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yowyowyaoi · 10 months

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Tobi’s Daily Texts from the Akatsuki

From Sasori

What exactly do you expect me to say to that?

Donuts outside your door. Peace offering.

I’m sure it’s just as scared of you as you are of it.

No it’s three. THREE leaves are bad.

I’ll have Deidara give it to you but from now on if you idiots choose to keep going out without sunscreen I’m no longer treating the burn.

I noticed. But we all have secrets. That one is yours.

I’ve long forgotten the taste of food but if you think you can do a better job than Konan, by all means tell her. I’m sure she’ll take it well.

From Zetsu

What would he even be to you? Uncle? Grandpa? Great-grandpa?

Patience, sunshine and a lottttttt of sugar.

He wouldn’t be very pleased that you’re letting one immature blonde ruin your focus this way …

No I HAD to eat him. His screaming would have attracted the enemy.

Your eyes look atrocious have you been using the drops??

Don’t kill it until I get there! They make great snacks 😋

I get that but sleep is important too kid.

Pls tell me you’re not the one who ate it all. Please. Please.

From Hidan

I mean maybe if you had a bigger dick but I’m not even sure the puppet has one at all so idk man 🤷‍♂️

Geez I wasn’t that drunk was I?

You’ve got some balls on you bastard but fuck yes I’m in!! 😈 Funniest shit ever.

So get out of bed and come hang out. Just laying there all day ain’t helping shit.

It’s rated R but only for the sex shit. Don’t worry I know what a little bitch you are about scary movies 🙄

You snitch on me and tomorrow you wake up with your severed hand shoved up your ass 😇

Stop being such a stingy mf you don’t even like ribs asshole!

Not as weird as you think. He’s very flexible for a geezer

No you’d be perfect for it. Nobody could read your face bc of that fucking mask!

Don’t let Konan see she’d kill both of us and then dig us up to fuck us up again 😓

From Kisame

Itachi insists I ask you to join us, so please come.

There isn’t one in your closet and even if there was, why would you send ME after it?!

God are you and Itachi related or something?! I can’t get either one of you to stop with the damn sweets!

PLEASE stop jumping on the bed I gotta get up in 3 hours I need SLEEP 😡

Stop asking me 1000 questions every time you watch the Discovery Channel 😑

From Nagato

I’m tired of speaking to you three about the same damn issues every single week. You are all grown men and I should not have to babysit you.

If I’m getting complaints from people OUTSIDE of this group? Then, yes, it is a problem.

Do as you see fit but remember your missions take precedence above all.

I’d advise you to keep in mind that he’s only 19 years old, and he already has that hair-trigger temper.

At least on this one point we can agree: white-haired “mentors” are the worst.

What makes you think Sasori would make a good Pein-body for me?

From Kakuzu

You realize every cloak you tear up I’M the one hand sewing the replacement??

You Deidara Hidan all need to clean your rooms you’re making the house smell like a public toilet 😡

Only if YOU want to be the one to go out and catch the bounty to afford that.

I would suggest you stay focused on your missions. This is a serious organization, not a highschool.

I doubt that. I’m rarely surprised, brat.

Be a lot easier to treat it if you took that damn mask off and let me SEE it, kid.

Not complaining about the money but … how did you get it so fast 🤨

Konan says it was you, you say it was Itachi. Wonder what Itachi’s going to tell me.

No. And anyway you’re old enough to know that “love potions” aren’t real.

From Konan

Dinner’s ready!

You know that’s a completely inappropriate question to ask a woman, right?

Come see me later I’ll use the good shampoo and then give you a trim 😊

The other things I don’t mind but everyone is responsible for their own underwear.

Just go play with the one that Itachi absolutely does not have in his room.

Okay but FIVE SEPARATE PEOPLE came to me and told me they saw you playing with it right before it “mysteriously broke”. 😒

Not saying the muscles are impressive. But. 🫣

From Itachi

I’ve found that massaging the lids for half an hour and then resting with a cold cloth over them really helps.

I saw. I couldn’t believe how tall he’s gotten 😢

I’ll let you read it when I’m done. It helps with a lot of the overwhelming feelings.

I’m not scared at all. I just don’t want Kisame to be around to see it happen.

Honestly? I don’t trust that old man and I don’t think you should either, cousin.

A few bad teeth is probably the least of my health concerns, ha ha 🙃

Come walk with me. Give you a chance to breathe for a while.

Yeah but the thing about dreams is at some point, you’ve got to wake up.

We’re both young and strong. Together with Sasuke we could do it. And be free.

Are you kidding? That movie would have BOTH of them pissing their pants. 🤣

No matter what he’s just going to find an excuse to fine you for it and take it out of your pay.

Ugh I tried but the way he eats everything super rare? And then licks the blood off the plate?? 🤢

From Deidara

Well you know he’s immortal so, never.

A big box of dangos and like half a cherry pie. You can have it but do NOT let me catch you eating everything at once.

We leave in 20 min. Don’t forget your pack this time.

No Kakuzu thinks Hidan did it and I’m not gonna correct him, and NEITHER ARE YOU.

That’s … pretty gay, ngl

Socks first, then shoes. Not sock shoe sock shoe. If there was a fire you’d be running out with one foot naked. Who tf raised you?!

Yeah I made it for you. I know you like turtles. And no it doesn’t explode.

I dare you to say that to him

Heyyyy you got $30 I can borrow 😅

No really DID you hide my clay?!

Me, Hidan and Uchiha. You’re coming too.

The way one loves a *friend*, yes

Did the salmon give you the shits too?? God my asshole feels like it’s melting 😫

#tobi #obito uchiha #texting #the akatsuki #deidara #sasori #hidan #kakuzu #itachi uchiha #zetsu #konan #nagato #kisame hoshigaki #Akatsuki Daily Texts Series #implied tobidei?

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1doesnotsimplyhavejust1fandam · 2 years

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You really cannot tell me that numerous members of the senior staff didn’t try to get Charlie to take a quick cat nap every time he and Bartlet would return from a trip at 3 or 4 in the morning. I can see it so clearly too. Toby’s up late writing a speech and hasn’t left bc he can’t put it down when he’s found the words, and he sees the whole group return to the West Wing, secret service agents, staffers, Charlie, and all and pauses in his writing. Goes and sets himself up quickly in Sam’s office real quick and then heads to the outer room of the Oval to get Charlie to take a nap on his couch, hoping he’s actually successful this time. Or Sam roaming the halls, having just retrieved some snacks from the mess, almost bowls over Charlie in his haste to get back to perfecting a speech that Leo and Toby entrusted him with and he’s gotta fine tune until morning for. He tells Charlie he should get some sleep and that Sam knows where Toby’s spare key is bc he and Josh have been trading it off between them for weeks during the busiest times in the year for each of them. Sam doesn’t actually let Charlie get a word in, hyped up on caffeine as he is, but he doesn’t retrieve the soft blanket he has hiding in a corner cabinet of his own office and returns just as Charlie is actually falling asleep. CJ’s doing her damndest, trying to stave off some morning show from leading with the latest mini-scandal for the Administration and hears the stampede of staffers returning to the West Wing. She takes a quick glance at the clock, immediately thinking about the ruined sleep schedules of staffers, and heads out to retrieve Charlie. There’s a lot more protesting on Charlie’s end here, and CJ suggests leaving Deanna a quick message to let her know that Charlie’s back in D.C., which earns her a moment of silence from a hyped up Charlie on a roll, just enough time to drag him away from his desk and get him situated on her own couch. She narrowly outwits his reasons for staying awake, briefly considering smothering him with a pillow just to get him unconscious, but instead goes to close her blinds and lock her door, deciding that he deserves an hour alone to actually sleep peacefully and she can do some work at Carol’s desk for the time being, hopefully. Josh has already faced a concerned Donna and a suspicious Leo himself because he’s been consistently staying so late, so when he sees Charlie through his open door, he sees an opportunity to be a little bit of a hypocrite about sleep deprivation with the kid he sees as his little brother. He catches up to Charlie and wraps an arm around his shoulders, making small talk (aka policy talk) like it isn’t getting steadily lighter outside by the minute and neither of them have slept a wink. Josh goes for the indirect path, but Charlie just fires back about how Josh isn’t sleeping when he could be, so why should Charlie, and Josh’s only response is to do as he says, not as he does, which does not impress Charlie in the slightest. Josh goes for the Hail Mary and says he’ll tell Mrs. Landingham (or Debbie) about his refusal, which has a 93% chance of the President himself finding out because neither woman is particularly silent when it comes to Charlie making bad health choices. Charlie acquiesces and Josh deposits him on Toby’s couch, stealing Sam’s blanket and making sure the blinds to the office are all closed, the door locked.

Charlie is their collective little brother, and they all care a lot about him, even if they’re incredibly annoying about it at all times. Charlie knows this, and it’s what allows him to actually take a nap, knowing they’ll wake him if he’s needed for anything.

#charlie young #the west wing #west wing #toby ziegler #sam seaborn #cj cregg #josh lyman #deanna young #leo mcgarry #donna moss #jed bartlet #carol fitzpatrick

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480pfootage · 2 years

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SWSH Characters as Undertale and Deltarune songs

It's very long as I also added a reasoning on why i chose the song but-

I'll be making a youtube video with the songs n also sum small illustrations later probably...

Sonia - Lost Girl or Ferris Wheel Both songs are pretty similar and do play right after each other in the game, but idk they both fit Sonia. A feeling of waiting for someone to come back or to get noticed. Maybe wanting your childhood back to when everything was okay could be like how Leon and her just got further apart from each other as Leon continued being the champion. I know that Sonia is a more upbeat person but eh.

Leon - Song That Might Play When You Fight Sans Alright Toby Fox did work on his battle tower song so- Anyways- The song reminds me of when you’re battling Leon in the champion battle. There’s a sense of “oh shit I gotta win this” but still being playful and trying to give a show of not being phased (and also being cool for the fans watching in the stadium). Also the leitmotif of Papyrus being added in is just mwah. I could pull a lot of connections with Hop and Papyrus so just the connection between them in the song is yeah.

Rose - Wrong Enemy !?

This picture. Just this picture. You silly little fuck, Rose. (Also just wanted to add how Rose gives me Asgore vibes but he will never be as cool or as divorced as him).

Oleana - Attack of the Killer Queen Reminds me of the big battle you have with her to intercept Leon and Rose’s meeting. A sense of urgency and a sense to just make sure the player doesn’t get to interrupt them. Also it gives me of a slowly ticking bomb of Oleana exploding her anger onto u.

Victor - Alphys?? I’m not very sure for Victor tbh. I see him as someone who is shy, doesn’t speak much (haha silent protag), but none of the songs really convey that so he’ll have to be stuck with Alphys. Both him and Gloria are the protags so.. Nothing really canon about them and their pokespe vers…. scary.

Gloria - She’s Playing Piano I like to imagine her happily (and aggressively) playing piano from inside her home and it can be heard all throughout Postwick

Hop - Field of Hopes and Dreams He is literally a field of hopes and dreams (that you crush). Upbeat sorta song n really gives that hopeful feeling Hop had before going thru character development (and also the admiration for Leon). I almost chose “Bird That Carries You Over a Disproportionately Small Gap” as an analogy for his journey but this song fits more.

Marnie - Spider Dance??? I'm so sorry I couldn't think of one with her. Spider Dance reminds me of battling Marnie n I guess her goal of being champion throughout the game. The little note stairs at the beginning of the song really fit her I think.

