even thousands of notes over the span of the day. I think it has something like 16,000 notes. Still the post with the highest number of notes I have by far, so I guess I peaked in high school, whomp whomp

More fashion exploration, this time of Mimi and Boo, from early 2015. The color scheme is starting to approach what it currently is, but much more dull since I used to be afraid of bright colors. Mimi's fashion sense is starting to get closer to what it currently is, but the pastel goth influence that was popular in early-mid 2010s tumblr is apparent. In chapter 1, Boo wears an outfit that is extremely similar to the one with the bear shirt, except it's a rabbit instead. The dress that Mimi gives to Boo is also almost identical to the depiction of it here. This drawing implies that Mimi was originally going to be present in the film noir scene where Boo finds her mom, which is interesting...

Another cast lineup! This one is from late 2015-early 2016. Mimi is wearing an outfit pretty similar to what she wears in chapter 1 but with the colors altered. The execution of Boo's body type is starting to improve but she's still kind of pear-shaped. Mimi is also a little more square, and her hair finally looks like the style she has now. Clarice gets to be in the lineup this time and she is SUPER tall. I think she is still taller than Milo. And Mimi is around 5'7"-5'8", so Clarice must be around 6 foot by that logic.

The original version of chibi-ish Boo riding a bike in her Kiki outfit, from 2016. I think it was meant to be a banner of some kind, possibly for tapas or tumblr. A newer version of this drawing features as a chapter intermission drawing in the physical book.

The original cover for RAINBOW! from 2017. The color scheme is finally starting to get a little brighter! This is actually a redraw of an older drawing from 2014, I want to draw it again someday. Also, I was going by Rain at the time.

A drawing I did in late 2017 for a class in which we were meant to try digital painting and I went for a very simple approach. I like that Mimi's legs are a little noodle-y. This is also the first drawing where Mimi's eyes are no longer green, but dark pink instead. By the language of RAINBOW!'s color scheme, that means they are brown. Boo's eyes are still pink, however.

Another drawing for a class, this time from 2018. I can't remember the specifics of the assignment, but I used the opportunity to draw the playground and Max, the dog, for the first time. I like the way the trees look in this. That little snip of hair by Mimi's ear also made a reappearance here for some reason.

The original version of the drawing that would become the cover of RAINBOW! Vol 1, from mid 2019! I believe I drew it to be a banner on Tapas, but I used it for tumblr as well.

And lastly, Boo and Mimi outfit sheets from 2019-2020. I messed with them for a while, hence the timeframe. Boo's eyes are finally green, which I changed since I liked the idea of Mimi having green hair and pink eyes, and Boo having pink hair and green eyes, as if they are reflected a bit in each other. Outside of RAINBOW!'s color scheme, Boo's eyes are actually blue though. It took about a decade, but I finally settled on a fashion sense for Mimi.

BONUS ART!!! 💖💖✨✨ I thought these would be better grouped together rather than chronologically with the rest.

RAINBOW!'s banners from its era on smackjeeves! Smackjeeves didn't have square/circular icons but rather these thin long banners which could also be animated. I thought that was so fun, so I always animated them at least a little, even though one doesn't seem to work. It was customary to write girls love/boys love on the banner of mlm/wlw romance stories then, so almost all of them say that. I still see that trend on some comics on webtoon and tapas nowadays. They are from 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, and 2017. I don't believe the 2017 one was ever used.

And RAINBOW!'s icon throughout the years! I always refused to change it, only update it, because I thought it was really cute. They are from (approximately) 2017, 2018, 2020, and 2021.

And finally, art from 2021 of Mimi with her cousin August, who will be the protagonist of our next comic, Phantom Pains. Weird to think that we'll be on that comic in foreseeable future, since it is also over 10 years old now. Bit of a passing the torch type drawing to end on. 💕 If you made it all the way here, thanks for reading! Hopefully it was fun and didn't hurt your eyes.

#rainbow!#rainbow #webcomic #webtoon #tapas comic #lgbt #lgbtq #wlw #lesbian #lgbt webcomic #queer webcomic

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mugiwarahostclub · 8 months

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Strawhat trio meeting your parents for the first time over dinner

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤluffy, zoro, sanji boyfriend edition ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤmale/fem/ non bi readerㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ one piece world setting

— LUFFY

Y/n's dad: So what do you do?

Luffy: I'm gonna become the king of pirates!

At first Luffy didn't want to go, saying that it "sounds boring", but he easily got excited when you mentioned food.

Whilst greeting your parents, he gave them each a nickname based on their looks without thinking about it. They were just random though and weren't the offensive types of nicknames. "White hair" for your dad, and "necklace" for your mother just because she decided to wear a necklace that time.

He had poor table manners, even casually picking his nose, and ended up eating almost everything on the table. Your parent that did the cooking felt flattered by luffy's enjoyment towards the food, but the other.. not so much.

Your parents ended up having a bad impression of Luffy at the end, judging you for your taste in men. Probably should've trained him beforehand...

— ZORO

Y/n's mom: So how did you two meet?

Zoro: Boat

Y/n's mom: Oh! How.. romantic, I guess...

He was moody and a complete pain in the ass on the way to your parents house. Grunting and bitching about how stupid this tradition is. He just ended up agreeing to this dinner because you begged him to over and over again. And, well, cause he loves you.

He's not a messy eater on the table, but he was the type to stuff food all at once into his mouth and chewed a liiiiittle too loudly, leading your parents to be a bit annoyed. Zoro was just being himself the entire time and didn't try to woo your parents, so he'd only give them short replies whenever they asked him questions.

After dinner, your parents told you that "your boyfriend's very unfriendly." Zoro gave them a bad impression, but they don't exactly disapprove of you dating him. It was probably due to the fact that Zoro was a swordsman that made them like him, thinking that you're safe with him.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

— SANJI

Y/n's mom: Oh you must be Sanji! Welcome, welcome!

Sanji: Oh mademoiselle it's an honor to be with you today *kisses the back of her hand* you have raised such a lovely woman~

Y/n's dad: .........

He was beyond excited when you brought the dinner up. He immediately cooked food to bring, and even asked you tons of questions about your parents, like their favorite food and hobbies. Sanji even decided not to smoke the entire time, knowing that most parents frown down upon that. He badly wanted those brownie points from your parents...

Entering your parents house, his eyes immediately noticed your childhood photos hung on the wall, easily getting flustered over them and thought that they're the most adorable thing to exist. He carefully took pictures of each frame when your parents weren't looking.

He had good table etiquette and answered the questions of your parents with respect.. though your father was a tad bit weirded out by Sanji being overly friendly with your mother.

Of course, your parents loved him. Your dad still thinks he's a little odd, but he can tell that Sanji loves you. And your mother was happy with him too, so.. your dad didn't complain.

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#one piece x you #one piece x y/n #one piece x reader #one piece headcanons #luffy headcanons #zoro x reader #zoro roronoa x reader #zoro x y/n #zoro x you #luffy x reader #luffy x you #luffy x y/n #sanji x reader #sanji x you #sanji x y/n #sanji headcanons #zoro headcanons #roronoa zoro headcanons

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clefairymuke · 3 years

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Hiii! I just read your announcement i’m so happy you are my favourite fanfic writer EVER! I can’t wait to see whats to come! Anyway, I have a request for a fluffy aot oneshot :3 (set in season 3/2 ofc bc 4 is too angsty) I have this idea of an Armin x Reader or Levi x reader , where reader is rlly smart about titan stuff which helps them in a mission outside the walls and Armin/Levi notice this and kind of compliments them ?

