#P panda single

[daily-utsu-p]

Daily Utsu-P #187:

P-PANDA feat. Kasane Teto | Original single

#utsu p #utsu-p #utsup #music #original #audio #kasane teto #Teto kasane #Synthesizer V #Synth V #Synthv #Metal #P-PANDA #P PANDA #Single #2024 #P-panda single #P panda single #Teto #Kasane

[amnhnyc]

It’s National Panda Day! 🐼 Did you know that giant pandas (Ailuropoda melanoleuca) can spend up to 16 hours a day eating? Their diet consists almost exclusively of bamboo. In order to get enough nutrients, these bears can chow down on more than 80 lbs (36 kg) of it each day. And their guts are lined with a layer of mucus that protects them from woody splinters during digestion. If you’re wondering where all that waste goes, pandas can poop up to 40 times in a single day, sometimes continuing to defecate even in their sleep! Unfortunately, the giant panda is a vulnerable species—only a little over 1,800 pandas live in the wild. Photo: Joachim S. Müller, CC BY-NC-SA 2.0, flickr #wildlife #nature #amazinganimals #amnh https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp2lccurW3t/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#wildlife #nature #amazinganimals #amnh

[artiststarme]

Robin has a nut allergy

Just a little snippet of Robin being allergic to nuts with some Steddie on the side. I hope you guys like it and please leave your thoughts in the comments!

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It’s a well known fact within the Party that Robin is allergic to nuts. Whether it be because of genetics or her lesbianism that had her allergic to even being in the vicinity of nuts, male or otherwise, she was deathly allergic. And ever since an incident involving carrot cake, walnuts, and an ambulance ride to the ER, everyone knew it. 

She didn’t have an Epipen herself (they were too expensive and she’d rather die before spending $600 on something that might save her life) but Hopper now had three of them on his person at any given time. And Steve had stolen one of his emergency pens to put in the Beemer in case of emergencies. 

Either way, it had been a long time since she’s needed one and a long time since she had any sort of allergic reaction. Robin felt secure with her friends. With them, she didn’t have to check all of the ingredients on food containers or worry about one of them trying to murder her with concealed tree nuts, unlike her parents. Or so she thought. 

Because when she stepped into the Hopper-Byers’ house one afternoon on what was supposed to be her introduction to her first DnD campaign, her throat swelled shut. Within seconds she was choking, her face turning red and her eyes watering. She couldn’t breathe. 

She clawed at her throat in an effort to get air in. She vaguely felt Steve pulling her out of the doorway of his house and distantly heard him yelling at Eddie to grab something from his glove box. Meanwhile, Robin was panicking. She couldn’t get enough air in and her muscles were starting to weaken. She could feel her body fighting itself as it responded to the airborne molecules of nuts in the air. 

Her vision was tunneling and her breaths were labored by the time she felt a sharp stab in her right thigh. Immediately, the swelling in her throat started to lessen and her vision began to clear. Her chest heaved for the air it was deprived of and her ears tuned back into her surroundings. 

“C’mon Eddie, help me pick her up. We have to get her to the hospital. Let’s go!”

“Hey Stevie, calm down. She’s fine now. We’ll get her to the hospital and she’ll be okay. I’ll drive, you just hold onto Robin.”

“What even happened? She was having an allergic reaction?” She thinks that was Jonathan but she couldn’t be sure with her eyes still closed. 

“She’s allergic to nuts. Especially pecans and walnuts,” that darling voice was Will’s. She’s recognize his soft tone anywhere. 

“Oh my god! I was making pecan pie, I forgot! I feel horrible!” That was Joyce, no one else could sound so hysteric. 

The rest of the conversation escaped her as Steve and Eddie set her in the Beemer and took off towards the hospital. She nodded off in Steve’s arms in the back of the car and Eddie drive like a bat out of hell to get her help. 