Bede - Smart Race or It’s Pronounced Rules Are you telling me this guy doesn’t remind you of Berdley. Especially during Berdley’s “Bluebird of Misfortune” part. With Bede being an orphan and all and also getting abandoned by Rose, he probably just wants validation and to do things right. But also “It’s Pronounced Rules” because the regal vibe just fits him during his snobbish asshole phase

Milo - You Can Always Come Home I would’ve picked “Home” for him, but idk this version speaks out more to me. It just sounds more homely?? Plus the new leitmotifs from Deltarune also add really nicely to it (not to mention I headcannon Milo to be able to play guitar n the little squeaks the guitar gives in this one rlly makes me think of him playing it to his wooloos)

Nessa - Mysterious Place Gives a very watery feel. We don’t know much about Nessa and she’s usually calm (only losing her cool when losing a battle but quickly recovering) so I think it fits. I would’ve chosen “Waterfall” but I don’t really think Undyne’s(?) or the Ruin’s leitmotifs fit her.

Kabu - Uwa!! So HEATS!!♫ I’m very on the nose with this one aren’t I. It just gives very old man vibes okay I’m sorry. Just him sitting in a hot spring with a lil towel on his head and this funky little tune playing.

Bea - Stronger Monsters The song gives a very fighting game vibe and also the determination Bea has to become stronger. Also I feel like it could go over a training montage of her or somethin (with Machamp definitely in it).

Allister - Darkness Falls The chimes(?) give off a very Allister vibe. The song plays if you choose to give up after dying in Deltarune n I think that really tells of the trauma Al went thru to get his little ahoge ghost powers, though he didn’t give up in the end. Also just want to mention “Ghouliday” for him. Yeah. Don’t ask.

Opal - Oh! Dungeon Chaotic. Scary. @pechadream has inspired me to think of Opal as somewhat like Mettaton. The quizzes, puzzles, and dramatism that these two give are just…….. Yeah. The intensity of this song reminds me of Opal, very pink.

Melony - A Town Called Hometown Melony’s a mom so the feeling of homeliness is just really apparent with her. I like the little sprinkly noises in the song since it reminds me of snow and Melony is an ice type leader n all. Plus the leitmotifs of “Don’t Forget” during the “Don’t forget, I’m with you in the dark..” part in the song just- it’s just Melony and Gordie’s relationship okay- All the unconditionally love even with them arguing, yeah.

Gordie - Dogbass or Death by Glamour Gordie is a very eccentric guy, very cool guy also. Seen by how he backflips n does all those cool gymnastic tricks I think it fits in like a cool entrance song or something lol. Also I can see Gordie just jamming out to the little tune before striking a pose at the end. Death by Glamour is also something I can see Gordie jamming to. He is stirking poses any chance he gets, he is so cool. (also imagining him being dramatic to the song’s drops n stuff are just mwah).

Piers - Susie Includes a guitar, very rock and cool. Could’ve picked Vs. Susie but that has too many instrumentals and would’ve made it “too much work” for Piers. Sounds like a cool hero swooping in to save the day (post-game?)

Raihan - My Castle Town Okay this is probably not accurate at all but it’s my post I get to do what I want. I can see Raihan listening to this as he reads his books n studies about battling and history up in Hammerlocke castle. It’s not really the “battle side” of him and more of him just being him when he’s alone and not having to put up his persona. Also I just really love this song (I was top 1% of Toby Fox’s listeners because of this song on Spotify lol).

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askfallenroyalty · 2 years

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I feel you shouldn't worry about making your DW arc unjossable for all of Deltarune as a whole. Literally anything could immediately be jossed once future chapters come out, so why restrict your story so much if something could throw a wrench into it later? I think it'd be better to just work with what we currently have now and make your story with that in mind instead of worrying about it stayinlng canon compliant when future chapters release.

// I feel you anon and its really sweet of you to try to reassure me but I gotta disgree. sorry.

//I did that with Chapter 1 and I missed the mark SO hard I don't want to repeat this. I want to make it as grounded to UT or it's own internal logic that fits that. instead of basing it on loose ideas and guesses, I want to have a solid base to work off of. (plus, restriction creates creativity!)

here's an example

my plan: oh have it established we can't go inside these houses and go meet ralsie :-) this ask: oh wait yeah that makes total sense, it'd be out of character for susie not to at least try if prompted. this would be a fun character interaction to see chara root for Susie making a mess wait shoot what would be behind the door? well, the rest of Ralsie's world (the ??? area) is a desolate destroyed place that's had a catastrophe. maybe this house is charred and in ruins from a poisonous darkness?

a combo of: thinking on the fly, working with very little we know about the darkworld creates this completely jarring place that doesn't fit within canon at all. castle town acts completely separate from ??? area, it's a paper town that's replaced with real buildings once new residents move in. i completely misread the area and yeah, its fair i was only working with what i had, but it dates and distorts the story terribly.

now imagine that to a scale of having Ralsei, a known mystery box of a character and then gaster. Toby could like, idk, release chapter 3+ while i'm working on this and i'd look like a total clown

i still like gaster as a narrative tool because we know just enough and he's accepted by so much fanon that nobody is going to take fault that I've characterized him in this-or-that way. he's free real-estate baby! well, within reason. we do know somewhat of his characterization.

at the very least Limbo would be something that's not connected to Deltarune's story and characters, so it doesn't run into this problem nearly as much. i hope my decision makes more sense now ;v;

#ooc #not art

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vi-inylrecord · 1 month

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HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY TO TOBY MY FAV 💕 (at least, one of em)

i know, i know, i’m lazy… BUT i hadn’t been able to hear for like 5 days until now and every. single. time. i used any sort of light source my eyes would water 😭‼️‼️ but i’m good now n on amoxicillin

so, for his birthday, i feel like i should post (some of) my fav headcanons !!

also drew him so uh if you’re interested in that check it out !!!!!!

I - when driving with lyra right before the crash, she had the aux and was playing some sort of popular girly song. although he doesn’t remember what song or why he practically despises it, he knows the song has some sort of significance because he heard sally listening to it on some old boombox jeff found and he started violently ticking and got a severe ringing in his ears (starting off strong with some angst 💕)

II - i see some people that say his “father” ruined alcohol for him, but honestly… i could see his resentment for his father being stronger than his distaste for alcohol so he totally drinks on occasion. like, he has this very strong “fuck you dad, i’ll do whatever i want !! you can’t ruin that for me” attitude that RADIATES off him. also, considering the CIPA, he doesn’t get very bad hangovers (LUCKY BASTARD ??!??)

III - i also see a lot of people saying that his music taste would be alex g and car seat headrest, a bunch of male manipulator music, but… that man listens to midwest emo. like, his original design?!???1( THE SIDESWEPT FRINGE ?!??(?!1 yeah. he listens to ptv. (saliva, ptv, get scared, american football, shinedown, and probs even picked up some heavier music ((i.e. sludge/nu metal like acid bath and mushroomhead)) from jeff)

IV - knows when to keep his mouth shut, he just doesn’t feel like it most of the time or has some smartass retort he’s just GOTTA say (realest)

V - his canon ticks are cracking his neck, bending backwards, and like one other one i always forget… building off of that, i feel like he’d also erratically twist his head to the side as if someone slapped him across the face (wonder where he got THAT from…), clack his teeth in like a biting motion, whistle, imitate water droplets (YK WHAT I’M TALKING ABT), and he uh… randomly yells “FUCKFACE”. specifically because it was what he liked calling his dad 😭

VI - i imagine him as somewhere undefined on the ace spectrum, like 60% of the time he’ll be sex-repulsed and the other 40% he’s uh. fuckin’ odd to say the least. omniromantic with a male lean and is violently trans-masc (OMG ME TOO !!?!! not self projecting guyz i swearrrrrrrrrr🙁🙏‼️)

VII - he’s german, we all know that, but bro. PERSONALLYYYYY i think he’s german, some irish n italian, and native american !! give that guy some depth 🙁 also, his skin is like an olive-y tone and it’s pretty tan, just not as tan as it could be because he was homeschooled (meaning he probs spent most of his time inside), and the tree canopies of the forest provide quite the shade from the sun.

VIII - he knows how to cook/bake but his ticking kinda interferes with it so he doesn’t do it often, but when he does he makes little treats like mini bundt cakes or german chocolate muffins, and one time cooked pancakes n bacon for all the creeps he’s close with (he cut some livers in halves kinda like butterflying and made it into “livercakes” for ej… 😭

that’s all my brain could conjure up !! thank you for reading it all if you did and notes/rb are always appreciated, never expected !

have a nice day/night 💕🎀🐺

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scary-lasagna · 4 years

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A Different Kind of Fear || Toby Rogers

[TW: Depressive themes, social anxiety, family death]

The scratchy pillow agitated Toby’s skin as tears rubbed into the fabric. The sickly feeling of sticky tears and a hot, puffy face caused the teen to hide away in his new corner of the manor and curl up under the standard white quilt. The bland feeling of the fabric did nothing to comfort his loneliness. All it did was torment him of sadness from the previous nights with a reminder of tearstains blotching the cloth.

It was barely his first week at the manor, and adjusting has not gone well. Everyone seemed to have little to no interest in his presence; And if they did, it was always negative attention. Slender tried to assure this this was all part of a “initiation process” that the boys did, but Toby begged to differ after he received a crude error message on his phone from the blonde sitting across from him.

Any and all conversations have lead to him either being ignored or belittled by his new peers. They’ve asked crudely about his stutter and all of his tics that he accidentally brought to the table in a fit of anxious nerves. Their amused chuckles reminded him all too well of the shadowing laughs of foul-play in high school. His tics were shameful, he was ugly, and no one cared about him anymore. The only person he’s sure who loves him is Lyra. And she’s dead.

And just the way Jeff grimaced at him for mentioning his interests muted Toby for the rest of the day entirely. It caused a silent but deadly rejection that spiraled until he couldn’t take it. Something as simple as being looked at the wrong way triggered him into a sense of worthlessness and indescribable shame. All he required now was to hide his face from the world and pretend he didn’t exist.

They’ve finally shut him off, and he’s preparing to hoard food and spend the next few days in his room to isolate himself from any social contact and reboot. That’s all he needed for now. A safe space, and somewhere to hide away from the scary, judgmental world outside of his room.

“Hey! Dinner’s ready, kid.” A harsh thump on the wooden door jolted Toby’s anxiety, and he nearly started another crying spell again. He was late for dinner, what would they think? That he’s a lazy piece of shit that sleeps all day? Or he finally caved in and realized his hatred for the kind people and creatures who took him under their wing when he needed it most? Slender would be disappointed in him and-

“Hey kid, didya’ hear me?” Tim rattled the door again with his fist. Toby waited for the shuffle of fading footsteps that would descend the nearby flight of stairs. But they never surfaced over the deafening silence. The brunette buried his quivering lip into the pillow that was due for a much needed heap of laundry softener. “Tobias?”

The oppressing guilt finally got to him, and a choked sob slipped his puffy lips. Toby couldn’t believe how much of a pain he was being to everyone. Now Tim has to ruin his day and his precious time to drag him out of a depression cocoon. He’s being such a fucking a child; Why not just suck it up and go to dinner?

The brass doorknob jostled and clicked. A memory of Slender mentioned there’s a spare key on the archway of the door flickered through his vision. God! How could he forget? The boy clawed into the pillow with a frustrated whine, praying to any god that he’d do something right for once in his miserable life. Failure, rejection, and being a dumbass seemed to be his constant specialty.