(sorry for my english it isn’t my first language, and i’ll probably send a lot of requests i’m sorry I really love your writing you can ignore me if i’m annoying) C

you’re not annoying at all omg!! your english is great. thank you so much for sending a request! i'm gonna be honest, angst is literally my fucking life. idk if i’ll ever be able to write anything without including a little bit of angst lmao. i took a liiiiittle bit of freedom with the prompt because reading it put this idea in my head that i absolutely couldn’t get rid of. i hope you enjoy it!! <3

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Pieces | Levi x Reader

pairing: levi x reader

themes: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort

tw: mentions of death and violence

word count: 1147

Returning from a mission outside the walls was never easy. The cart that carried the bodies was always full of soldiers who paid the ultimate price in the name of humanity. It puzzled you at times; you wondered why those willing to give everything they had for freedom they may never get to taste were the ones that had to wind up dead; was it not cruel? Why were the best souls, the ones ready to achieve freedom for people they had never even met no matter the cost, always deprived of a full life?

The idea threatened tears to your eyes as you shut the door to Levi’s suite behind you. You ran your hand through your hair as you noticed his absence; you hoped he would return soon. As you practically fell onto the couch on the far side of the room, your tears fell too.

Of course, you were used to death -- even comfortable with it -- as was required of any soldier. Every so often, though, a mission would leave you in shambles. You would witness as a starry eyed cadet or a long-serving friend was torn to pieces in front of you, and it would be too much to handle. Every few missions, you would fall to pieces.

After your first few months with Levi, he started to notice this pattern. At first, he considered that you weren’t fit to be a soldier -- sitting next to someone sobbing after a successful mission would make anyone think that. Soon, however, he came to the conclusion that you didn’t show your compassion in the same way he did. He would pack the patches of fallen Scouts in his desk drawer while you came apart only yards away, and he would be there to pick up the pieces.

You tucked your knees into your chest and recounted the mission over again in your head, seeing the faces of all those who didn’t return. The hot tears did not cease running down your face. You turned your head toward the door as it clicked open, your eyes meeting one of Levi’s boots against the wood floor before they traveled upward to see his face, as emotionless as ever. It took one moment of looking at you for his eyes to soften.

He walked across the room, away from you, stopping silently at his desk. He pulled the patches -- at least ten of them -- from his jacket and laid them to rest among the others within the drawer, the smallest of frowns crossing his lips as he pushed it closed. He stood there for a second, eyes shut and his hand still grasping the handle of the drawer -- a moment of silence, you could call it. Your sniffles brought him back to reality.

He walked carefully over to where you sat, his grey eyes soft with understanding as he placed his hand on your cheek, wiping a tear away with his thumb. He sat next to you, his arm coming to rest around your shoulders. He pulled you tightly into his chest and allowed his other hand to cradle your cheek, silent permission to let it all go. And so you did. You felt your tears soak through his shirt almost immediately as your chest heaved with pain.

“I know,” he whispered into your hair, placing a kiss on the top of your head. “Listen to me.” He pulled you gently away from him, holding both sides of your face so that you would look him in the eyes. You nodded at him, your blurred vision still able to discern the concerned lift of his eyebrows and the worry in his pupils. “Do you know how many lives you saved today?” He still whispered, his own form of a comforting tone that you had come to find solace in. Still, you shook your head at him.

“You knew exactly how to distract that abnormal. Using the flares was genius, and you thought of it so quickly. So many more would have died if not for you,” he told you, drawing shapes on your cheeks with his thumbs.

“People still died, Levi. I didn’t do much of anything. You ended up killing it. You should be congratulating yourself,” you replied, voice groggy from tears and breaking every so often.

“I wouldn’t have had an opening to kill it if not for you. The only person I know that understands titans better than you is Hange. You don’t realize how valuable you are, love.” You could see in his eyes that he hoped this would be the end of it -- that you would accept that many more would’ve died had you not been there, and you would cheer up. He knew better than his hopes, however, and thought it would take more. He was okay with that.

He started again, voice unwavering, “Ever since you joined the Scouts, we’ve come so much further. You’re the smartest person I’ve ever met. Today aside, you’ve saved hundreds. I’m not sure what would’ve happened if you weren’t with us today.”

You nodded, the heaving of your chest coming slower and your tears becoming sparse. He wiped away what was starting to dry with the back of his hand, never letting his eyes leave yours. He kissed your forehead, letting his fingers trail through your hair, softly pulling out knots as your breathing slowed.

“That’s my favorite thing about you, you know,” he continued softly. “How smart you are. You know so much about them, and it makes you a better soldier. The more you know, the better you understand. That’s why it’s so easy for you to solve problems like that abnormal today. The way you think, it just -- it amazes me.”

You felt the beginnings of the smallest smile come to your lips, relishing in his praise. Levi wasn’t the most sentimental of people; compliments are few and far between in a typical day. You leaned your head into his neck, finally calming enough to enjoy the warmth radiating from his body. His hands were unexpectedly soft as they ran under your shirt to rub your back in the most comforting manner you’d ever come to know.

“I love you, you know,” he whispered, lips pressed against your temple. You let your arms loop around his waist and lifted your head to look up at him.

“I love you,” you answered, knowing tears stained your red, puffy face. You knew he didn’t mind. His hand caressed your cheek with the most gentle of touches as he pulled you in for a kiss, first grazing your lips with his as if he was asking for permission before kissing you deeply and without restraint.

A few more months from now, you knew, you would be here again; but it didn’t seem to matter as long as he was there to pick up every piece.

#AoT #aot x reader #levi aot #aot oneshots #fluff #levi attack on titan #levi fluff #hurt/comfort #angst #levi angst #levi ackerman oneshot #attack on titan #snk x reader #snk #snk oneshot #shingeki no kyojin

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carltonlassie · 2 years

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For y’all in the Cobra Kai space!

“Living in the past” was a weapon Daniel used against the world to an almost perfect mastery. He wielded it with the grace that came when one upgraded from discount stores to Hermes and Birkin. He treaded the line between the amiable benefactor or the aloof millionaire, most of the time. He was respected and, for a while, well-remembered. Once upon a time, he believed he was above the invisible paths he came to California, with his mom and his piece of crap car. The past was a light, led by Mr. Miyagi, almost deified to a secular sainthood. He was Daniel LaRusso, All-Valley Tournament 1987 champion and one of the richest men in town.

But some weapons had a double-edge, and Daniel’s hands had the unseen scars to prove it. He lied to himself every day that he didn’t live in the past. He lied to himself thinking he wasn’t the scrappy kid from Jersey. He lied to himself that Cobra Kai’s insidious ways would never be a part of his life. But he felt it the moment he saw Johnny Lawrence walk through his dealer’s doors. He felt the past come, not as a shining beacon forward, but an unavoidable shadow underneath his feet. He remembered how good it felt to strike first, and strike hard. His heart, the poor feeble thing, relished the poisonous power that came with inflicting pain. He inflicted it many times, thinking it was the right, no, the moral thing to do. He remembered how good it felt to kick Johnny’s ass so many years ago, make him humble, make him feel as weak as Johnny once did. The shade had Johnny’s eyes, it always did. Angry eyes that found their mirror in his.

He lived in the past too, every day…trying his best to belong in the light, and shun the venomous penumbra that always felt a little closer every time the sun set.