When she woke up, she was resting on a hospital bed with IVs in her hands and a blanket pulled up to her chest. Night had fallen and Steve and Eddie were still by her bedside, curled up on a single chair with their limbs wrapped around each other. 

Knowing she was safe in the presence of her best friends, she let her eyes slip closed and went back to sleep. There would be apologies made in the morning and hysterical promises made but for now, she would rest in the presence of her capital P platonic soulmate and his boyfriend, her other best friend. Everything else could be dealt with later.

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#Robin keeps a list of people that try to kill her through her by nut allergy #Joyce is at the top now which makes her feel guilty every time #You can't tell me Robin isn't allergic to nuts in canon #My mom always tries to kill me through walnut use too #I've had two reactions in the past 24 hours because this lunatic wanted to make banana nut bread in the house #stranger things #robin buckley #steddie #mentions #fanfic #steve harrington #eddie munson #chief hopper #joyce byers

[winterchimez]

If you had to assign your moots to a cartoon character which would it be??

hi anonie!! im so sorry for the late reply bcs i actually needed some time to do a bit of thinking for this one hehe but here we go!

@sungbeam - hay lin (witch). you're just as creative as she is (me looking at your fics like hello???? talent???), and also a geek (as a mcu fan hehe), and you give me wind element vibes like she does 🎐

@from-izzy - numbuh 3 (codename kids next door). you look just like her, even the way you speak sounds identical like you have to see the vision, my soulmate.

@juyeonszn - june (little einsteins). the long lost sister i never knew i needed??? you're the june to my annie, an amazing dancer just like june, i love you always mwah mwah 😙

@snowflakewhispers - raven (teen titans). i LOVE raven she's my fav from the group and you give off the same vibes, you'd be saying something outrageous/funny with a straight face and i'm the one who's always losing my shit 🥲👍

@itsbeeble - daffy duck (looney tunes). i don't think i have to explain. im bugs bunny and you're daffy. that's it.

@daisyvisions - panda bear (we bare bears). she's literally a big sister to me, and she always radiates warm and soft caring aura 😔 (while also being hilarious and umm coughs at the side yes)

@aimeecarreros - alex (totally spies). you're just as expressive as her, and god you are FUNNY AS HELL ANSKDANDAKND (i labyu muacks 😘)

@cloverdaisies - dee dee (dexter's laboratory). you whenever you insist that im not coming to visit you in eu anymore 😃 (I WILL COME JUST YOU WAIT I WILL COME SECRETLY SO THAT YOU HAVE NOTHING TO SAY)

@heemingyu - tom (tom & jerry). gurl i dont even have to say anything you're always up to no good. period. everyone will agree with me on this list.

@flwoie - elmo (sesame street). i love elmo my little red monster i used to watch elmo's world every single day when i got back from kindergarten and he just radiates positive energy just like you!! ❤️

@hanniluvi - blossom (powerpuff girls). even the emoji i gave you is literally a pink bow, you just give off the sweet cutest vibes to me 🥺🎀

@justalildumpling - pocoyo. bruh pocoyo is my fav, my childhood, my everything. he's one little adorable lil pumpkin pie, and thats you to me too my lil dongsaeng 🥹 adorable and always full of energy just like him 💙

@zzoguri - agent p (phineas and ferb). istg i feel like there's nothing you can't do, from writing good fics, to makeup, to games and even video editing hello???? pls hmu i beg 😮‍💨

@littleroaes - bloom (winx club). i remember we talked about the series a long time ago and you just give me bloom vibes bcs of how sweet you are!!