“Are you okay?” Even if Toby hadn’t heard his voice, he knew the unique sound of Tim’s rustling cargo jacket. When Toby stayed silent, Tim didn’t falter, and he stared at the brunette’s lame form under the covers while Toby swallowed his pride. He refused to answer, and held his breath in hopes Tim would think he’s peacefully asleep.

“Even if you were asleep, I hope you know I’m an asshole and would wake you up for fun.”

No response.

Tim coughed and shuffled, “I hope you’re alive, at least?” A large hand grasped his shoulder, and Toby couldn’t stop the reaction of sitting up with an inward hiss from the unwanted touch.

Toby couldn’t bare to meet his eyes. After all he’s been through? He’s crying at bullshit like this?

“Did someone hurt you?” Tim’s gruff voice lowered, and he invited himself on Toby’s bed. The boy silently shook his head, and pulled the top of his hood over his eyebrows. Tim paused in thought before speaking, “Did...someone say something mean?” We’re they actually being mean? Or did he just perceive it that way from overreacting like he’s always done? Toby shrugged, for he didn’t know.

“Do you wanna know a secret?” Tim scooted closer, and the warmth on his leg radiated through Toby’s sweatpants onto his cold skin. Or at least that’s what he thought it was. Temperature has always been strange to him. “They’re doing this bull on purpose so they can make you depend on them when the week’s up. They do it to everyone and it’s really fucked.”

“W-What?” Toby turned his head slightly, not enough to meet Tim’s eyes, but just enough to get a glimpse of his dark locks.

“Don’t beat yourself up.” His breath hitched and all of his muscled cramped at once as Tim removed the hood from his eyes. “It seems a lot worse than it really is, trust me.” A thick, cigarette smelling finger wiped away a hot tear traveling the length of Toby’s cheek. “There’s more people around here than you think that are willing to help you, Tob.”

Toby finally met his eyes. There was no upturned pity eyebrows, but instead Tim held a welcoming smile.

“I-I’m sorry. Just...t-th-there’s a lot of fail-failure shit that I’ve been putting up with my whole life. I-I-I feel fucking wor-worthless at times and-and-”

“Alright, I hope ya don’t mind but I’m stopping you there. First, don’t ever let me catch you fucking apologizing for feeling emotions. Crying is good, you gotta get that shit you, y’know?” Tim’s hand moved to pull Toby’s shoulder towards his friendly warmth. “Second of all, if you were a complete failure you’d probably be dead by now. I mean, you escape a car cash, an abusive asshole, people who wanna kill you, and first-degree arson. I’d say you’re pretty fucking accomplished for a 17 year old. ”

Toby merely shrugged, and locked his gaze on a nail sticking out from a floorboard.

“Tobias. You’re worth a lot more than you think you are. I have no clue who you are but I can still see a hell of a lot of potential in you. All you need is confidence and a little help finding it. I’m proud that you made it this far. And I believe in you, kid.” The rough pat on his shoulder reminded him of a loving fatherly touch he’s never received. It eased his nerves, and his emotions finally started to soften.

Someone believed in him. He hasn’t heard those words in at least a year since his sister departed. It was a bittersweet, familiar feeling to hear that from someone else. Toby stole a shaky breath and vented with a sigh of relief. “I guess we should go eat now.”

#can you tell im not good at angst #but i wanted to get this off my chest cause ive been dealing with this shit for the past few days and it wont go away #so i hope this fixes it #toby #masky #creepypasta #creepypasta imagines #creepypasta headcanon #scenario

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jinxofthecipher · 3 years

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Headcanon/Scene, Part 1:

When Deidara was first told that Tobi was to be his new official partner, he was, of course, appalled. They wanted him to be paired with such an artless weakling?? It was ludacrious! If anyone else had dared suggest such a thing . . . well they’d be missing a few limbs and knowing what true art was; but it came from Pain-sama himself and he was rather hard to say ‘no’ too.

So the blonde accepted, although it came with a good deal of grumbling that were all ignored. Course the complaining didn’t stop there, it followed Deidara all the way to his meeting with Kakuzu who was to stitch the artist’s arms back on.

“I don’t get it,” he huffed as Kakuzu picked up an arm and positioned it below Deidara’s stump of an elbow, “why is he even in the organization!? He’s useless and annoying as hell, hm.”

The older shinobi sighed, some of his tendrils slithering out and Deidara didn’t wince as it stabbed through his skin, reattatching one pull at a time. “Not as annoying as Hidan.”

“Hey!! You fucker! I’m literally in the next room over!!”

“Just stating facts, you egotistical brat.”

Rolling his eyes, Deidara continued, “yeah, Hidan’s annoying “fuck you blondie!!” but at least he’s competent. Tobi’s not.”

Left arm thoroughly stitched, Kakuzu gave a firm squeeze around the stitches, making sure it was completely attatched. Pleased, he went to work on the next. “Pain-sama wouldn’t make a mistake. He picked Tobi for a reason we’re not aware of yet, and may never know. It was inevitable either way, given Tobi has been hanging around since before I joined.”

“See! You said it yourself Kakuzu! ‘He doesn’t make mistakes!’ So-”

“You were picked by chance, Hidan. Everyone else was carefully chosen. Now: Shut. Up. Or I’ll kill you.”

A loud groan follows his threat, “yeah, yeah, whatever, old man.” Deidara raises an eyebrow at the fond tone.

“And if he gets too annoying, Deidara, then you can always kill him,” the older shinobi adds as the arm is sewn back on just as efficiently as the last.

That has the artist snorting, shaking his head with a grin, “already ahead of you on that. Gotta test his abilities some way or another and if he can’t survive that . . . well, I’ll be needing a new partner again.” He looks down at his newly attatched arms, wiggling the fingers. The mouths on his palms open. On command one smiles and the other’s tongue pokes out to lick at the lips, “Nice work, Kakuzu. They’re good as new!”

Kakuzu hums, “Just don’t go too crazy right out the gate. They’re too new. You might end up ripping 'em off and if either gets too ruined it’ll take much longer.”

“Yeah, ‘be careful, don’t go nuts,’ got it.” He hops off the table, “I’ll be careful. Good luck with the partner . . .” He eyes the open doorway were he can hear the jashinist grumbling, “Give up on killing him yet?”

Kakuzu shrugs, “I’ll keep him.”

“HA! Knew you liked me, Kuzu!!”

The older shinobi only sighs and Deidara can’t help the smile he gets as he leaves. Those two somehow found even ground but his partner? Nah. No way.

He’s sure that Tobi isn’t all that strong, even if Pain-sama seeminly doesn’t make mistakes. And apparently Tobi’s been around the organization for a long time now (Deidara knew well enough that Kakuzu had been picked very early on so for Tobi to have been there before him . . . something to note, that’s for sure) however he hadn’t ever been chosen. Pain-sama had come and chosen Deidara well before accepting Tobi officially in. That spoke louder then anything.

Tobi had been a last resort. But why? If the Akatsuki only accepted S-rank shinobi, why wait so long to recruit Tobi if he apparently was s-ranked? It just didn’t add up.

Course, then they trained and Deidara was even more confused. He had hit the idiot with everything he had (not his Ace, but still) and Tobi had skipped away from the smoking craters like a child on Christmas. Just . . . how?? Deidara didn’t get it, what the hell was he? At the end of the battle he had flown down, irked and angry.

“You have to tell me what your jutsu it, Tobi! We can’t work together if we don’t know the in’s and out’s of each other’s abilities!”

“But senpai, all it is is dodging! I’m veryyyyy slippery~” He had giggled, placing a hand over the bottom of his mask, as if to cover his giggles.

“That doesn’t answer any of my questions!”

And Tobi never answered any of them. And it only lead Deidara to be more and more suspicious. An idiot with capabilities of dodging any attack? Why. Wasn’t. He. Picked. Before. Now? The question always seemed to come up, more so when Tobi was being an idiot which was always. True, he wasn’t vastly intelligent or even all that cruel, hell there were times that Deidara was sure Tobi didn’t have an evil bone in his body. But that only brought up more questions that ran into more walls then answers. It got to the point where it would be easier to believe that Tobi was related somehow to Pain-sama and was waved in out of pity then anything else. That obviously wasn’t the answer but still.

Whether he had answers or not, Deidara kept an eye on him and while at first he hated doing so (the idiot was annoying as hell, just as he’d predicted), it became easier and easier and they naturally fell into step with one another. So easily that Deidara found himself surprised one day when Tobi did something annoying and he responed with his usual annoyance but found himself feeling . . . fond? (of course Deidara still whole-heartedly disagrees whenever Hidan brings any of it up. They’re NOT on the same page and he DOESN’T like when Tobi asks for a random hug during missions or when he asks for art demonstrations!). But either way, he’ll continue to be wary because as easy as it is to believe Tobi’s a moron, Deidara knows better to underestimate him even if he sometimes forgets cause Tobi’s eagerly listening to his art rants or has the artist actually laughing to the point of tears.

Part 2: https://jinxofthecipher.tumblr.com/post/639612985196920832/scene-part-2-it-all-starts-with-a-small-box-of

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a-non-ymouswriter · 3 years

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Ok, this is a reference from another fanfic but I just thought after a long visit to the dentist, in which anesthesia had to be used, Theo goes back to the SBI house with Phil, he is all numb, drowsy, dizzy, and the first thing that he does is cling to the closest person... who ends up being Toby.

Of course, Theo thought it was Tommy, but he is too tired to move and just mumbles "You're not warm..." And Toby is internally panicking because OMG he is hugging him after so long?! But he composes himself and says "Tommy is still in school... Do you want to lay down in bed?" He really doesn't want to let go, but if Theo wants to, he'll do so. To his surprise, Theo just mumbles something else and hugs him even more.

And this can go two ways. One, it's complete chaos with Theo trying to do a lot of things (he is hungry and wants to cook, he wants to go train with Techno, or even go in patrols) Toby ends up being his bodyguard every step of the way. Not that he is complaining. Or two, they go for the couch and just sit there hugging. No tv, no music, no anything, and Theo just... talks. He suddenly is being more honest about how he misses the old times, he says how much Toby has changed, and yeah, he says he misses Dream a lot. Toby doesn't want to ruin the moment, but maybe, in a moment of weakness, he asks with a sad smile "You don't miss me then?" He didn't expect an answer but he did get one.

"Why would I? You are here all the fucking time." He really should stop there, but Toby continues. "Does it bother you?"

"Yeah, you're fucking clingy." And he laughs a little because he is the one being hug right now. "Should I stop?" He doesn't get an answer, Theo just keeps hugging him, so he decides to drop it there.

Either way, Tommy comes back later, "Toms! Theo wants some warm time." But the boy looks at them, smiles, and says "Nop, gotta do homework." Theo doesn't remember what happened the next day.. or he does! But doesn't say. _________________________________

Sfhnednfer

this is adorable and fluffy i love it so much

look at this! look at this!

this is so nice :D

some theo and toby moments! why was theo was even anesthesia? did he somehow get a cavity? but then again the dental in apocalypse isn't exactly uh...

so yeah, maybe he gets a few dental problems thanks to the apocalypse, he and toby both but at any rate, i love this so much

#submission #kiara-w #rewind meets wishes #look at these two men #adorable <3

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beybladefanfictions · 3 years

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Ryuga x King Chapter 3 -Training

(Cover art is by Tumblr user Zadi-Jyne.)