- SP

Are you saying that Daniel lived a lie, deliberately trying to distance himself from his past, using his success and position in the community to hide the fact that he is living in the past? I’m just trying to understand 😂 I read it like three times and maybe my brain is too fried to get your point

Couple of things tho—I do feel that Daniel still remembers his old times fondly, especially if you consider the scenes with his mom, or based on how he tells Amanda/his family of the Tales™

I also do feel that he’s not lying to himself and making himself forget about the past. Maybe more like... he was fine with leaving the past be, because he had better things to focus his energy on like his family and his dealership. I mean, he’s not ashamed of his past: he likes telling everyone he’s from jersey (ayyy) and even fist bumps Sam saying “Jersey Tough” like the nerd he is gjfjfhf

He definitely had scars, maybe even wounds that didn’t heal right, just covered up and soothed for the moment so that he could move on with his life. Even seeing Johnny at the dealership wasn’t a big Triggering moment, because he was being amiable, trying to joke around, and showing him that he’s above all of it (maybe rubbing it in a liiiiittle bit too much lmao but that’s just the annoying lil brat he is). I don’t think he wanted to kick Johnny’s ass and make him feel like shit though.

The moment where everything snapped was when he saw the cobra kai sign. We joke that he woulda been fine if Johnny named his dojo Cool Dojo lmfaoooo I don’t think it’s necessarily Johnny, but the principle of cobra kai that emphasized utter destruction of the enemy (including perceived enemy when they’re actually not trying to be the enemy) that Daniel reacted to. Because he’s been the so-called “enemy” of cobra kai and two war vets for just being a kid lmao.

And yeah, “there has been a little cobra inside” him all along—I think we all do. It’s not something that’s been implanted into Daniel’s core being by cobra kai, but a shadow side of him that was brought out because of fear and imbalance. I mean, we all have moments where we snap because we were under a lot of stress, done something that’s not really us because maybe we thought it would solve our problems, thought maybe it would make us feel good.

This is the part where a lot of us are disappointed with s4 because Daniel wasn’t someone who enjoyed the thrill of striking hard and striking first. Daniel freaked the fuck out when his punch flew out before he could think in TKK3, and he quickly realized that it wasn’t him. It wasn’t right.

Now do we think that he’s repressed? Yes. Is the past trauma haunting him? Yes, rightfully so! Maybe he is lying to himself, but I don’t want to put it as “Daniel is living in the past but he’s deluded himself into thinking that he’s not”. Our past and unprocessed events influence us at the present moment, subconsciously, and we don’t have to live in the past to feel the effects of the past. I want to interpret it as him being afraid to crack open his past and truly process it so that he could heal and move on.

Maybe we’re saying the same thing idk ghfhfh

#anyways I rambled on too much lmao #long post #cobra kai #asks

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solangelover · 5 years

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Appreciation

Nico di Angelo Birthday Event: January 28 – “Happy Birthday Nico!”

A/N: What’s that? I’m late? Good thing time is an illusion.

Read on AO3 or FF.Net or Wattpad

Was Will being weird? Looking back, Nico thought he probably was, but at the time, he didn’t notice.

Will grabbed Nico to help at the infirmary all day so he wasn’t lonely, or so he said. He dropped the date a few too many times for it to be normal, claiming that he was trying to keep Nico’s sense of time in check, but it didn’t matter – Nico never knew the date except the ones that marked the beginning and end of summer.

“Will, it’s sunny outside. Why can’t I go train?”

“Nico, it’s still winter.”

“Will, we live in a camp protected by a magical border. It’s chilly at best.”

“Did you just say ‘chilly’? It sounded cute.”

“Don’t distract me, Sunshine.”

As much as Nico loved working with Will in the infirmary, it wasn’t his place. He didn’t like being cooped up for long, especially when there wasn’t much to do. Usually, Will was very understanding of that, but apparently not today.

“But Nico,” he whined. “Then I’ll be all aloooone.”

Nico rolled his eyes, what could he say to that? “Fiiiine,” he relented. He never put up much of a fight with the son of Apollo these days. “Can’t we do something fun then? Before I start cutting up bandages with my sword.”

Will glared at Nico, who was confused by the slight pink in the other boy’s cheeks. “Stop that, Death Boy. I’m sure your Stygian Iron blade is filthy with all the monsters you’ve killed. Do you ever clean it?”

The son of Hades cocked his head to the side, which Will found adorable. “No? It’ll just get covered with more monster dust.” He hopped up onto one of the infirmary beds and swung his legs. “So, do you have anything fun to do?” he asked again.

With a sigh, Will looked around. “Well, I think there might be some Uno cards somewhere.” He turned back to Nico, who looked confused once again. “Have you played before?”

“No,” Nico shook his head.

Will smiled and went to get the cards. Nico picked it up quickly and their games lasted for a while. They ended up playing until it was almost dinner time.

Nico stood up and stretched, cracking his back. His eyes were closed, so he didn’t see the way Will blushed as Nico’s shirt exposed a strip of pale skin. After rolling out his neck, Nico opened his eyes to find Will looking everywhere but at Nico. He quirked an eyebrow, but didn’t really question it. “I’m going to go back to my cabin before dinner. You made me miss my afternoon nap.” Nico half-heartedly glared in Will’s direction before pushing past him towards the door.

To his surprise, Will frantically grabbed onto his wrist as he went by. “No!” he exclaimed, surprising them both.

Nico turned in confusion to the healer. “Um, why not?” He glanced down at the point where Will held onto him, very aware of where their skin touched.

Will realized what he was doing and quickly dropped Nico’s hand. “Well, uh, I mean, you can’t sleep now,” he managed to get out. “It’s, like, too late for a nap. You’re going to miss dinner!” It seemed like a pretty good excuse, if you asked Will. He wasn’t a very good liar, but he could definitely find a medical justification when needed.

Apparently, Nico didn’t care. “I ate a big lunch,” he shrugged, and turned to continue out the door.

Will was too jumbled up to reply. “But—” and Nico was out the door. Unsure of what to do, Will ran out after Nico.

Nico quickly walked over to Cabin 13 in case Will decided to stop him for some random health reason. He just wanted to relax for a bit, what was so wrong with that? As he approached his cabin, however, he noticed something covering the front of it. Or, rather, a multitude of somethings. Colorful pieces of square paper appeared to be stuck all over Nico’s cabin.

A prank. Nico’s cabin was pranked. And Will didn’t want him to go there. That meant…

Nico whirled around, annoyed and on the edge of anger, as Will caught up to him. “You knew, didn’t you?” Will looked caught, his eyes darting between Nico and the cabin. It only ticked Nico off even more.

“I—” Will started, but Nico didn’t want to hear his lame excuse. He scoffed and turned back towards his cabin. The offending papers only hurt his eyes.

“Nico, wait—” But Nico was already storming up to his cabin, intending to rip off the papers and drop them into a void of darkness to scare off whoever did this. When Nico was close enough, he reached out, only to stop short as he noticed writing. Every paper had words scrawled out in different handwriting. He would’ve gotten even more upset that it was a group prank, maybe even the whole camp, except when he grabbed the first note, there weren’t insults written on it like he expected.

You’re a great swordsman.

“What…” Nico muttered to himself, entirely confused by the message. His head snapped up to look at the other notes in front of him.

Thanks for fighting for CHB.

Next.

Your powers are pretty cool.

Another.

I love the dark look.

Another.

You saved camp.

You have a pretty face.

Don’t die.

You belong.

One after another, Nico read the notes plastered on his door and front wall. Each one had words of encouragement or appreciation. Some were dumb, others made him blush, but all were entirely positive.

Happy Birthday.

That was on most of them.

Nico had no idea what was happening. Happy birthday? Where did these come from? Why were they put here? Were they meant for him? Who did this? He didn’t know what to feel. His anger had melted away, but he still felt a little irritated at not having any explanation as to why these were here. He felt his heart stuttering in his chest, both from the compliments and the paranoia that this was all some big joke, that someone, or several someones, was mocking him.