@kimsohn - lorax (dr. seuss). i love this little guy, he's witty, fun, and hilarious and thats you to me 🥺

#❄️ — asks! #🎮 — tag games! #mutuals! <3 #damn ngl this took me like an hour adjandjdn

[ellecdc]

https://www.instagram.com/p/C6ZDS7-uFrG/?igsh=NHdzcXFlbzB1ZjBq

TELL ME THATS NOT BARTY X READER

ok so this is really funny for a few reasons but it comes with a story so please don't mind the rambling:

basically @unstablereader acts as head elf in Santa's workshop - helps me organize requests and tell me if my ideas are plausible/helps me come up with ideas when I'm stuck and kind of reads (not proof reads) just reads most stories before I post them to tell me 'if they're good'

the problem is every single fic she's like "omg this is so good!" or "omg that fic is amazing" and I'm like "babes, I'm gonna stop believing you. at this point I could write absolute fucking garbage and you'd be like 'nice' " and she called herself a raccoon and then we talked about trash pandas

then last night she made a piccrew raccoon in slytherin colours and I was like "barty trash panda"

so TL;DR YES THAT'S ABSOLUTELY BARTY AND READER, in fact, that could be barty x potter!reader because he's her big crazy alligator guard dog and she's his cute little trash panda omgggg

#barty gate #if you give the fans a barty #barty x potter!reader

[hoedorokishoto]

Random HC's for what some of the KNB Boys wear to bed 💤💕

I would like to preface this by saying these are all headcanon's that popped into my brain intermittently over the course of the day, so enjoy... yes KNB is on my mind 24/7

Shintaro Midorima

So hear me out, I have no evidence to back it up but I 100% believe it in my soul to be true.

This man sleeps 100% naked, always. Excluding basketball and school trips of course.

It all started in Middle School when he kept yawning at practice on day and Aomine caught on and said something along the lines of being too restricted while sleeping. If he just let it all hang loose he would sleep way better "take it from me Midorima"

Because side note, Daiki gets home and strips, regardless of who is there.

After calling Aomine a neanderthal and everything else he could think of under the sun he left and put his lack of sleep down to school stress. Sure to pass after exams.

That was until exams did finish and he was tossing and turning still. His sleep restless. His long limbs flailing around the bed as he moved and tried to get comfortable.

Seeing no end in sight he huffed and did the last thing he ever thought he would do, stripped down to nothing. Getting naked as the day he was born before getting back in bed and laying down.

Sleep finding him surprisingly quick, his eyes shutting as soon as his head hit the pillow.

He hasn't worn clothes to sleep ever since.

I also think that one day his mother came into his room to wake him and got the fright of her life. Both the Midorima's in shock and silence. Without another word she turned around and left. Didn't say a single thing about it and for weeks after whenever they passed each other would just communicate in one word sentences like "Shin" to which he would respond "Mother" and not another word is said.

Daiki Aomine

So to continue with this menace of a man, as previously stated he also sleeps naked.

But isn't even going to try and hide it.

As soon as he gets home he takes off his shoes and clothes and just wears underwear around the house, plopping down on the couch to watch whatever basketball game happened to be on at the time.

He goes straight from the bath or shower into his bedroom and has the towel slung over his shoulder keeping water from dripping down his body.

His parents thought it was cute when he was young and then when he got older tried to get to to at least wear a robe or something but to no avail.

His argument being "I don't know how you can have a problem with it. You made me."

Eventually they just gave up and turned a blind eye. They are now so numb to it that they just have dinner with a half naked Daiki at one end of the table.

Atsushi Murasakibara

110% has different coloured onsies.

Another head canon that has no evidence to back it up but I will go down fighting about it.

Mind you they are custom made, his family getting him one every big holiday and at the start of every school term. Just because he grows so much and has hulked out of so many.

He isn't ashamed either. If the Yosen boys are having a movie night, catch him there in a onsie with a tail. He needs to be comfy while eating snacks and the boys never say anything because really who are they to judge.

Once accidentally washed one with Tatsuya's pristine white sleep shirts and made them all turn various shades of red and pink.

His team mate not being very impressed as they were bulk ordered from some place in America and i quote "were like sleeping on a cloud."

The titan did feel bad and offered him something to sleep in, the raven haired boy being all but swallowed alive in a black and white panda onsie. Some of the fabric dragging along the ground like a train.