King’s POV

King couldn’t stop himself from smiling like an idiot as he made his way back to the hotel. *Ryuga actually agreed to go out with me…* He shook his head. *No, it wasn’t a date! We were just two friends hanging out, getting food together.* King’s blushy face and finger twirling his hair around seemed to disagree with him. He let out a sigh. It was getting harder and harder to deny what he felt for Ryuga, especially now that he had finally seen him in person again. He had such a presence to him. A confident, almost overwhelming presence that couldn’t be captured over a phone call. Secondary to that, Ryuga was just handsome. Surely that was an objective fact though, right?

…RIGHT?!

King pushed the door of the hotel room open. Masamune, Toby, and Zeo were sitting on the ground playing a game of “Sorry.”

“Hey, guys!” King greeted, closing the door behind him. The three friends exchanged glances, suddenly giggling.

“Hey King,” Zeo replied, smirking a bit.

King froze. *Why are they-”

“So, how was your date?” Masamune asked, leaning forward.

“What?!” King nearly tripped. He cleared his throat, praying he wasn’t blushing as hard as he thought he was. “What are you talking about?”

“We walked by that sushi place you and Ryuga were at,” Toby replied. He didn’t sound as mischievous as Zeo and Masamune but he was smirking just as much.

“We were just hanging out!” King exclaimed, bristling with anger.

Masamune giggled, “You were touching his hand.”

King froze. *Of all the things they could've seen, they saw THAT?!*

“It's not like that!” he insisted, looking away in shame.

“Come on.” Masamune stood up, resting his hands on King’s shoulders as he spoke. “We know you've been into him ever since we first played Among Us with him. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

*Longer than that,* King added to himself. He'd thought Ryuga seemed interesting even back on Beyster Island.

“What's it matter?!” King snapped, pushing Masamune away. “He doesn't like me back!”

“Pft. How do you know?” Zeo cut in, raising an eyebrow. “That guy’s such a nutcase, nobody knows how he really feels.”

“Besides maybe Kenta,” Toby added with a shrug.

“Yeah, Ryuga could like you back,” Masamune insisted, “But you gotta tell him to know.”

“I don't wanna,” King sighed, sitting down on the bed. “We're barely even friends, I don't wanna ruin that.”

“Yeah…” Masamune sat next to him, nodding. “Yeah, you're right. You should spend some more time with him before you tell him. You know, seduce him with your charm.” He nudged King’s shoulder.

“W-wha…?” King stared at Masamune in confusion. “You know we're talking about Ryuga, right?”

Nearby, Zeo and Toby giggled to themselves.

“Yeah?” Masamune replied. “I'm sure there's a way.”

“Just keep flirting with him like you were in your battle,” Zeo suggested, looking back at his game to move one of his pieces.

“That just annoyed him…” *Or confused him,* King added to himself, remembering how Ryuga had reacted to King’s rainbow jokes. *How did he not get that?! Is he in the closet or does he really not swing my way?*

“We could get you two under mistletoe?” Masamune suggested, smirking and raising an eyebrow.

King flinched away. “What?! No!” he gasped, his face heating up.

“Masamune, it’s the end of June…” Zeo tilted his head to the side.

“I don’t think that’s the issue here,” Toby remarked, drawing a card. He knocked out one of Zeo’s pieces, who gasped in response. “Sorry not sorry.” Toby smiled at him. Zeo let out a grunt, gesturing to Masmaune.

“Well what are you planning to do, King?” Masamune asked, still gazing at King as he sat next to Toby and Zeo.

“Keep hanging out with him I guess,” King replied with a shrug. “I have a battle with Gingka tomorrow but after that… well, hopefully I’ll be able to find him again.”

“What do you mean ‘find him’?” Masamune asked, raising an eyebrow. He moved his game piece a few spaces before continuing, “He lives with Kenta now, you can just find him there.”

*If he’s not out training,* King added to himself. He recalled his conversation with Tsubasa the day before. Ryuga had apparently lost a big battle against Kyoya and was training ridiculously hard lately in preparation for a rematch.

“Yeah, true,” King replied, resting his hand on the back of his neck. He didn’t want to spread this gossip anymore than it had already been spread. “Are you guys almost done with that game?” King asked, gesturing to the “Sorry” board. “Cause I want to play.”

“Yeah, I’m about to win,” Toby informed with a smile. “You can join the next game.”

Zeo turned to him, his eyes narrowed. “I can still beat you, you know.”

“Yeah, you’re gonna win with two pieces still at the start,” Toby teased, gesturing to the three pieces he had in the “home” box.

“It’s possible,” Zeo argued, drawing a card.

“You’re forgetting about me!” Masamune added, leaning forward. “I’ve got one home and two close to it!” He gestured to the board.

“You call that close?” Zeo asked, moving one of his pieces closer to home. “It’s halfway across the board.”

“I’m closer to winning than you are!” Masamune exclaimed, his eyes narrowed.

Zeo smiled and shrugged. “We’ll see about that.”

King watched his friends play with a smile. Back in his village, King didn’t have games like this… or people that would want to play them with him. *Leaving that place was the best choice I ever made…*

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“Pegasus! Cosmic Tornado!”

Pegasus spun around in circles like a tornado as it closed in on Variares from above. With an explosion of wind, Variares was thrown out of the stadium. The bey landed beside him with a clank.

“Dang it!” Disappointment dragged King to the ground on his knees. Picking up his bey, he looked up at Gingka. “Good fight, Gingka. I'll get you one of these days!”

Gingka smiled, snatching Pegasus out of the air. “Well, I'll be glad to keep battling you.”

King flashed him a competitive smile. “Thanks!”

He turned around. “Gah!” King staggered back. A few paces behind him stood the Dragon Emperor himself, his expression intense and torn up cape fluttering in the breeze. “Ryuga! Hi!” King waved with one hand and gripped his palpitating heart with the other.

*He's here! Why?! Did… did he see my battle?!* King stiffened. *He saw me lose!* Panic rose within him.

“Hey Ryuga!” Gingka greeted, dashing toward Ryuga with wide eyes. “Oh my gosh, it's been forever!”

“You saw me at my battle with King,” Ryuga grunted, rolling his eyes. King slowly inched toward Ryuga and Gingka.

“Well, yeah but we didn't get to chat. You've been so busy training lately.” There was a hint of worry in Gingka's voice.

“I have a lot of work to do to catch up.”

“Work?” King asked, raising an eyebrow. “That makes it sound so miserable.”

Ryuga turned to King, making him stiffen. “I'm not miserable,” he growled.

“Okay.” *I don’t believe you at all.* “Want to do something together, Ryuga?” King asked, trying to stand up taller.

“I was going to train,” Ryuga replied, turning away. His cape fluffed up from the motion, whipping against King’s face.

“Perfect!” King exclaimed, rushing to Ryuga’s side to gaze up at him. “We could train together!”

“Together…?” Ryuga raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah! Just some light training, I did just have that long battle. Come on.” Without thinking, King grabbed Ryuga’s hand and took off in a run. “Bye Gingka!” he called.

“Bye guys!” Gingka called, waving after them.

It wasn’t until they had been running for a few seconds that King realized: there was no way he was dragging the block of muscle that is Ryuga. *He’s following me intentionally…* King slowed down a bit, his heart soaring a bit at the realization. After a while of running, Ryuga suddenly stopped, yanking King backward with a yelp as he did.

“Where are we going exactly?” Ryuga asked, moving his hand away. King caught his breath, shaking from how fast his heart was pounding.

“Well, I like the look of that forest nearby,” King answered, gesturing in the direction of it.

Ryuga’s eyes narrowed. “I don't want to destroy that place.”

King let out a chuckle, swiftly covering his mouth. “I said light training. We're not gonna destroy it.”

“Define ‘light.’”

“Uh… no special moves?” King suggested with a shrug.

Ryuga rolled his eyes. “That’s not going to make a difference for either of us.”

“You think we’ll get carried away? Eh, you’re probably right.” King stretched out his arms as he started walking again. “I’m really tired anyway, I could just watch you train. What do you normally do to train?”

“Break rocks,” Ryuga answered with a shrug.

“Woah, really?! That sounds ho-” King slapped his hand over his mouth. “Uh… cool. Really cool! I gotta see that!”

King looked away. *’That sounds hot?!’ What are you thinking, King?!* Of course, Ryuga was hotter than any boy or girl King had ever met and the mental image of him destroying rocks with that crazy bey of his did sound hot, Still, that didn’t mean he should say it! King fell silent as he and Ryuga walked side by side through the city. He tried to keep his eyes off Ryuga but that proved to be impossible.

That far off look in his eyes, his wild white and red hair, and how wild and rugged he looked with his torn cape and the dark scar on his cheek from his battle with Nemesis. There was more to Ryuga than his good looks but they didn’t hurt. He carried himself with such an icy coldness yet at the same time, ‘fire’ was the perfect word to describe him when he got wild and passionate in battle. Ryuga truly was an enigma, it made him fascinating. King couldn't help but wonder just how much was going on under that icy fiery surface.

He didn’t realize he was staring until Ryuga turned to him. King immediately looked away. Covering his face with his hand, King hoped he wasn’t blushing too hard. *You should spend some more time with him before you tell him. You know, seduce him with your charm.* Masamune’s words rang in King’s mind. He let out a sigh. *Ha, like he would ever even notice me.*

King and Ryuga made their way into the forest together. He looked around. Then he spotted a boulder, a bit taller than a refrigerator.

“Look! A boulder!” King gasped, gesturing to it.

“Yeah?” Ryuga raised an eyebrow.

King gestured to the boulder then to Ryuga again. “Break it!”

“Pft. That small thing?” Ryuga sounded incredulous. “It’s barely taller than me.”

“You saying you can’t do it?” King asked, raising an eyebrow. He believed Ryuga could do it of course, but he also knew Ryuga often gave into taunts like that.

Ryuga’s eyes narrowed. Grabbing his launcher, he launched his bey at the boulder. Upon impact, the boulder burst to pieces, flinging pebbles through the sky. King instinctively ducked behind Ryuga. However, his gaze was fixed on the scene.

“Heh… cool…” King remarked.

Ryuga retrieved his bey and turned to King, his eyes narrowed. Then he raised an eyebrow.

“You’re drooling.”

“What?!” King wiped his mouth. “No, I wasn’t!” *I was! I look like such a weirdo!* “I… I’m just hungry!” King couldn't stop himself from shaking.

“Hungry for rocks?” Ryuga teased. His smirk was simultaneously frustrating and attractive.

“I was… thinking about food,” King muttered, looking away. He looked around wildly, longing for some kind of distraction. Thankfully, he found one quickly. “Hey, look! There’s more down here!” King called, dashing away and pointing to a pile of boulders down a shallow dip in the ground.

Ryuga rolled his eyes. “I’m sure you could do this too.”

“Is that an invitation?” King asked, smiling and holding up his bey. Ryuga stared at him. “Count of three?”

“Three.” Ryuga held up his bey.

“Two! One! Let it rip!” Ryuga and King launched their beys in unison.

Variares and L-Drago smashed into the first boulder, bursting it into pieces. L-Drago immediately raced toward the next boulder. Variares took a moment to recover from the impact before rushing toward the next rock. The two beys hopped around the rock pile. A cloud of dust was beginning to form, making it harder and harder to see his bey.

“Head for that one, Variares!” King ordered, cheering a bit as his bey weaved through the rubble. Squinting, King spotted a shape behind Variares. L-Drago was stalking his bey, getting closer and closer.

“Oh no, you don’t!” King directed his bey to the left, making it hop over one of the rocks. L-Drago burst through it, flinging pebbles into the air. Variares weaved out of the rubble.