Someone cleared their throat quietly behind him. Nico spun around to see Will standing at the bottom of the cabin steps. He had a small smile playing at his lips.

Nico only gaped at him, speechless, so Will spoke, looking at the ground. “It’s… uh, they’re words of affirmation. For… your birthday.” Will turned his face up to beam at Nico. “Happy birthday, Nico.”

Nico just stared at Will and processed his words. He turned back to the notes, back to Will, then back to the notes.

“Oh…” he breathed, and he felt tears prick the backs of his eyes. His birthday… what? “How did you…”

Will climbed the steps and stood next to Nico. “I have your medical records. Chiron isn’t 100% sure they’re right, but it’s what we have.” He looked over at Nico, who looked like he wasn’t even breathing.

“I… I can’t even remember when my birthday is.” Tears pooled in his eyes.

“Oh, Nico.” Will’s heart broke and he pulled Nico into a tight hug. Nico blinked and tears rolled down his cheeks. He was still shocked, unable to return the embrace.

After a few seconds, Will leaned back and held Nico’s shoulders. “I’m sorry, Nico. But, look, all these notes are from our friends.” He gestured out at the multi-colored sticky notes, pleasantly surprised at how many there were. “Even some from people you probably don’t know. Everyone here sees you and appreciates you for so many reasons.”

Nico sucked in a breath as he realized, “Wait, you… you planned this?”

At that, Will sheepishly rubbed his neck. “Well, kinda, yeah. You didn’t seem to know that it was your birthday, so I told everyone to put nice notes on your cabin while I kept you busy all day.” Will chuckled, “Some people are a liiiiittle scared of you and didn’t want to run into you as they defaced your cabin.”

Nico laughed and wiped the tears from his cheeks. He couldn’t believe it. Will did all this for him, for his birthday, something Nico himself had never thought twice about. He felt so… happy. And cared for. Like he mattered. He leaned back in and hugged Will.

“Thank you,” he whispered into his chest.

“Happy birthday, Death Boy.”

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silentavera · 6 years

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A snippet of Meltdown: Part 1 from The Warmth of Frost

I’m not dropping this baby, not by a long shot, just wanted to show that yes, I am making progress on it, and shooting for the next part in March <3 we all know how fickle my release times are but I can always try

Okay Gary you SEXY, SEXY BEAST, rise and shine! Rise and shine! It’s time to put your best features forward because you are going to be aaalll about Ash’s recovery from here on out 24/7, 365 days a year to show you are a superior asset to Ash – I mean you’ve already made an excellent case in rescuing Ash from the Dark Place! You know, risking your sense of self being depleted into a void of nothingness – you are a worthwhile mate! You are a worthwhile partner! You can do this! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh h hh hhh h h h h h. . . . . .

During the morning, Ash and Gary didn’t so much as leave their room, much less the bed, in fact, there wasn’t much moving at all since the both of them had developed rather nasty headaches leaving their caregivers pondering how they awoke in such a state.

“How, how do you get a stress headache from sleeping?” Gary groaned.

Well if you were stressing BEFORE you fell asleep, that ‘can’ have adverse effects to a goodnight’s rest :/

“Mmmmmuuurrruuuuuuugh,” said Ash.

Gary rubbed his face aimlessly, “There’s nothing to be stressed about” – and the moment that ‘wish’ left Gary’s lips, he could literally feel the universe turn its collective head at him and smirk.

Chimecho cleared their throat, “’Oh how the man looks to the sky to ponder dreams and whims, when the sky looks back in reply and sighs of his own limitations and grins.’”

OH SHUT UP.

Ash: Bluh.

As the day wore on, there was triumph over the headaches, however,

Gary: Love, you feeling any better?

Ash: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Ash’s body demanded more sleep as the fever plaguing him came back (to the surprise of no one), but the pain wasn’t as bad as before. He woke up on and off, on and off, communicating here and there, nothing too much, nothing too strenuous as he had pushed himself a bit yesterday (to the surprise of no one); Gary knocked with a knowing tick that made the corner of his mouth twitch as he looked at Moltres’ feather gleaming beautifully in its case….Thankfully as the day wore on, the fever lessened, and Ash was well and awake enough to walk around in their room a bit with Gary.

“You don’t have to force yourself to walk Ash” –

“If I stay stuck in bed for another second I’m going to scream,” said Ash, “I need to move around, even if its just these tiny steps.” And tiny steps they were.

Chimecho hovered near them, “I wouldn’t really call this walking anyway, ‘tiptoeing while holding onto another person’ would be more accurate.” The couple glared at Chimecho; the psychic pokemon casually floated away.

“Huuuuuuugh…….*tip toe~ tip toe~*…….We’re moving about as fast as a Bergmite, or an Avalugg, wouldn’t you say Gary?”

“You could make that comparison.” *tip toe~ tip toe~*.

“Bergmite take liiiiittle teeeeeny tiny steps, just like this, juuuuuuuust like this….”

They stopped together, the couple standing there, holding each other, Gary feeling a tremor ever so small from Ash, and held him tighter.

….You remember how he was after the Sylveon died? At least you’re holding him here, but his heart ‘holds’ so much…

The day progressed. Ash told everyone he was okay, and they believed him. Gary told everyone he was okay, and they almost believed him.

“Have you taken your meds?”

“YES. I HAVE DAISY.”

“Pbbth.”

“PBBBBBBBBBTH~!”

“On that note,” said Chimecho, “How are you feeling with your first dose Ash?”

Ash held out his arm and saw his hands slightly shivering, “Shakey? Is Shakey a thing? And, tingly?”

“Shakey is a thing, let’s see how you progress.”

“Okay.”

Huuuuuuuuuu. You remember the ‘joyful’ expedition in finding your prescription Gary =n= But, it’s just something you gotta get through AND IT SUCKS ASS, but, you got through it, Ash’ll get through it, and you both can send each other cute little reminders via your coms <3 As Ash’s mate, you have this responsibility =w=b In fact, set a reminder right now :3 You took your meds today, you are a good mate, so shoo on them uwu. Perks of a stable commitment are snuggles, all the Ash snuggles, all of them, none get more Ash snuggles than you 83 –

“Gary you climb any further on me and I’m not going to be able to breathe” –

“Accept my love.”

Ash smirked, “Alright then” – Ash swiftly nabbed Gary around his waist and rolled on top of him, pinning him down by sitting on his hips – Clefable (as they were pruning some flowers) turned away right on their heels without missing a beat, but Chimecho was up for a show –

“Ah,” Gary’s eyebrows furrowed, “I thought we already went over this dear – AHHEHHEHEHEAHAHAHAHAHA” –

“Kuch-kuch-kuch-kuch-kuch-coo~!” The tickle attack was brief, but it was enough to get Gary winded and wiping away some laugh tear beads. Ash kissed Gary’s nose, “I hear laughter is good medicine, so I’m prescribing at least one good laugh a day Gary.”

“Is that so Dr. Ketchum?” Gary held a half-smirk, rubbing Ash on his thighs, “Will I have you to look forward to ensure my dosage is correct~?”

Ash smiled more broadly, “I think you can look forward to a lot more than that~”

MMMMH THIS CORN BE GOOD X3

And that was enough for Gary to pull Ash in for deeper kiss, brief as it was, considering there is still company in the room, but it was enough to make Ash completely relax his body on top of Gary’s; the weight comforting.

For the record, that didn’t feel fake, Ash really does like making out with you Gary. OR DOES HE –

hhhhhhhhHIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.

They didn’t go any further than that, despite a mighty need rushing south. Ash rolled off to the side, and they nuzzled into each other, their heartstring shining a bit brighter from their interaction….h o w e v e r . . . . . . .