Seijuro Akashi

When I close my eyes I can picture Seijuro waking up in a penthouse apartment.

Slipping out of bed and walking over to the open windows, looking out over the city as his butler brings him his coffee.

He slips his hand into the pocket of his long, silk sleep pants and watches the hustle and bustle of the city below.

He prefers the long pants and no shirt in the warmer months and long pants and a t-shirt in a matching colour in the colder months.

I don't have much to say except just clothes your eyes and picture him like I just mentioned... one word. Magnificent. *chef's kiss*

#knb headcanons #knb hcs #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basuke #akashi seijuro #shintaro midorima #daiki aomine #atsushi murasakibara #generation of miracles #knb

[realmyths]

⭐️ ― convincing portrayal of a canon character 💻 ― excellent writing 🎙️ ― great to talk to 🎀 ― all-around kind person 🥇 ― well-developed oc 🏆 ― 10/10 blog, would recommend — AND since these are geared toward you tagging other blogs to send love, I just want to add in a personal tidbit of my own to say that I think you're an amazing mun, even though we are new mutuals, you seem really sweet and I'm super excited to continue writing with you and your awesome muses!

adfghjkl; thank you so much! That's so sweet of you <3 I look forward to writing more with you as well. Your muses are equally amazing. And you seem like such a lovely mun as well. <3 This is so kind, thank you! <3

⭐️ ― convincing portrayal of a canon character

@okruchlodu - This mun's portrayal of Yennefer is *chefs kiss* beautiful. I am so so so lucky that this lovely mun is one of my mains. I adore every single thread we have and look forward to more in the future. Not only does this mun bring Yennefer to life wonderfully, they are also just all around a talented writer. And a lovely person OOC as well. Anyone who's not already, go follow! You won't regret it. Ciri and I recommend it :) <3

💻 ― excellent writing

@ferinehuntress - Panda, I am constantly blown away by not only the beauty and skill you demonstrate with your writing, but also how you write longer threads so easily. I hope to one day get to that stage. Haha! No but seriously, Panda is such a great, talented writer. I adore reading not only our threads, but her threads with others. And I'm never disappointed. I only hope to demonstrate even a tenth of the skill of this wonderful mun. Go follow rn! You won't regret it. Go follow, or Vi will glare at you. And you don't want that :P And I absolutely recommend this wonderful mun. <3

🎙️ ― great to talk to

Besides the two muns I've already mentioned, who I love talking to OOC, I'm going to go with.... @bewitchingbaker ! We haven't spoken extensively OOC but whenever we have, the mun has been extremely kind. And I adore writing with them, so much. I love the relationships we're developing with Esme and Farryn. And hopefully we will eventually have a thread with Hope as well. That'd be great. Go follow if you're not already. Esme and I recommend it :) <3

🎀 ― all-around kind person

@uncxntrxllable - You didn't think I'd forget you, did you? We're newer mutuals like you said, but just the fact that you went out of your way to add kindness towards me to this ask, shows how lovely you are. I look forward to getting to know you better in the future, and doing much more writing together. And thanks again for your kindness! I really appreciate it. <3

🥇 ― well-developed oc

We're not even following each other on this blog (yet), but I have to shout out Enza @amcthystdreams for such well-developed OCs. Listen, I would follow this mun anywhere. And I have. I swear, this mun could write the personification of paint drying, and I'd follow. I swear, Enza would find a way to make even that interesting. The OCs on this blog are so so so well-developed. I adore and admire this mun for having such a variety of muses, all of whom I look forward to getting to know and writing with. Keep up the good work, Enza. Keep writing your OCs, because I for one, absolutely adore them. And everyone who isn't, go follow Enza! If you like my OCs, you'll absolutely love theirs. Go follow now! <3

🏆 ― 10/10 blog, would recommend

Besides all the muns I've already mentioned, I'm going to go with @lovepurposed ! We're newer mutuals and haven't really got a thread going (yet). But I absolutely LOVE (pun completely intended) this mun's OCs. I love how in-depth the mun gets in their writing, and I adore their aesthetic as well. Overall, their blog is just so beautiful and well-done. Keep up the good work, Orion! And everyone who isn't yet, go follow Orion. Again, if you like my OCs, you'll absolutely love theirs. Go follow now! <3

#uncxntrxllable #(mun: replies.) #ooc #(ooc.) #(out of character.)