“Hey, let’s see whose bey is the fastest!” King suggested, gazing at Ryuga with a smirk. “Race ya!”

King took off in a sprint with Variares by his side. Moments later, L-Drago appeared beside Variares, the two almost in sync as they rotated counterclockwise.

“Where are we even racing to?” Ryuga asked, catching up to him.

“I don’t know,” King admitted with a shrug. “It’s just for fun.”

Ryuga rolled his eyes and raced ahead.

“Hey! Get back here!” King called, turning to his bey. “Variares!”

King ran as fast as he could, ignoring the aching in his legs as he tried to catch up to Ryuga. Up ahead, Ryuga suddenly skidded to a halt. King noticed the river in front of them too late and flopped in. He hit the water with a splat. The coldness of the water sliced King’s skin like a blade. He resurfaced moments later with a gasp, struggling to tread water.

Above him, Ryuga burst out laughing. King blazed with shame as he gripped the edge of the riverbank, wanting to sink back into the water to block out this laughter. King hadn’t heard Ryuga laugh this hard since that Among Us game. At least that laugh had the decency of sounding evil, this one sounded normal and dare he say it, cute. Too bad it was directed at King’s stupidity.

“Ryuga…” King’s voice was small as he gazed at him. “This water’s really cold. Please, help me out.”

Ryuga let out a sigh. His laughter faded to small chuckling as he knelt down and held out a hand for King to take. King had every intention of taking his hand. Then he got a better idea. Smirking, he looped his arms around Ryuga and tugged him down. Ryuga yelped and stumbled into the water. King weaved out of the way, shielding himself from the splash with his arm. Then he burst out laughing.

Ryuga resurfaced, looking like he was about to commit a murder. “You backstabbing little-”

“Come on,” King giggled into his hand. “A little water never hurt anyone.”

Ryuga splashed him in the face. King closed his eyes, giggling as he splashed him back. After a few seconds it was a full on war, with both of them swinging their arms around in the water. King struggled to stay afloat as water repeatedly smacked him in the face.

“Ah! Okay! Mercy! Mercy!” King gasped, gripping the edge of the riverbank. He held up one hand.

“You surrender?” Ryuga asked, ceasing his attack.

“Yeah, yeah…” King wanted to melt when he saw Ryuga's prideful smirk. He let out a sigh. “I surrender.”

King pulled himself out of the river and grabbed his bey. Ryuga followed his lead, standing up and squeezing the water out of his cape.

“Heh…” King smiled a bit. “You really are dripping with good looks.”

“Ugh,” Ryuga growled, looking away. “Shut up.”

“What?” King asked, holding his hands up. “I'm just stating facts.”

*Don’t more people say he’s hot? Sure he was a villain in the past but… I mean, he’s objectively pretty good-looking, isn’t he? Am I the weird one here?* Ryuga started to walk away.

“Where to now?” King asked, walking at his side.

“I'm going home, you should too.”

King smirked. “Oh yeah, lemme just head to the airport and get a last-minute flight to America.”

Ryuga's eyes narrowed. “Your hotel room then, smart aleck.”

“Wanna walk me there, tough guy?” King asked, stepping a little closer and staring up at him with a pleading expression.

“Ugh, fine,” Ryuga grunted, slouching a bit.

King just smiled. They walked in silence for a while as King tried to think of something to say.

“So uh what's the story behind your bey?” King asked, stepping a little closer. “How'd you get another L-Drago and why is it a defence type?”

“It was made as a backup of the original L-Drago,” Ryuga answered, gazing at his bey.

King tilted his head to the side. “By who?”

“The Dragon Clan.”

“Who?”

Ryuga rolled his eyes. “Some ancient civilization I'm descended from.”

“Ooh, you're descended from them, huh? That's pretty neat. Wait… Dragon Clan, Dragon Emperor, is that where you got that term?” Ryuga nodded. “Ooh, look at you, emperor. Are you actually descended from real Dragon Emperors?”

“Probably…” Ryuga gazed off in the distance, seemingly lost in thought.

“So… why's the backup a defence type?” King asked, tilting his head to the side.

Ryuga's eyes narrowed, though he still didn't look at King. “Bad luck.”

King laughed a bit. “Is it hard to use a defence type when you used to use an attack-type?” he asked, more serious.

“Why do you think I've been training so hard?” Ryuga looked back at King.

“That explains why everyone says you're overworking yourself,” King replied with a shrug.

“Everyone?”

“Yeah. It's all anyone's told me about you since I got here. 'Ryuga's probably off training somewhere. Feels like he hasn't stopped training since he lost to Kyoya.'”

Ryuga glared at him. “I have to push myself in order to improve.”

“Well yeah,” King replied with a shrug. “That's kinda how it works but, uh, taking breaks is important too. It helps you not feel burnt out and improves your focus when you do return to training. It's like…” He paused, trying to think of a good allegory. “Sleep, but for your brain. Er, wait, sleep is for the brain…” King facepalmed. “Dang it, that didn't make any sense.”

“No, it didn't.” Ryuga’s tone was blunt.

“You know what I mean. Breaks are good for the brain.” King tapped Ryuga’s shoulder. “Just remember that.”

Ryuga seemed taken aback by the touch, his eyes wide and posture suddenly tense. King looked away. Anxiety jabbed him like a punch to the face. *Am I making him uncomfortable?*

The two fell silent as King led them to the hotel he was staying in. Ryuga stopped at the front door. King glanced back at him.

“Well, uh, see you later, Ryuga!” he called, waving as he walked into the hotel.

King glanced back at Ryuga, who was slowly walking away. *That went well… mostly.* He smiled a bit. After Ryuga had disappeared for a month and seemingly hated him when they met in person, King was scared he had been wrong to think Ryuga considered him a friend. These past couple days however gave him faith. It would be amazing if Ryuga returned King’s feelings but really, all King wanted was to keep spending time with him like this.

#beyblade #beyblade metal fight #beyblade metal saga #king #king beyblade #masamune kadoya #zeo abyss #toby beyblade #ryuga #ryuga kishatu #gingka hagane #this was an easy chapter to write #because most of it is King thinking about how hot Ryuga is #something that comes very naturally to me #ryuga x king #royaltyshipping #ryuga and king #king and ryuga

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deidaratheartboi · 3 years

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Fourth Of July Special

Sorry for not uploading as much lol as always I am a day late on holidays.

AKatsuki Group Chat

Tobi: HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!!

Kakuzu: Wanna help me sell fireworks?

Hidan: Meh I don't have any plans

Tobi: But, you said you were going come with me to the fireworks display

Hidan: I did? Meh I don't remember

Tobi: What about you Deidara?

Deidara: I have something planned it's gonna be huge

Sasori: He's gonna blow up stuff

Deidara: Oi shut up danna

Pain: Tobi you said you were going to help me set up our fireworks.

Tobi: I think I hear my cookies screaming

Tobi has gone offline.

Pain has gone offline.

Kisame: I'm gonna be with Itachi

Hidan: Doing what?

Itachi: Chess

Hidan: Booorrrriinnng

Kakuzu: Come on Hidan let's set up our fireworks display

Kisame: Have fun

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Tobi helps Pain setting up the display.

Konan: Thank you Tobi you can go watch the fireworks now and get something to eat.

Tobi: But, I wanted to watch with someone

Zetsu: I'll watch with you

Tobi: YAY

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Meanwhile with Itachi and Kisame

Kisame: You can't move there

Itachi: I can

Kisame: But, you already moved the other piece there

Itachi: Are you blind?

They hear fireworks outside.

Itachi: It's hard to play chess with all this noise.

Kisame: You're the one who insisted we do it.

Itachi: Might as well see what the others are up to

Kisame: UNO!

Itachi: We're playing chess not uno

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With Deidara and Sasori

Deidara: Now all I have to do is light the match and boom!

Sasori: Hopefully no one goes boom all over the grass

Deidara: This is safe

Sasori: Like when you told me it was safe to go into that pen that had bulls that you failed to inform me of?

Deidara: It was suppose to be a harmless prank

Sasori: Hmph

Itachi and Kisame walk up to them.

Itachi: What is this?

Sasori: We're setting up fireworks?

Kisame: Deidara around fireworks? Hah this is gonna be good

Deidara: It's my own display I made using my talent

Sasori: Talen of fucking up stuff.

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Meanwhile with Hidan and Kakuzu sealing "legal" fireworks.

Hidan: This is selling like hot cakes

Kakuzu: Told yah this would work and no cops in the area

Hidan: Hell yeah

Suddenly a cop walks up to them with someone walking beside them.

Cop: I was told there were some illegal fireworks selling here

Jack: Mhm

Hidan: Jack what the fuck man?

Kakuzu: Why is Tobi even friends with you?

Jack: Money is money Tobi was going to pay me nicely

Kakuzu: That little snitch

Hidan proceeds to grab all the money and run away.

Kakuzu follows him leading to Jack and the cop chasing them.

They run over to where Itachi and the rest are.

Hidan: We gotta go!

Itachi: Why?

Kakuzu: Cops. Money. Jack

Hidan: Deidara set off the fireworks

Deidara: But, they aren't finished.

Hidan proceeds to light it up.

The fireworks blow up crashing into other displays.

Screams and yelling fill the night.

Tobi: Nothing I love more then The Fourth of July

Zetsu: You said it

Konan: ....

Pain: Aye aye aye

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Akatsuki Group Chat

Hidan: TOBI YOU LIL SNITCH

Jack: Hey man money is money

Kakuzu: How the fuck did he get in here?

Tobi: I added him

Deidara: Damn Jack

Pain: This whole night was chaos

Konan: I'm going to bed

Konan has gone offline.

Pain has gone offline.

Itachi: I only wanted to play chess

Kisame: But, you said-

Itachi: Not now shark boy

Sasori: I can still hear the ringing in my ears. I'm gonna go try and stop this.

Deidara: I can still hera them outside.

Sasori: Nah that's just the ringing

Deidara: Oh

Kakuzu: At least we made bank am I right?

Kisame: -_-

Itachi: Are you serious?

Kisame has gone offline.

Itachi has gone offline.

Deidara: Great job guys you ruined it for everyone. Didn't know you were that selfish.

Deidara has gone offline.

Sasori has gone offline.

Hidam: But Tobi did it!

Kakuzu: Tobi you slimy little snake

Jack: How's about we spend the money you guys made?

Kakuzu: NO MINE! HISSSSSSSS

Jack: Yeesh

Tobi: Don't worry Jack I got some

Jack: Niiicceee

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#akatsuki texts #fourth of july #tobi #hidan #kakuzu #deidara #sasori #konan #pain #zetsu #kisame #itachi

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Underfell!Sans x Female!Reader

Hello! I'm back with an Underfell Sans oneshot! I'm an absolute S I M P for this man. Anyways, PLEASE READ THE DISCLAIMER BEFORE THE ONESHOT!!! Underfell is NOT my Au, it belongs to @VictheUnderfella. Undertale is made by Toby Fox, Sans and Underfell!Sans aren't my characters! The reader will use She/Her pronouns (sorry dudes and nb pals). Have fun reading :)

❗DISCLAIMER❗

This oneshot contains mentions of verbal and physical abuse, mentions of the aftermath of abuse, smoking, and swearing! If you are triggered by/ uncomfortable with reading about these topics, I suggest you don't read this oneshot. If you're not triggered by/ uncomfortable with reading about these topics, you can proceed forwards.