A knocking from their room door made Ash and Gary sit themselves up (Gary crossing his legs). Clefable opened the door to a tall policeman in a tan trench coat on the other side, Ash and Gary immediately recognizing the man as Looker from the International Police.

Go away :D

Looker tipped his head to Clefable who was ushering him in with bubbling kindness, he stood before the couple with a tight posture, “Ah Ash, and Gary! Gary, good to see you awake” –

You’re like the last person on earth to find out Investigator Bob.

“I don’t mean to intrude so suddenly, but Ash, I have a couple more questions I need to follow up on.”

“By all means,” Ash motioned for Looker to take a seat, “What’s up?”

A reminder Gary that you’ve been out for 11 days and don’t think for a second you’ve been caught up on ‘everything’ 8X –

*I could catch you up on everything.

8’))))))))

*Okay.

Gary sat back and watched Ash as he spoke with Looker, the questions were simple and not invasive by any means, yet, right in front of Gary, he watched the light slowly mute in Ash’s eyes as the conversation carried on. Looker was getting details about the, Espeon, although how many details can one get when Ash’s time with Espeon was so brief?

And, Gary….This is your first time hearing about what Espeon did to Ash, you know it threw Ritchie, Sparky, and Pikachu out the window, and that it stabbed Ash in the heart with the Catalyst, but to hear how it, smiled, how it, gloated, how it, enjoyed the sheer terror it wrought upon them all….As brief as it was, that’s one encounter that burns itself into the back of your brain. And you’re very, VERY glad that it’s very, VERY dead.

While Looker flipped through his notes, Gary brought Ash’s hand to hip lips and kissed it and Ash all but collapsed onto Gary leaning into him; Gary placed an arm around him. Looker was cross referencing testimony from the rest of Ash’s friends, he was trying to deduce if there were somehow multiple Espeons involved, or if it was just the one, or perhaps even another Ditto, “We’re just crossing our ‘t’s’ and dotting our ‘i’s’ here,” said Looker, “We want to make absolutely sure there was only one Espeon on the scene, and so far, everything adds up to one.”

“Well that’s a relief given that the one is dead,” said Gary flatly, *Now please, just, go* –

“As for the Ditto that was dispatched by Zekrom, it is troubling that it could split itself up into independent functioning pieces, unfortunately we’re unable to weigh its corpse to deduce if it was whole at the time of death as Zekrom fried it to a crisp” –

BECAUSE, THAT’S ALL YOU NEED RIGHT NOW IN THE BACK OF YOUR MIND. THANKS LOOKER, THANKS A FUCKING LOT –

“I’d like to interview Zekrom, but that’s maybe wishful thinking on my part.”

“If there were any remaining pieces, I’m sure Cobalion would have sniffed them out,” said Ash, “I have faith after what happened that Cobalion wouldn’t leave any stone unturned, neither would Zekrom, or any other legend that pitched in.”

Looker’s hand went to his chin, “This is true, and there have been reported sightings on Cobalion in the area, as well as Suicune, and Raikou. That is a safe assumption to make. Oh! I heard you spoke with Ho-oh the other day” –

“Yeah, I did, all we talked about was what to do with Moltres, Ho-oh has them fulfilling a penance for their actions.”

“A penance seems rather light if you ask me,�� said Looker.

HEAR HEAR~!

“But who am I to judge?”

YOU’RE A COP –

Looker stood up, readying to leave, “Well, seems my next move is to try and get a council with some of our legendary colleagues, I’ll be speaking with Lance and the Kanto League next,” Looker smiled, “You’ve been a great help Ash, greater than I think you’ll ever know.”

“Heh, I try.”

Looker nodded, wished the couple well, and took his leave with Clefable wishing him all the best.

Aside from REALLY WANTING TO KNOW MORE details on how Ash has been a big help, Gary was more mesmerized on Ash’s subtle transformation. To describe, it was as if a great action movie was playing, but it was muted. It was like looking at a beautifully intricate painting, but its colors were grey scale. Ash was still there, but his movements were more careful, and he was more quiet. There wasn’t a single trace of light in his eyes, but he smiled. He was willing and able to get up and move about, but tired quickly. When it was time to eat, he tried to eat more, but just couldn’t.

Gary recalled how in the Dark Place Ash’s eyes were completely black, empty, and now, as Ash goes about, his eyes lifeless, soulless, they may as well have been shadowed over by darkness.

Again Ash told everyone he was okay, whether they believed him or not this time, Gary paid no attention. Gary felt that inside, Ash was fighting a battle he couldn’t quite vocalize, but he trusted Ash to stay true to his word despite the slowly boiling turmoil within. It was feelings, painful feelings Ash just had to work through, feelings of loss, inadequacy, questions of self-worth, all the things Gary knew the answer to. He could tell Ash till he was blue in the face how much he means to him, but he may as well throw those compliments into the hole in Ash’s code. So Gary again left his trust with Ash that he’ll work through it. Now was the time, they’re getting themselves together. *It’s okay, it’s all going to be okay, it’s okay, it’s okay….*

Gary tried not to pay the quick spurts of pain across Ash’s face any mind, and let Ash process on his own time. If Ash needed Gary, he was right there. He would always be right there.

Regardless, it was torture.

“Ash….you okay?”

Ash answered truthfully, one hand gripped around the other’s wrist, “No.”

Suddenly you understand how Ash feels the need to help, because Gary, you would do anything right now to put all those awful emotions hurting him to rest. You’re not overlooking this, in fact you see it very much, and you see him favoring that wrist and his blue eye in nervous touches and rubs to the face…..

“What’s going through your mind Love?”

“……Mary, and her family.”

*INHALE*………. Can you…..NOT ONCE think for yourself? 8D Once upon a time, you used to have more investment in the story of Ash Ketchum, I QUITE remember that at the Silver League~!

“…..It’s just sad,” Ash continued, “…Mary, and her parents are going to go through a very, very ugly process….” Ash weakly picked up the borrowed com (who knows whom’s at this point), letting the weight of it move his wrist, “There’s a lot of angry, and scared, and hurt people right now.”

Gary gipped Ash’s hand holding the com – “Ash that’s not your responsibility” –

Ash’s hand shook, whatever answer he had for Gary was stuck in his throat, one that he probably handed out many times before in the time Gary was asleep, “….I just can’t sit and do nothing….”

“Ash, sweetheart,” exasperated, Gary wrapped his arms around Ash, “You have done so much, and I know I’m preaching to the choir here, but you started a Tourney to help fund Viridian’s recovery with not one, not two, not three – but four legendary Trainers coming in to assist! Looker is right, you’ve been a huge help already, please, please – PLEASE! Don’t take on anymore responsibility. You’ve got to rest – you have to rest!” –

For Gary’s sake as much as your’s! For your mother too! HELL EVERYONE IS PROBABLY SHELL-SHOCKED FROM THIS DX –

“I seriously doubt the Rangers are going to leave Mary and her family out to dry, and let me just take a wild guess here, but I’m sure Max has been by her side no?”

“He has.”

“Well alright then,” said Gary, “See? They’re going to have all the support in the world, don’t you worry.” And yet, Gary saw Ash make an ever so subtle disapproving face, “What is it?”

*If some of that support made it to Lisa, we probably wouldn’t be here right now,* Ash sighed through his nose, “It just, really sucks they have to go through this twice, losing their daughter, her sister, like that…” Ash turned away a little, his eyes downcast, “…..I spoke with her, like spoke-spoke, in the rubble of the hospital….I talked with her, I talked Lisa down…”

“You, talked her down?”