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||The Misadventures of the Phoenix and the Shadow Chimera Sorcerers Part 11-Little adventure of Yuji and Taz||

Hi dears,. This is Part 11 of this Drabble series I'm writing with my amazing friend. It seems we have another adventure this time so lets see what is going on today. To see where we are now, the chapters are down below.

---- Previous Parts -----

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

((Your reading part 11))

---Drabble Summary ---

It seems another adventure is going on with the students of Jujutsu High. However, it involves watching over little Taz and Little Yuji. However, when Sukuna and Kinie went to get some snacks, it was up to the others to watch them or would they? Curious to what happened, read to find out.

||Warning||

~Worried students

~Missing toddlers but they were fine

~Two very angry parents

||Muses in this drabble||

Taz Hellion, Kinie, , Daichi/Eito belongs to my friend and amazing rp partner@chunibyo-x-sorcerer that is a side blog owned by @demon-blood-youths

Ryomen Sukuna, Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Maki Zenin, and Nobara Kugisaki belong to Jujtusu Kaisen but also to me due to rping them as muses

((Note: This drabble will have heavy grammar mistakes and errors but this was written for fun. I hope you understand but also enjoy please.))

"Your going where?" Daichi, Megumi, Nobara asked seeing Sukuna and Kinie standing in front of the three while hearing little Yuji laughing while gently booping little Taz's nose who smiled blushing.

"You heard us. Me and Kinie are going into town to get some new stuffed toys for the little ones. I'm getting a tiger for little Yuji.." he said.

"And I'm getting a panda for little taz. Though, I already got her a quoll one but I'm getting another one......" Kinie said. Both the king and his princess were wearing some regular clothing and it seems they would do some shopping.

"So we are asking you to watch over the little ones for a few hours. We shouldn't take too long to get what we need and come back." she said.

"Ohhh so you want us to baby sit them? Sure, we can do that!" Nobara said smiling with Megumi and Daichi nodding. They wouldn't mind watching them. Even seeing the two playing.

"Good. We should be back real soon while heading into town." she said to them. As the two were getting ready to head out.

"Don't worry you guys, we will watch over Yuji and Taz till you come back!" Daichi smiled happy to the two but Kinie remembers something.

"Oh, and one thing.." she said.

"Uhhh yeah?" Daichi asked seeing Kinie looking to them.

"You guys better be sure to keep a good eye on them. You are responsible to being sure little Taz and little Yuji stay safe and don't get hurt..." she glares at Daichi but only looks to them as they tense.

"She's right. We don't want anything happening to the little ones so just be sure you keep a good eye on them. Because if we find out anything happens to them or if a single hair is missing on their heads." Sukuna grabs Daichi's shirt and lifts him up to look dead in his eyes seeing red eyes. Kinie even had her dark spear showing while glaring at them.

"You all will regret it." they said in a deadly tone scaring Daichi and them.

"U..Uhhh r..r...right! Of course, you both don't have to worry. We'll be sure they are safe." Daichi said that Sukuna looks to him but drops him as he falls on his butt.

"OW!"

"Anyway, you can contact us with these phones Gojo gave us. Just keep a eye on them...we will see you soon." he said but saw little Taz and Yuji playing as they waddle over to Kinie and Sukuna who picked them both up.

"Papa! Papa! P...Pway?" Taz coos smiling at him while holding his cheeks.

"Pway Pway!" Yuji smiled nuzzling Kinie's cheek.