I also made a reader insert, your character is not a human. The character can be found here. I will write this in a way where it includes everyone, I just made the ref sheet so I can at least have something to go off of in terms of outfit/makeup/species of monster.

I Wanna Be Yours

Word count: 3,936

Song: I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys

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"Secrets I have held in my heart are harder to hide than I thought. Maybe I just wanna be yours. I wanna be yours."

Flick. Your lighter lights with a simple motion of your thumb. You hold the lit cigarette to your dark colored lips and take a puff. You developed the nasty habit of smoking when you first became a part of the Royal Guard. Being a Guardswomen is tough, considering you actually had a kid fall down into the underground a day ago. You never thought it would happen to be honest, maybe you can finally get out of this hell hole and away from the insufferable assholes that inhabit it. Except for Sans. Sans has been your only escape, your safe haven. You met him through his brother, Papyrus. When you first became a Royal Guardswomen, you met Papyrus and Sans. After having a somewhat awkward conversation with the smaller skeleton, you both hit it off instantly. You two actually share a sentry station near the Ruins.

Both of you share puns and stories with one another. Stories about the good, the bad, and sometimes, the ugly. Sans isn't the most trusting person. It took you a while for him to open up to you about his past. About a year and a half to be exact. Once he told you a bit about his past, you felt so bad for him. Even though he doesn't want pity, you can't help but feel bad. His brother is a very verbally and physically abusive person, especially when things don't go his way. Papyrus usually takes his anger out on someone, and that someone is usually Sans. You want to take him away from this situation. You want him to live an abuse-free life. You want him to be happy. As soon as you leave the underground, you want to take him away with you, if he lets you, of course. But for now, you just have to be there for him when he needs you to be.

"Ay Y/n, you okay?" Sans says, waving his skeletal hand in front of your face. "Uh, yeah, I'm good, I just kinda zoned out." You mumble, taking another drag of your cigarette. Sans looks at you skeptically before returning back to what he was doing. Suddenly Sans turns to you "Ya wanna go to Grillby's?" He asks. "Yeah, I got nothin' else to do." You respond. He takes your hand and teleports into the small diner. You two take a seat at your usual spot at the bar. "I'll take my usual," Sans says to Grillby, you order your f/f. You and Sans just chill and talk while enjoying your meals. After cackling at Sans' story of Papyrus somehow getting his head stuck in a bucket, he goes quiet. You ask him what's wrong. "Can I ask you somethin' Bud?" He asks. "Shoot at me." You reply. "What would you do if you lost the person you love most?" He questions, you're a bit stunned at the serious question.

"I think I'd go crazy. I don't think I could live without the person I love most. Why do you ask?" You question the edgy-looking skeleton. "No reason, I'm just curious 's all." He says, shrugging. You nodd skeptically, you knew he was going to say something else, but then decided against it. After your meal, you realize it's actually pretty late. About six pm, to be exact, both of your sentry shifts ended two hours ago. "Shit! I gotta go, Papyrus is going to crucify me if I'm not back by six. Same time tomorrow, Dollface?" You chuckle, "Same time everyday, Sans," You retort. "I wish he meant to call me Dollface." Wow, that thought came out of nowhere. A blush spreads across your p/f/c (pastel favorite color) cheeks. You and Sans always call each other pet names, platonically, of course. Sighing, you begin walking to your apartment. There was a small apartment complex behind Grillby's that you live in. You used to live in Waterfall, but moved to Snowdin once you got paired with Sans to your sentry station. Even though sentry can change in an instant, you and Sans mostly stay in Snowdin.

Arriving at your apartment, you fish your keys out of your pants pocket. You open the door and sigh a sigh of content. After chucking off your boots near the door, you trudge to your bedroom and change into a pair of black sweatpants and a baggy blue shirt that says "Big Dick Is Back In Town" on it in Times New Roman font. You turn out the lights and collapse on your bed. Within seconds, you're fast asleep. At seven thirty am your alarm rings in your ear. You proceed with your morning routine, you shower, do your hair, put on some makeup, and get dressed. When you go to get dressed, you realise something. "Fuck I forgot to wash my work clothes yesterday!" You groan. You literally have four of the same pairs of pants and shirts you wear for work. You sigh exasperatedly, you have to wear the same ones you did yesterday again. Grabbing your phone, you set a reminder to wash your work clothes tonight at six thirty.

After that, you put on your boots and leave your apartment. Taking a few shortcuts, you arrive at your shared sentry station, cigarette in between your clawed fingers. You sigh, Sans isn't even at the station yet. Anxiously, you wait at the station. About ten minutes later, Sans finally appears at the station, panting and shaking. "Are you okay?" You ask, concerned. "Does it look like I'm fuckin' okay to ya'?" He snaps back. Shocked, you stay silent. You know he doesn't mean to snap at you when he's mad, it's best to give him some space for a bit. You excuse yourself from the station, saying you forgot your phone at your apartment. "Make it quick, I don't want Papyrus to catch you." He says, your breath hitches. Oh, so that's what happened this morning. "I'll be careful, I promise." You reassure, taking a shortcut through the woods to Grillby's. You go in, and order Sans' usual and your f/f to go. As soon as you get the food you leave for the station again. You pop out the same way you entered, right behind the station.

"I'm back." You announce, setting the plastic bag containing food in the front of the sentry station. "Where'd that come from?!" "Uh...Grillby's?" You say, "No-I mean-" sans sighs "I thought you had to go grab your phone from your apartment." He says, you chuckle. "Yeah, I lied. I thought you needed a little pick-me-up, considering the way you came to the station this morning." You explain, tail swishing a bit behind you at the uncomfortable subject. "Oh, well, thank you. I appreciate it, Doll." He says in a sincere manner. You love when he's soft with you when no one is around. In the Underground, it's considered "weak" to show genuine emotion outside of your home. You wish it wasn't like that, but sadly, this is the reality you have to live in for now. For now, you can only be there for Sans when he needs to show his emotions. He can't even show emotions in his own home, Papyrus will be a dick and judge him for it. It's not fair at all.

"Ya alright, Y/n?" Sans asks, pulling out of your thoughts. "Hm? Oh yeah." You respond, now realising how angry you must look. "Yeah, you looked pissed. Is somethin' up?" He asks, you sigh. You knew you'd have to bring this up eventually. "I'm just, so angry at your brother." "Why?" You look down at Sans. "Sans, he treats you like utter garbage! Why do you keep going back to him?" You sigh out exasperatedly. "Because I care about him, even if he doesn't care about me." He says sadly. Your e/c eyes widen. You get it now. He's the only one he has left that's his family. "Sans, I'm sorry. I know Papyrus is your brother, I'm just worried. All the scars he leaves you with. What if he damages you permanently?" You explain, biting on your black claw. Another habit you obtained from joining the Royal Guard. You look at Sans for an answer, you see a gentle red blush spread across his face. "I appreciate you caring Bud, I really do. But I can handle it myself." He says, looking you in the eyes. His red pinpricks aligning with your e/c irises. You sigh and avert your gaze down.

"Okay, if you say so. But if anything ever happens, call me, I'll let you stay with me, okay?" You say, giving Sans your number, witten down on a tiny slip of paper. He says he will. The rest of the day goes off without a hitch. You and Sans finish your shift (on time this time) and part ways until tomorrow. You almost kick your boots off at the door before your phone starts going off. You quickly pull it out of your pants pocket, you sigh in relief. It's just the alarm you set for your laundry. You take your bin full of laundry to the basement of the complex and throw your clothes in one of the cleaner looking machines. As you put your laundry bin down next to the washer, your phone starts to go off. You check and Sans is trying to call you. You immediately answer the call. "Hey dude, what's up?" You say into the speaker. "Y-y/n, could I come over?" You hear his raspy, pained voice through the receiver.

"Yes, of course! Do you need any help? You sound hurt?" You say panicked. "No Dollface, I got it." He says, you do not accept that. "Too bad. I'm coming over anyway." Before he could protest, you hang up the phone and speed out of your apartment complex. Thankfully, Sans' house isn't that far. After a short, speedwalk, you're staring down his front door. You rasp on the wooden door, waiting for a response. You were going to knock again, Sans opens the door, you let out a small gasp. Sans looks terrible, he was covered in his own blood. "Come on, you're staying with me tonight," you say, taking his boney hand. As soon as you start walking, you notice he also has a limp. If Papyrus were some random ass monster and not Sans' brother, you'd be covered in dust by now. You have a very motherly instinct, but only for Sans. You've never felt this way about somebody else before, you have no idea why either.

Once you and Sans reach your apartment, you bring him to your bathroom and seat him on the toilet (lid closed, of course). Grabbing your medical kit and some alcohol, you return to the bathroom and sit on the edge of your tub. "Could you take your sweater off? It'll be easier to clean your wounds." You ask, Sans slowly takes off his crimson red sweater. Suddenly, your bathroom gets really warm. You gasp at Sans' three cracked ribs, a bunch of cuts all over the others. You look up at him with concern written across your p/f/c face. "I don't want to talk about it right now." Sans mumbles, looking down. You take Sans' cheek bones in your hands, you tilt his head up to look at you. "That's okay, I'm just worried about you. You really don't deserve this Sans." You say, pulling your hands away from his face. You pour some alcohol on the washcloth and press it to one of the cuts on his ribs. He curses under his breath as you continue to clean him up. You'll have to call Alphys later about Sans' ribs, see what she can do about them.

"Alright Sans, just chill on my couch for right now. Uh, I gotta go real quick, I'll be right back," you say awkwardly, he gives you a thumbs up. Unlocking your door, you head down to switch your laundry. Once you come back up, you notice Sans wasn't sitting on the couch anymore. You panic and begin looking around your apartment, you stop in the entrance of your tiny kitchen, Sans was making something. "Sans, what are you doing?" You ask, he jumps a bit, then winces. "I'm making us dinner?" Sans says, the room starts to get warm again. "Sans, you don't have to do that. You should sit down and relax." You encourage, he shakes his head at your proposition. "Nah Dollface, this is the least I can do for you." He says, continuing to cook a mysterious food. You come up behind Sans, "Sans please, I appreciate the gesture, but you have three broken ribs, you need to sit down and chill out." Sans sighs "Fineeeeeee." He whines, you chuckle at him. "What were you gonna make anyway?" "Nothin much, just some Spaghetti and meatballs." "Okay, gotcha." You say, taking over the kitchen to make dinner.

Wiping your forehead of sweat, you finished cooking dinner. You walk into the living room, and set his and your plate on the coffee table in front of the couch. You sit next to him and start eating. "Holy fuck Doll, this shit's amazing!" Sans exclaims, shoving more pasta into his mouth. You chuckle and thank him, as you keep eating. After you both are finished eating you run down to the basement one more time to grab your laundry and return to your apartment. On your way. Back to tour apartment however, you notice that Sans has been calling you 'Doll' and 'Dollface' a lot more than he used to. You shrug it off as him being thankful for your hospitality. You return to your apartment for the last time with your laundry basket in your hands. "I'll be right back, I just gotta put away my laundry." You say, Sans looks over the back of the couch at you and gives you a nod of understanding. You quickly fold your clothes so Sans doesn't have to wait awkwardly on your couch. As soon as you're done, you put the basket in your closet and leave. When you return to your living room, you discover Sans asleep on the couch.