Ash looked full to Gary, “I did. And I know most people think I was crazy for even trying. She screamed, she cried, she was in so much pain….All that anger, all that rage, just, burned her completely inside and out, it, changed who she was, but I saw….I saw her, I saw Lisa. Just, Lisa….I wish….I wish someone else, anyone else – would have done the same, before it was too late, before she hurt so many, before she hurt herself….All it took was someone to reach out, just one, all it takes, is, just one voice…If I don’t say something…somebody else may never get the chance to themselves.”

Goddamn your boyfriend is fucking Master material. Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut –

“Ash,” Gary took Ash’s hand, he gave an empty laugh, he didn’t know how to feel, amazed yes, but, “You’re a…geeze, there are no words to describe the kind of person you are, you’re selfless, selfless – if someone looked up that word in the dictionary, they’d find your picture right next to it….But Ash….please, I know you care about people, I know you’d, give some stranger on the street the clothes off your back, but right now, there are plenty, plenty of helpers here. Voices will be heard, needs will be met, people and pokemon are getting help, so Ash, I’m, begging you, to please, please, please! Rest and look after yourself! I know you gotta do this, I know, I know, and that’s fine – but, I don’t know if you think taking care of yourself is selfishness – it is not – Ash…just, don’t forget about you….”

If you won’t protect yourself, then I will.

Their heartstring screamed Gary’s devotion to the point where Ash’s eyes got a little misty-eyed. In a flux of shared adoration, Ash kissed Gary, the two deepening the kiss as one, hands resting, and bracing upon the other, pulling back gently, both gazing into each other’s eyes, Gary’s thumb rubbing just to the side of Ash’s blue eye.

“Your voice,” said Ash in almost a breathless whisper, “Always brings me back to center…I’m so thankful for your voice Gary, I’m so thankful I have my mother and so many wonderful friends that I consider family to watch out for me….I’m sorry, at times it looks like I’m ignoring you, I haven’t…I haven’t always been there, as much as I should have” –

“You’re my rock Ash, yes you have, don’t think that” –

“And you’re mine, I” –

“I told you before, I don’t know what I would have done without you after Gramps passed, you saved me, you literally saved me…”

Their foreheads touched….. “….And you saved me. Gary, back there. You and Audi, I’m so lucky to have had two people reach into, into hell for me, and haul me back…” Ash squeezed Gary’s hand, and Gary squeezed back, “…Lisa felt like she didn’t have anyone, not even her own family…..” Ash looked away briefly, “It’s, not for me to say, because I don’t know, I don’t know what happened between Lisa and Mary, and it’s not my place at all to pass any hint of judgment…..I just, wish things had worked out better between them….”

What is this, fear? Fear. Fear….you feel in him…..Missing…..missing?

Gary kissed Ash’s nose, “Ash, you know no matter what, you have my support, you have my love, you have every single bit of me.” *Till the day I die…*

A desperate smile broke over Ash’s face, a soft hopeful light returning to his eyes, “Gary” –

Gary pulled him in for another long and cherished kiss.

#palletshipping #ash ketchum #gary oak

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y00sungshairpin-blog · 7 years

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OOKAY, I have a request! Maybe something super fluffy; it's MC's birthday and she keeps asking for a handmade gift. RFA+V, maybe? If you feel comfortable writing him. (I also don't mind if you want include Saeran or Vanderwood I LOVE THEM ALL. Up to you!) +_+ ♡

Hi! I love this concept so much and I’m so excited to write it! As always I hope it meets your expectations, if not I am always open to constructive criticism!

Yoosung:- OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD- when you first asked him he immediately said yes and he was so excited about it- but there he was, the day before your birthday, panicking because he had no idea what to make and how to make it - then it hit him- origamis!!- he looked up the most romantic ones and came across origami roses- he went crazy and made about 20 and glued them to a box- then he made an origami heart and attached it to the lid- after that he printed a picture of the two of you and placed it on the bottom of the box before covering it with cookies he’d just made- just in time for you to come back home and smell the cookies- “What no it’s just a new air freshener I bought”- as soon as the clock hit midnight he pulled out the box and gave it to you- your eyes widened as you observed the neatly folded paper all around it and you carefully opened it, making sure not to ruin it- when you saw the cookies you went nuts- you ended up finishing them together in less than one hour- and when you got to the bottom you picked up the picture- behind it was a lovely message written in his messy handwriting- needless to say that night was full of hugs and tears because this boy is so cute

Zen

- he would do anything for his princess- so of course when you hinted at the fact that you wanted a handmade gift he was happy to oblige- he had actually been thinking about it for a while, since he, too, had always wanted a handmade gift from you- his present was ready way before your birthday- which sucked because he now had to wait a whole week before giving it to you and seeing your reaction- so he started giving you hints on what it could be- you didn’t get it though- so when he finally gave you a small box sealed with a cute ribbon you had no idea what to expect- he looked at you excitedly as you opened the box and the look on your face changed- you took out a glass jar with a pink candle inside- “Zen did you actually make this?”- “Smell it”- you opened the jar and were invested with a sweet flowery scent- when you gave it a better look you noticed that the candle had small pieces of what looked like roses inside of it- you hugged Zen tightly and he smiled, proud of himself- how the hell did Hyun Ryu make a candle- you didn’t know but you absolutely loved it- but how the hell did Hyun Ryu make a candle

Jaehee- her time to shine- she was good at basically everything so it wasn’t hard for her to find something to make- you had been working together at the cafe for quite a while now and she knew that you were in need of a new apron- so she decide to make one for you herself- she made it very basic at the beginning but then started knitting pretty patterns on it and wrote “World’s Best Cook”, then crossed the last word and replaced it with Girlfriend- you were closing up the coffee shop after a particularly busy day and you suddenly heard the bells strike midnight, so she ran to the back and brought you your present- you immediately tried it on and twirled for her as she clapped excitedly- she was so glad it was the right size- you paused- “Does that mean I’m not world’s best cook?”- “Sorry sweetheart, I beat you on that”- you stuck your tongue out at her playfully before giving her a big hug and a kiss to show how grateful you were for her heartfelt gift - you couldn’t wait to show it off to the other rfa members and make them jealous- which they definitely were

Jumin- when he asked you what you wanted for your birthday he already had his wallet in hand, so after you asked him for a handcrafted gift he was very surprised- but he was not going to say no to his beautiful girlfriend - so he called Jaehee for help- because poor boy had never made something himself- luckily his assistant was very helpful - he got to work immediately, after being provided with all the necessary materials- Jaehee had told him to just make a necklace- but we all know our Jumin is EXTRA™- so he made a complete set- a wire necklace (with a liiiiittle tiny diamond in the middle because he’s still Jumin Han)- a bracelet made out of beads- a metal ring with a button on top- earrings with wire hooks and cute thread decorations - and a keychain with a complicated thread pattern because why not- so much for someone who had never crafted anything in his life- he put everything inside little boxes and placed them inside a designer handbag- he had to buy something he just couldn’t resist- he handed it to you and told you to look inside before you could even react- he wouldn’t admit it but he was actually proud of his creations- you almost cried when you opened the boxes - he had put so much effort into each jewel and they looked so well made- proud MC- you immediately wore all of them - proud Jumin- he genuinely looked so proud of himself- hiS LITTLE SMILE- after seeing him like this you would never even consider taking them off- until he forced you to do it because he was afraid the necklace would choke you in your sleep or something - dAD