"Oh you two. We have to go out for a little bit but we will be back to play with you. You and your brother be good little ones okay. And Yuji, keep a eye on your little sister okay?" Kinie said but he blinks only to nod. "Good boy."

"And Taz, be sure you listen to your little brother okay?" Sukuna said but she blinks to nod, gigging while hugging him. The group blink seeing how cute they were! They really were the only ones that can calm Kinie and Sukuna down. Seeing this, both Kinie kisses Yuji's cheek and Sukuna kissing Taz's cheek before setting them both down.

"We'll be back. Be good you two." They said smiling while they giggle waving to them. The curses smiled waving to the little ones but they glared at the others to insure they would be safe. However, they stood up to head out and close the door to see Daichi sigh.

"Yeah...still scary." Nobara said but seeing little Yuji stand up but helps little Taz stand too so they can go and play with Miko and Yuria seeing how adorable they were.

"Alright guys, lets just be sure Taz and Yuji are taking care of. Lets just do our best!" Daichi said.

"We'll be fine, Daichi. Though, lets be sure they have what they can while Sukuna and KInie are gone. With that, the group goes to babysit Taz and Yuji. For a while, they already fed them, cleaned them, and made sure they were safe and protected. Even Eito was watching over the two while they were being gentle while petting and hugging the spirit. Eito chirps nuzzling against the two.

"Awwwwww, so cute!" Gojo said taking more pictures.

"Again with the pictures.." Nanami sighed looking at him but Daichi, Megumi, and Nobara sighed. Well, since they became kids, he was enjoying this. Though, so far they already were alright and told Kinie and Sukuna the two were okay.

So far so good. It was not like anything could go wrong right? Well....after a few hours, the group was resting up while making sure the two were safe.

"I'm telling you. If you just add a theme song it's fine! It'll make you look cooler-"

"I told you a thousand times Kisho, I'm NOT adding a theme song!" Megumi argues with the girls going to get some blankets for Taz and Yuji to take their nap. The two were playing in the room with Yuji giggling to pet his sister's head again. All she did was giggle and smiles.

"But why not!? You'll be cool just like me! X3"

"NO!" he shouted at him as the two argued now. This made little Yuji blink confused to why they were arguing now. He didn't know why but he was looking only to keep by his sister. As for Taz, she was giggling hugging her quoll plush before the two hear a soft baaa from somewhere.

"???" They looked around before seeing the cursed spirit Willson? What could he want? He looks to the kids but thought they were cute! He even smiled to see the little ones eyes sparkling seeing the goat ghost.

"I TOLD YOU I'M NOT DOING THAT!" Megumi said.

"OH COME ON, IT'S COOL! YOU'LL EVEN GET NOTICED BY MANY PEOPLE EVEN OUR CLASSMATES- "

"I SAID NO!!"

He and Denji kept arguing back but didn't know the little ones were now following after Willson who was letting them. He was happy while the two kids laughing softly reaching for him. This is when the girls came back to the room.

"Hey guys, were back with the blankets. Taz and Yuji should be ready for their na-" As Nobara speaks she stops seeing the two arguing. Miko and Yuria blinks confused.

"Uhhh.."

"WHY ARE YOU TWO ARGUING!?" Nobara shouted seeing them stop to look but Megumi sighed.

"Nothing. This idiot was suggesting I should get a theme song but I said no." he Megumi said.

"He has no taste!" Daichi said with the girls sighing.

"Uh huh. Come on, we need to put the little ones down for a nap." Nobara said. "So where are they?" she asked.

"They should on the play mat." Megumi said pointing so the girls go to do that but when entering the room they stop.

"........"

"What?" Daichi asked.

"Megumi?....Daichi?...their not in here." Nobara said as the two blink to get up heading over.

"What are you talking about? They are in there. Are you trying to-" As Megumi looks he tenses seeing the play room was empty. Daichi saw but his eyes widen.