A small smile forms on your face as you go get him a blanket. After that, you change into a red tye-dye pair of sweatpants and a tank top. Soon after you lay down, you drift into a deep slumber. A few hours later, you are ripped from your sleep by a scream. You pull off your blanket and run to the living room. "Sans?!" You say worriedly and panicked. You see him tossing and turning on the couch, he's having a nightmare. Sans has told you about these haunting nightmares before, it usually happens after a bad day with Papyrus. Not really knowing how to deal with this situation, you sit on the edge of the couch and try to reach for him. As soon as your hand makes contact with his shoulder, he pulls away and curls up into a tiny ball. "Sans, it's just me." You say gently, scooting a bit closer to his trembling and sobbing form. You try to comfort him again, and he doesn't pull away this time. You pull him a bit closer to you. He rests his head on your chest and clenches his arms around you. You massage his skull with your fingertips and whisper sweet nothings to him.

After a while of comforting him, he falls asleep again. So you lay on the couch, Sans' head resting on top of you, blanket draped over your two sleeping bodies. After a few minutes, you fall back to sleep. You awake to one of Mettaton's shows. You were never interested in the performer robot that much, but this episode was a (what looks to be) a well made CGI human defusing a bunch of bombs. After a while, you forget about Sans laying on your chest, until he wakes up and jumps off of you like a startled cat. "Jesus! Just scare the shit outta me why don't ya?" You say, sarcasm lacing your tone. "Ah, sorry 'bout that Doll." "You're fine Sans." You chuckle. Looking up at Sans, you notice a light red blush across his cheekbones. Your heart skips a beat as you look at him, then you get up not wanting to make this any more awkward than it already is. Opening the fridge, you look for something to eat. You have eggs, bacon, and pancake mix in one of your cupboards, you take out all the ingredients you need for breakfast and start cooking. Sans insists on helping, but you tell him he needs to to relax because of his broken ribs.

After a half hour, breakfast is completely done. You fix you and Sans a plate and bring it to the couch. Sans looks very fixated on Mettaton's show. This was a rerun of a previous show. You set the breakfast down in front him, he immediately begins choking down food. "Holy shit Sans! Slow down your going to choke." You scold. "But we're gonna be late to work if we don't." He explains, scarfing down his meal. You give him a confused look. "Work? We're not going to work today, we have to call Alphys over to see what she can do about your ribs." You say, you can feel Sans look at you like you had just told him you had a death wish. "I can't, Papyrus would freak out-" "Papyrus can suck my dick!" You cut him off out of anger. "Your health is WAY more important to me than what Papyrus might do." You snap, Sans sits in shock. You've never snapped at him like that before. Looking at his face, you realise what you just did. "Sans I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you like that, I just got to frustrated." You explain, Sans' face softens at your words. "Nah it's okay, I completely understand where you're coming from." Sans sighs, and rubs the back of his neck anxiously.

To defuse the thick tension, you tell Sans you have to call Alphys and you'll be back shortly. You shuffle awkwardly to your room to make the call. Pressing the contact "Weeb Lord'' with a picture you took off of Alphys' social media (it's a picture of a trash can with several red sparkly filters over it) and press the call button. "Yo Alphys" "What is it Y/n?" She says annoyedly. "So, I need you to come over to look at Sans' ribs." You say, "What? Why?" "Papyrus and him got into it yesterday and he's staying with me for a while." You explain, Alphys makes a noise of understanding from the receiver. "Alright, I'll be over in 10." She says, you can hear her shuffling around. "'Ight see you when you get here." You end, hanging up the phone, not really wanting to go back out and just awkwardly sit with Sans, you decide to have a smoke. Grabbing you cigarettes and lighter, you begin to head out of your apartment. "Where are ya going?" Sans asks, still staring at the T.v. "I'm just going to have a smoke, I'll be back soon." You reassure yourself as you leave the apartment. Maybe taking a smoke wasn't such a good idea. It's cold as balls outside, you shiver as you take drags of your cigarette.

After you're done, you are about to go inside, but a certain nerdy lizard shows up. She follows you up to your apartment and in through the front door. "Ay look what the cat dragged in." Sans teases, Alphys glares at him. "Nah I'm just joking with ya, how've you been?" "Okay, yourself?" She asks back, Sans shrugs. "Eh, could be better." "Yeah, I heard. Would you mind taking your sweater off for me?" She asks, he reluctantly takes off his sweater again. Alphys studies the three cracked ribs for a second. "Hmmm. I think the best I can do for you is to wrap you up. Other than that, there's nothing I can do." She explains, beginning to wrap Sans' ribs. "You'll have to not go to work for a few days, take it easy. No lifting, no fast movements, nothing." She drones on. "Your best option is to stay with Y/n for now so they can help you heal properly." She states, finishing up wrapping Sans' ribs.

You let out a relieved breath you didn't even know you were holding. You had hoped that Alphys would tell him to stay with you, Papyrus would probably just hurt him more in all honesty. "I'm going to give you some morphine to help ease the pain a bit." She says, handing Sans an orange pill bottle. "Take two when you wake up, and when you go to bed, if you notice the pain going away, then only take one per day." She explains. You and Sans both nod. "Thank you, Dr. Alphys." you say, Alphys nods. She takes her tote bag full of medical equipment, bids you and Sans goodbye, then leaves. You sigh, and sit next to Sans on the couch. You begin to think, why do you feel so nervous around him all of a sudden. Your heart skips a beat whenever he calls you "Doll" or "Dollface", his laugh gives you butterflies, you want him to talk to you forever, just listening to his New York accent makes you want to kiss him. You can't take hiding your feelings from him anymore, you have an undying love for Sans.

"S-sans, I gotta tell you something." You stutter out, Sans turns to you. "Yeah, what is it Dollface?" He asks, your heart beats faster and faster every passing second. "I think I wanna be yours, Sans." You manage to get out. As soon as those words leave your mouth, you regret everything. "Y/n, I...I think I wanna be yours too." Sans mumbles, scooching a bit closer to you. You move closer and closer to each other until your thighs are squished together. Sans cups your cheek with his hand, you place one hand on his shoulder and the other behind him. Sans sets his other hand on your thigh, you lean in and give him a smooch on his sharp teeth. You pull away before Sans' hand moves from your cheek to the back of your neck, pulling you into a more passionate kiss. The passionate kiss turns into a makeout session. Both of your mouths moving in sync, tongues sliding over each other, soft moans come from both of your mouths.

After a minute of missing, you two pull away, a string of clear and translucent red saliva connecting to your mouths. "Oh my god....that was amazing." You pant, leaning back into the couch. Sans nods his head in agreement. "I'm so glad you confessed to me, Sweetheart. I've had feelings for you since we were stationed at our sentry station together." Sans explains, your heart skips a beat at your new nickname. You blush. "I'm so glad I met you." You say, leaning your head on his shoulder. "Same here Doll." Sans responds, leaning his skull on your head. You're both finally safe and happy.

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gotmilk5101520 · 3 years

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Trollhunters: Tales of Arcadia Watch Episode 22 It’s About Time

It’s about time something is 1 part.

“Where is Bulgaria?” Ah, i see. Interesting.

How long he had that bird?

And there goes the bird.

“I call you forth! Argante”

“Lady Pale”

“Baba Yaga”

“Eldritch Queen” Remember these names. Cause Jim won’t.

“I come to trade”

“Gunmar’s war for the surface lands has ravaged my village”

“I need the power to protect my people”

“You seek magic, but what do you bring in return?”

“Here, my offering”

”Carved from my own living stone” If this was a human he offer his liver.

“You will seek Merlin’s champions”

“and bring death to his Trollhunters!”

“No!”

You know what they say: “Magic comes with a price”

“What do you call cheese that isn’t yours?”

“I’ve got it! Nacho cheese”

“And it’s “Nacho” day, either”

“Now!”

*Sighs in Troll*

“I said”

“Now!”

You guys are a bit late.

“I miss the simpler days of hunting gnomes” Ah, good old first half of season 1 days. Good times.

“The Mega Trinidad Scorpion Burrito with spicy sour cream and pastrami” Well i love spicy food. So i have to be the judge of that (What i mean is at times my family would say something is spicy and when i try it i say it’s not. I’m so use to spicy things that it’s rare for them to burn my tongue. If that burrito is as spicy as Toby says it is, i’ll be the judge)

“Not again!” They really need to stop feeding him

“The Kairosect enables its bearer to step outside of time”

“Affording the opportunity to do this”

“What just happened?”

“I feel so violated” Jim is looking at Toby and Claire wishing he was in Toby’s place. And Claire is wishing Jim was in Toby’s place.

“This is amazing!” “Ow!”

“Do you know what this means?” “We are Dio!”

“We are Jotaro!” “We can start screaming ZA WARUDO!” “Or say Yare Yare Daze”

“Ah! Power’s of this device are limited to three rules”

“According to the inscription”

“the first is that only one person can step outside of time” “So it is The World”

“Secondly, is the time-stopping effect lasts for precisely”

“43 minutes and 9 seconds” But why that precise time?

“And the third?”

“You can only use it, uh...”

“Three times”

“Wait! You just used that thing, like twice”

“Well, the first, to test its ability”

“and the second, to demonstrate it to all of you” Moral of the story is don’t let Blinky test or demonstrate anything.

“Try to fit some sleep into your busy schedule, okay?” Yeah, i can’t fit sleep into my schedule.

“Guillermo, no... no...” Suddenly dreaming about the series creator.

“Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?”

“Jim, it’s 8:30!”

“I slept through my alarm!”

“They’re gonna carve that on your tombstone, Jimbo” Here lies Jim Lake Jr. He died cause he slept through his alarm.

“We got a problem!”

“Oh, great. Now what?” “I was thinking last night”

“Say you go through with trade and Angor’s free. How can we trust him?”

“What do you mean?”

“He kills Trollhunters”

“I don’t think he’s looking to retire” Angor Rot later retires to... Uh, somewhere. You guys decide.

“Hello?”

“An infestation!”

“Bagdwella?”

”How did you get my number?” “It was Toby!” “It was Claire!”

She slides in. Like how she’ll slide in when- Never mind.

“Gnomes!”

“They’re revolting!”

“I know, gnomes are disgusting”

“No, the other kind of revolting, dear!”

“They’ve organized to tear apart my shop!” Gnomes, you should do that here where Capitalism ruins our lives.

“What do you mean, you can’t? You either wear the ring or make the trade”

“I can’t stack gnomes!”

“Not stacking! Catching!”

“Poof! Last challenge, Lake!”

“Just get the ring-”

“No, you have to trade-”

“WAAAHHH!!!”

“I’m losing my mind!“

Someone needs to help this boy.

“Tell me” “I mean, he just seems so...”

“preoccupied”

“It’s almost like he has this entire secret life”

“that i don’t know anything about”

“Wait. Oh, my gosh. What is that?”

“Mosquito”

“Okay”

“I know that teenagers go through all manner of changes”

“But what bothers me is that Jim and i have always been close”

“I mean, i didn’t think that we would ever keep secrets from each other”

“Are you okay?”

“I-I truly doubt he’s keeping anything secret from you” Yeah not like something about Jim’s secret life is right in front of you.

“Well, perhaps the issue is that he’s no longer a man-”

“I mean”

“Becoming a troll!”

“Wah!” Is this some sort of foreshadowing?

“Are you sure you’re all right?”

“I’ve never felt better”

“Oh, dear. Just gassy”

“Mr. Blinky, your skin... You’re turning blue”

“Now, i don’t want to alarm you, but i think you’re having a heart attack”

“And are you smoking?”

“A filthy habit. I really must quit” Wow they got away with a smoking joke.

“Everyone, go away!” When you want to be alone.