707- he had initially thought it would be nice to make you another robot- but nevermind it would just be repetitive - sO- he got to work right away- it took him like three days but when he finally finished it he was satisfied with the result- one day before your birthday he handed it to you- “It’s already your birthday somewhere in the world”- really he was just impatient and wanted to see your reaction - it was a little book that was kind of falling apart but that’s alright- you opened it and there were like 200 pages, each one containing a quote from either you or him, that only the two of you knew about- basically all of your inside jokes were in there- this was the most heartfelt and personal gift you had ever gotten- also how come he remembered all of these? You had forgotten about half of them already- some made you laugh, some made you cringe until you got to the last page-there stood, word for word, everything he said when he first confessed his feelings for you-needless to say that was a very emotional night

V-photo album!!!-despite not being able to see very well, he meticulously put together a lovely book and sticked over two hundred photos to it-on your birthday he woke you up with some breakfast in bed and some cuddles before sliding under the covers next to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and placing the album on your lap-you started looking through it, careful not to accidentally tear the thin paper-some pictures were of the two of you during your various trips together, home for the holidays or with the other members of rfa-but half of them were pictures of you that you’d never seen before-you napping on his lap or on his shoulder, you looking somewhere in the distance, you laughing at who knows what-how was he so talented-“These pictures are really pretty”-“That’s how I see you”-“I think your version of me is a little bit more blurry”-that earned you a playful punch on the shoulder-(which turned into a tickle fight)

Saeran-“NO WAY I’m putting effort into something silly like that”-he was actually dying to do it-he felt like he had the best idea ever and he knew it would make you happy-so he bought everything he needed and got to work-not even hacking had ever been this tiring-and after stinging himself with a needle a couple of (hundreds of) times it was finally ready-he wrapped it up nicely and topped it off with a cute bow-when he gave it to you his cheeks were R E D-as soon as you unwrapped it your eyes widened and you were brought to tears by the sight of a little teddy bear holding a stuffed heart-you could see stitchings all around it but that’s what made it look so genuine and cute-you hugged it close and taking another look at it you noticed that “Saeran” was written in small letters on its back-“You said you weren’t gonna give me anything handcrafted?”-“Do you like it?”-you hugged him and kissed him in response-HE’S BLUSHING AGAIN THERE HE GOES-“I’ll take that as a yes”

Vanderwood-“oh man this woman is demanding” was the first thing that crossed his mind-he kept sighing and pondering for an entire day before deciding-it wasn’t much but you had asked for it so you were gonna take it-he got a block of wood and a sharp pocket knife and got to work-and of course being as talented and skilled as he was he got the job done in no time-when the day finally came he put the present in a bag and handed it to you-so much for presentation -you took the statuette and examined it for a while-it was you!-so he knew how to carve too-and it was really realistic as well-was there anything this man couldn’t do?-“Thank you so much! It’s beautiful!”-“For my next birthday you’d better repay my efforts” he responded, giving you a loud smooch on the forehead

#mystic messenger hc #mystic messenger headcanon #mystic messenger jaehee #mystic messenger yoosung #mystic messenger zen #mystic messenger 707 #mystic messenger #mystic messenger saeran #mystic messenger saeyoung #mystic messenger jumin #mystic messenger v #mystic messenger vanderwood #mystic messenger fluff #myw0rks

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ifdragonscouldtalk · 7 years

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Prompt: ok so Tony has been with alot of people, most of them have wanted something, money, fame etc. so imagine the day he realises that Steve loves him, like actually loves him, just for him, Steve refuses money, hates fame he Just wants tony (I imagine Tony being in the common room with the other avengers when he has this epiphany, like "oh")

wheeze I changed this a liiiiittle bit and I know it’s not the best I’m sorry, I haven’t been feeling super up to par the last few days. I hope you like it anyway.

It hits him like a train, fast and hard, knocking his breath away. A small “Oh” escapes him, and despite the lightness of it the team turns their heads. Maybe that was more because he had stopped dead in the middle of the hallway, staring at Steve like he was the most beautiful piece of tech he’d ever seen, who looked back quizzically.

“Oh,” he says again, just as breathless. And then Steve was there, where he hadn’t been before, touching him carefully, face full of worry.

“Tones? What’s wrong? Were you hurt? Is it your heart?” And Tony’s struck, again, by how much he cares about this man, how much he loves it when he worries and it’s not Captain America but it’s just Steve, he’s just Steve Rogers for a second, Tony Stark’s other half. The rest of the team is around him, worried questions tumbling off their lips, gentle hands tugging him into an empty room to sit. He silences them with a numb shake of the head, drinking in Steve’s face, God, he could stare at the man all day. Steve crouches in front of him, stroking his cheek.

“Then what’s wrong, Tones?”

He looked around, quiet for a moment as he tried to find his words past the numbers and schematics that were far more easier for him to make sense of. If it were anyone else, these people probably would’ve dismissed it. But it was him, and he did this so often it was sad, and they still cared. He looked at Steve.

“You like me,” he breathed, and it was addressed to all of them, but it was to Steve. And Steve, wonderful Steve, quirked his smile, all perfect teeth and twinkling eyes and humor.

“Well, yeah, hon. It comes with the territory, you know.”

“You like me,” he whispered. “You... You like ME. Me.” Steve was worried again, a small frown as he took Tony’s hands, rubbing them gently.

“Sweetheart, I don’t like you.” Steve looked at him earnestly, and although Tony could probably guess what he was going to continue with, his heart still broke just a little at the words. “I love you, Anthony Stark. What’s this about.”

And he was being stupid, he knew. “You like me.” He didn’t know any other way to put it. Steve was trying to interpret it, he knew, he could see it in the little crinkle around his eyes and his pursed lips, and how he gripped his hands tighter, like he might leave if he didn’t.

“Gattino,” Natasha said softly, and he glanced at her. “Of course we like you. You are the one who saved the world, gatto. Not your money, your power, your fame, your things. You, gattino, you saved us, saved everyone.” And he could see the moment Steve understood, how his eyes cleared up and he got that soft sad look on his face that always came when Tony revealed too much, like Steve was going to love him for the rest of his life just to make up for things other people did.

“Tony,” he breathed as he leaned close. “Do I look like the kinda guy who does this for fame, or money? Hell, you had to beg me to move out of my apartment in Brooklyn. You think I care whether you wear a suit and take me to the ball, or order Dominos and pirate Star Wars? Because I don’t.” Tony almost wanted to cry, only his pride would never allow that shit.

“You like me,” he breathed reverently, like he still couldn’t believe it. “Steve Rogers likes Tony Stark.” Steve laughed a little.

“Everyone better like Tony Stark, if they’re talking to me.”

Tony surged upwards, kissed him. Like he would never kiss anyone again, like he had never kissed anyone before.

Later, alone in their bedroom, then he would cry. He would cry from joy, and Steve would hold him and kiss him and sing and croon, and they would be good, because Steve loved him. Not what he had, or what he could do. And God, that was beautiful, that was so beautiful. It was supposed to be normal, Tony had been told that. But it wasn’t, did anyone understand that wasn’t normal, for people to like him?

Steve did.

Steve had no trouble reminding him, every day of their lives, how much he loved him.

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PENO- Prototype Transcript

(The first thing we see is a pair of three friends on a boat, a sparkly, superhero-looking girl, a feline/human hybrid wizard and a neon-colored purple boy telling them a funny story)

???: Then, ignoring me and Mom's warnings, my dear ol' Dad found the racoon under the trailer and his flannel shirt was never the same again!

(The other two laugh)

???: Dude, you tell the best stories!

???: Yeah, you should be a comedian!

???: I should, shouldn't I?

???: Yeah, yeah!

???: *Looks at his watch* Say, since it's lunchtime, what do you want, folks?

???: A cheeseburger.

???: *Holding a fishing pole* Sushi.

???: In that case friendo, me and Gem are gonna go get some fast food at a joint somewhere since I'm really craving hotdogs right now.