“Master Jim! Disaster!”

“I’m reverting to troll form!”

“That’s great! Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“Yes, but in a public toilet where you mother is beating down the door! And my gronk-nuks are exposed!”

“Blinky’s stuck in Arcadia”

“and he’s turning into a troll”

“My Shadow Staff is at home”

“Tell him i’ll be right there!“

“AH!”

“DAH!”

“CLAIRE”

“NO!”

“AAAAAHHHHH!!!!”

“ZA WARUDO!”

“TOKI YO TOMARE!”

“Why did you let me drag you into this?”

“But how could i ever say “No” to those eyes?”

“Jim, focus!” Took the words right out of my mouth.

“Needs to be more gay”

“Much better”

“Adios, Senor Uhl” Jim should be lucky that didn’t kill him.

Gotta deliver the coffee.

“Jeez! Blinky!”

“What have you been eating? Wait what’s... Oh god i just saw a gronk-nuk! I’m blind!”

Somehow Blinky didn’t fly off.

He shoots.

He scores!

Jim is having too much fun.

“Hey, Strickler!”

*Spits in Troll*

Okay, JoJokes aside. I have a question about the Kairosect. When used is the whole world frozen, or is it only the town? Like say Jim goes outside of Arcadia. Will everything be frozen or not?

“Did you just touched my butt?” “I don’t how that happened, but you do have a nice butt” “It’s true” “Thanks Eli”

“Blinky, you’re back” “And naked. Can you get me some clothes please”

“My soul...”

“No”

“It’s... It’s gone”

“My soul!”

“You lied to me!”

“You fool”

“Your flesh is worth”

”nothing”

“I’LL KILL YOU!”

“Ugh.. I feel like someone spit in my mouth”

“The ring!”

“What?”

“Oh, no!“

Thanks for the jump scare.

Ring? Gone. Angor? Pissed. Hotel? Triviago.

Okay, so update. This is going on hiatus starting tomorrow cause the first episode of season 4 of ML is airing this Saturday and the Shanghai Special is Sunday. So this won’t be back till Tuesday.

#trollhunters #milk watches trollhunters #tales of arcadia

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starlightshore · 4 years

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i accidentally wrote this essay about post pacifist undertale

ok i did this and it’s incoherent. i literally keep thinking about this i can’t make sense of this please mr.fox give us the forbidden undertale lore in the comics i beg of you

anyway i’ve seen arguments for and against the idea that UT takes place 100 years after 201x. Some say its more likely to be a few years but that sounds hard to swallow, especially since it being a long time for toriel being stuck in the ruins is essential to her character. it’s asgore and toriel’s immortality and tragedy of being stuck in a perpetual state of grief and inaction that define them. to have it just be a few years, while, to us mortals that’s a long time, but it doesn't hit the same does it? also, why would gerson who was alive back in the war with knights say it’s been a long time since toriel and asgore have been together. when he’s the only one to remember the story of “fluffybuns.”

the only time we get a character (one, mind you, has a meta-sense of humor) talk about how long toriel’s been in the ruins with a real number is with sans saying a hundred years. and that gives us enough time for humans to fall into the underground but still have most monsters be born and grow up without seeing any.

and you can argue around that, and you can look at different game clues that point to the other interpretation like how chara might(?) know the snowdrake family, or how the dog couple competed against asgore and toriel. and toby is very good at story consistency and world building. it’s a strange detail that the dogs would compete with them, especially when they’re still alive. but i’d argue that they’re clearly really old now. their fur is 100% white and they can’t see. which is like, very common for old dogs. tho that doesn’t say a lot since white dogs are also a thing akdsfjasldf

and honestly idk how intentional this weird timeline thing even is! because like, at the pacifist ending it’s already established frisk is not chara and if it was the future we could at least get some hint to that? but then again if toby just dropped in a sci-fi world or post-apocalypse setting in the credits that’d be super jarring. but then again its not like! we see much??? we see a cityscape in the distance, an empty highway and a beach, all devoid of humans

like... it doesn’t disprove or prove either.

i guess and the end of the day your decision if the 100 year thing is true or not matters purely on personal preference. i find it hard to add real life politics (not as in, actual figure heads. tho that also just feels super wrong) to undertale’s universe like i don’t know the societal factors of either group. what are their populations, where are they, how much money do they have, what’s their education system and how does human society contrast that and interact with that. i hate to think of monsters coming out to our horrible, capitalistic nightmare of a world built on imperialism and a .001% hierarchy ruling class.

that said, it’s still a big factor in why chara and frisk likely chose to go to the mountain. Humanity is terrible, there’s a lot of floweys out there. that’s the whole point.

regardless though, if their world is modern or not, if it keeps the modern structure of awful systems (and frankly, with climate change this isn’t sustainable for 100 more years) its hard to imagine what UT’s surface world is like with just frisk’s fashion and a few quick glimpses. also, equally hard to think of these goofy monsters interacting with our real world in anyway.

also, as a side note, just who is the ruler post pacifist? because i see asgore is still king but he SHOULDN’T frankly, he’s not a good king as much as i love him as a character he’s not fit to rule. toriel is clearly living her dream of being a teacher but who else would rule fairly? a big part of the neutral endings being “bad” endings are that no one is fit to rule the underground.

on-top of that, how do they handle the whole “yeah our king killed 6 kids but like, ya’ll imprisoned us to die in a mountain 1000 years ago and you killed our prince x years ago so we cool? we good? yeah?”do they... not mention it? do they keep it a secret? cause then that’s conspiracy. humanity will want to know how come monsters were trapped and how they got out. they will demand answers.

this haunts me

and i get half the fun of fandom is coming up with your answers and maybe that’s why it’s left to be interpreted, or maybe it was the end of the game and there wasn’t enough room to explore all these things or there could be future material that covers it like how the first UT anniversary had that askblog set in real time 1 year later.

and at this point we could play death of the author, there is no canon answer, there is no 100% complete canon evidence-based result. none of this matters. we gotta pick and choose our own answers

#personal stuff #long post

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i loved your post about the trio and it inspired me to make this ask. how would the creeps react to falling in love with someone that’s already taken by another creep. And how would said creep react to someone else being on love with their s/o. i hope this makes sense, thank u!!

I hope I did this right! I kinda split it into 2 parts for each creep and honestly had so much fun thinking about this one, thanks for sending it in! (also I’d be happy to expand a lil more on any of these scenarios lol)

Part 1: How they react to falling in love with another creep’s S/O

Part 2: How they react to another creep being in love with their S/O

JEFF:

(1)

King of denial

He’s a mass murderer who takes pleasure in tormenting innocent humans, how could he just fall in love with some waste of space-oh shit, did they really find his joke funny?

Will try to get his mind off them, but enough is enough goddammit, he’s going to tell them how he feels even if it makes them uncomfortable because, remember, he’s a selfish bitch

As you can guess, it does not go well

The confession more or less comes out as “I deserve you more than (other creepypasta) and if you can’t see that then it’s your loss.”

(2)

Laughs in the pastas’ face when he finds out

Hah, as if his S/O would leave him for some pathetic excuse of a creepypasta, right… right?

Talks about how great the relationship is in front of the pasta even when no one asked about it

Is it to be an ass or is it his way of telling them to back off? Who knows

Definitely more cautious when you’re around any of his housemates

BEN DROWNED:

(1)

Full stalker mode

Acknowledges his feelings but is a bit like Jeff when it comes to the denial part

He just doesn’t want to open himself up only to be hurt if the person doesn’t or can’t understand his mental health issues

Physically distances himself from the person and pasta because he doesn’t want to make anything worse

Can’t help but watch the person through their electronics and keep tabs on the relationship

Lowkey hopes things go south between the 2 but keeps that to himself

(2)

Surprisingly more angry than anything

He’s finally got someone that makes him happy, now some other creepypasta decides to catch feelings for them? As if they’ll drop Ben like a sack of potatoes for someone else?

Ya see, while he may get a bit insecure about this from time to time, the dude puts a lot of thought and trust into someone before committing, so he’s not worried about his S/O

Shocks the creepypasta through their electronics any time they’re in the same room as him and plays on their biggest fears until they get the point to stay as far away from his S/O as possible

MASKY:

(1)

Probably recognized the feelings as soon as they appeared

More annoyed than anything, now he’s gotta worry about their safety, especially when you’re with them

In his eyes, Masky is the only one who can be trusted with your precious life

Starts giving them rocks and leaves with various dates written on them-only he knows what they mean at this point

Wants to tell them how he feels but is trying to respect the two of you

If the pasta starts to get suspicious he’ll end up blurting it out though

(2)

“I think I’m in love with (name)”

“No you’re not.”

Doesn’t want to talk about it but obviously needs to

Passive aggressive to everyone around him, especially the pasta who decided to ruin his life (he’s dramatic ok)

Literally rolls his eyes and scoffs when he enters the same room as them

Immediately uses a weakness against them if they try talking to or about his S/O

HOODY:

(1)

Instantly starts thinking of ways to get this person to realize that he can make them more happy than any other pasta could

Becomes super impatient which is unusual for him

Does nothing to shield his stares or spam of compliments

Denies anything if questioned because when he finally fesses up it’ll be on his terms only, no one else’s

Comes off as very sincere and tells the person of interest how much it hurts to see them with someone who doesn’t treat them like the royalty they are, and he just really wants to see them happy

(2)

He’s had a suspicion for a while now

Is NOT happy at all when it comes out though

Asks to talk to the pasta privately, keeping up a cool front until they’re alone

Either socks them in the face or hurls whatever he’s holding at them

Tells them that he’ll “allow” contact between his S/O and them but the minute they make a move he’ll keep them wishing for death for the next few decades

TICCI TOBY:

(1)

Nervous wreck

Doesn’t know how to handle it, does he tell them? Keep it to himself?

Ends up going about his business as though nothing is wrong

One day he’s hanging out with this person and they’re laughing at whatever video he’s just shown them

And it just, comes out

“I love you”

Doesn’t realize it until he sees the look on their face

Cannot stop mentally swearing at himself

Grabs their arm to try and explain and is kinda hurt when they flinch back or pull away

Immediately leaves and isn’t seen for weeks

(2)

“Of course they’re in love with (name), who wouldn’t be?”

Doesn’t take it too seriously until he finds himself imagining the pasta’s face on all of his targets

Asks the pasta why they felt the need to tell S/O this

Are they threatening Toby? Are they planning on taking his S/O from them?

(has unknowingly been swinging his hatchets around throughout the entire conversation)

EYELESS JACK:

(1)

Honestly has no idea why he feels like this around someone

Has heard of what love is but doubted this was it

Love was supposed to make you feel good, not like you had gotten a stomach big every time they smiled at you

Asks one of the other pastas about it and is surprised when they cackle and inform him that what he’s feeling is, in fact, love

Doesn’t want any sort of drama so he just pines from a distance

Very melodramatic

Sighs at the thought of them together, stares outside and wonders what a life with them would be like

(2)

As calm as Jack wants to be, he and his demon part are enraged

Territorial as FUCK

Will try to keep his S/O in his bed as much as possible for a while

Allows his demon to come out for a few minutes to terrify everyone within a mile of him

Once he’s somewhat calmed down he’ll ask that no one speak to him about S/O ever again

#ask #I HAD SO MANY IDEAS FOR THIS AND TRIED TO NARROW THEM DOWN #creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta imagines #cp hc #marble hornets #mh hc #jeff the killer #ben drowned #masky #hoody #hoodie #ticci toby #eyeless jack #s/o

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