???: Sounds good, I'll guard the boat!

???: Good.

???: See ya!

(The wizard rowed the boat to shore so the other two can step out, leaving him alone for a bit)

???: And now, for some "me" time. ^__^

(He hummed as he opened up a can of magic, glowing worms and when he tries to put it on the hook, be accidentally pierces his finger)

???: Ouch!~ whoops...

(He plucks the hook off his finger and magically fixes the wound in his finger with a vital of a neon yellow oil he dabs on the said-wound, instantly healing it)

???: Good ol' hyper-frankincense.

(He sets up the bait properly and casts it into the water~ a few seconds later, a large ball of light quickly shot out of the water and onto the boat)

???: GYAAA!! *in his head* This is just like the great potion-mix up all over again!!

(He took a closer look as the light faded to reveal a girl with red hair and a white dress curled up in fetus position)

???: Oh?

(The girl woke up, stretched out and yawned adorably)

???: Hello there, what's your name?

???: BabyDoll.

???: That's cute, it really fits you.

BabyDoll: *Blushing* Thanks again, you're too kind~ and your name is?

???: My name is-

(Wish's two friends return)

???: Wish, we're back!

???: How about that cruise-line food?

Wish: *To BabyDoll* That's my name!

Wish: I got something even better than sushi, friendos!

???: Oh?

???: And who is that?

???: Gem, Ted, this is BabyDoll.

BabyDoll: Hello.

Ted: Hi!

Gem: Hey there, what brings you here?

BabyDoll: ....I am searching for somebody.

Ted: *Notices how childlike she seems to be* Is it your Mom?

BabyDoll: If my Mother was a wanted thief and part-time internet troll, then yes.

Wish: Oh, my!

BabyDoll: But in all seriousness, I need to go, fast, before he steals yet another precious artifact! *she is about to run until Ted speaks up*

Ted: Wait, maybe we can help you...

BabyDoll: You can?

All Three: Sure!

BabyDoll: Thank you for your offer.

Gem: So who is this person exactly?

BabyDoll: His name is "Charlemagne Chartreuse" and for his crime sprees involving stealing the crown jewels of powerful figures across the world, hacking countless computers and Rick-Rolling the great Erin of the East during one of their speeches~ he is branded as Public Enemy Number One.

Wish: He sounds like a real wild card...

Gem: More like a pest.

Ted: Did he ever go to prison and just happened to break loose?

BabyDoll: Nope~ he's super elusive and after countless tries of catching him, all authority figures have failed miserably to even see him in real life since 1998, the year he tried to hijack that giant red robot....oh wait that might have been a year earlier.

All: Woaaaaah....

BabyDoll: After learning about him on the news, I was determined to find him~ no one thought that a mermaid princess at such a young age could actually be able to even nearly catch a thief but somehow, I did, once....when I was a little girl stumbling about in the dark, I saw him for myself, trying to steal my parent's crowns and I since I knew they where gonna be unhappy about their stuff being missing, I simply punched him in the gut and yelled for my parents about a creeper in the throne room; but when the whole nation learned about my rare encounter, they believed I was lucky enough to come across him again so they granted me the body of a superhuman powerful enough to finally catch him, beat him at his game and get him out of the galaxy's hair forever.

Gem: So when do we go looking for this guy?

BabyDoll: News reports have speculated him arriving in the museum tonight at 11pm sharp to steal the legendary golden anchor so we're gonna hide in the nearby artifacts and keep a look out for him, then when he shows up, we quietly sneak up on him and break all his bones so he won't steal or hack anything again!

Gem and Ted: Cool!

Wish: Sounds dark and a liiiiittle complicated, so maybe we should freeze him?

BabyDoll: What if he thaws out?

Wish: What if he goes to the hospital to get an operation?

BabyDoll: Touché, pussycat.

Ted: It's settled, we should do both!

Gem: Wouldn't it be smarter to throw him in jail....on top of all three of your suggestions?

The Other Three: *Beat* Yeah! :D

(We cut to much later where we see them entering a museum, juuuust before it closes)

Manager: Thank you for touring our museum, have a nice time.

Gem: Thanks!

Ted: *Whispers* So when do when do we start hiding?

BabyDoll: In about 15 minutes, enough time for us to find the golden anchor.

Wish: Good thinking.

Gem: There it is!

(Gem pointed to the anchor on display, fawned over by a crowd of people)

Ted: In all of it's glory, too.

Wish: It's beaaaaauuuutiful!

BabyDoll: I wonder if it was a gift to a powerful figure...

Gem: Seriously, they wasted all that gold for a freaking anchor?

BabyDoll: Alright, that's enough of the commentary, we gotta hide fast!

(They spot a huge vase and squeeze inside of it, but Wish popped out since admittingly it wasn't that huge~ ^^')

Wish: *To the Vase* What am I, chopped liver?

(He spotted a statue of your typical Pieta piece)

Wish: Perfecto!

(He put 2 variants of magic dust on Mary's robes that made it as if it was actual fabric so he could fit snug underneath and keep an eye out for Charlemagne but moments later, he still hasn't shown up!)

BabyDoll: Where the booger is he supposed to be?

Ted: Yeah, it’s half-past midnight, what's taking him so long?

Gem: Maybe he had to take a not-so-quick stop at the little boy's room?

BabyDoll: Maybe it was just a wild rumor blown out of proportion, sorry I had you guys caught up in this ruse, we should just go home...

Ted: Don't feel bad.

Gem: It was kinda fun hanging out with you today, even if we didn't get to catch a thief.

(They got out of the vase, but ended up getting stuffed into a duffel bag, where they found Wish)

Wish: Guys, Charlemagne is in the building!

BabyDoll: We can tell.....KAMEHAMEHA!!

(BabyDoll blasted herself and her friends out of the bag and into Charlemagne's face)

Charlemagne: AAAAAAARGH, I CAN'T SEE!

BabyDoll: Call it karma, Charlie Brownish-Green!

Charlemagne: It's you, the little twerp who ratted me out to the king and queen~ you'll never be able to catch me, ever!

(BabyDoll grabbed Charlemagne's ankle)

BabyDoll: I can!

(And then she bodyslammed him)

BabyDoll: And I will!

(Again...)

BabyDoll: I can!

(And again~ you probably see where this gag is going.)

BabyDoll: And I will!

(Wish got his elements together and casted a frost spell on Charlemagne, freezing him into a giant block of ice)

Charlemagne: *In his head* And to think, I thought I'd never met a popsicle I never liked.

Gem: Hey wait, how do we get out of the museum?!

Ted: Easy!

(Ted pushed the cold turkey into the duffel bag from before and attempts to smash a nearby window with him until the rest stop him)

All: DEAR GOD, NO!

Wish: If only I brought the right materials for us to phase out of the walls...

Gem: Actually we could ask one of the museum guards nicely to let us out!

Wish and Ted: Okay!

BabyDoll: And how do we know none of them fell aslee-*She spots one of the guards shaking hands with Gem*....Very well. :3

(Cut to the police station, where the gang present the bag to a cop at the local station)

BabyDoll: Man, I wonder how hyped my folks are gonna be when they hear about this!

Gem: Yeah, we're heroes!

BabyDoll: Thanks guys, I couldn't have done it without you...

Cop: Yup, it's Charlemagne alright, come take a look-'n-see.

(They are shown a crude doodle of a leprechaun-man exclaiming: "You'll never catch me Lucky Charlemagne!!" and holding a cereal box with Charlemagne's stuffed inside grinning with a drill in his hand)

Ted: ....Maybe I should have gotten that hole in the bag patched up.

(And the chaos continues...next time)

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