"W...what?!? But they were here! We know it!" Daichi said rushing in. "Taz!? Yuji!?" DAichi said looking around for them as the girls did and Megumi too. As they were panicking, Willson was happily playing with the little ones while he was leading the two to a play area but he would keep them safe while Taz and Yuji was happily following him.

~~~Back inside~~~~

"Oh no, oh no no no no NO!" Daichi was sweating now looking like he was going to be sick. "I can't believe this! WE LOST TAZ AND YUJI!! SUKUNA AND KINIE ARE GOING TO FUCKING KILL US!" he said crying.

"Calm down! I'm sure they are around somewhere. They couldn't have gone far." Megumi said.

"You two were to watch them while we went to get the blankets for them! How could you lose them!?" Nobara shouted to bonk the two as Megumi winces.

"It wasn't my fault! Daichi started the stupid argument so it's his fault!"

"NO! I was just trying to tell you a theme song would make you look-"

"G..GUYS! This is not the time! We have to find them before Sukuna and KInie get back! Who knows what they will do if they find out!" Yuria said worried.

"I think I might know what he might do and It won't be pretty." DAichi said shaking.

"Look, lets tell everyone in school to keep a eye out for the two. They have to be around here somewhere. We can find them before-" As he said this, Daichi's phone rings as he looks to see who it was. His face pales showing it was Sukuna and Kinie.

"What's wrong?"

"I..I..It's them! Sukuna and Kinie is calling! What do I do!?" he said.

"Just answer the phone!" Megumi said but DAichi whines not wanting to but gulps to calm down and picks up. "Uhhhh Hello?"

'Hey brat. It's me. Were just calling to check on the pups. Are they alright?'

"Yeah, of course! Their fine. We ummm...just put them down for a nap." Daichi said but he was scared.

'I see. Well, I'm just calling to say we should be back in a little bit. Kinie is looking for some new bows for Taz but I got Yuji some hats. It should be another two hours before we come back.'

"Right. Thanks for the heads up! We'll be sure to do that!" he said loudly but Sukuna blinks.

'Why are you being so loud? Your shouting...'

"S..Sorry, just ummm.....excited. Anyway, we'll see you two later!" he said to hang up.

~~~~~~~

Sukuna blinks to lower the phone. "Weird." he said but heard Kinie laughing. He looks seeing her holding some cute little bows for Taz.

"Did you find something princess." Sukuna said even if other women blushed seeing how hot Sukuna looked! He looked pretty built for a guy.

"I did! Taz would look cute with this!" she said showing them. Sukuna looks but smiled.

"I think she would be three times cuter than she is." he said to Kinie who smiled being adorable. He chuckled to pet her head while KInie smiled. "Oh, I forgot. How are the pups?"

"They are taking their naps. I think by the time we get back, they should wake up. So, we should hurry up and head back." he said.

"Of course my king." she said happily finishing up as he follows her. Though, he was helping with holding the things in a basket.

~~~~Back at Jujutsu High~~~~~

Everyone is on high alert trying to find the little ones. They have looked in all the classrooms, outside, teacher's lounge, hidden spots, even other locations and no luck. Where could they be!?

"Ohhhh their going to kill us. Their going to kill us!!" Daichi cries looking cared. "What are we going to do?! What are we gonna tell them!?" he said.

"Stop panicking. The little ones have to still be in school. We just have to keep looking." Megumi said.

"But how long!? Sukuna and Kinie will be back soon! They will destroy the school if they find out!" he said but Megumi sighed. He saw the girls running over worried but tired. "Any luck?"

"No. We looked in the cafeteria but nothing." Nobara said.

"We checked the classrooms with the second grade and nothing." Miko said worried.

"Were still looking around but..what if they walked off the school grounds!?" Yuria said that made Daichi twitch but slowly think.

"O..O..Out..o..o..of s...s..school grounds?" he meeps but his eyes became dizzy and falls back to faint. Yeah, they were going to kill him. Megumi sighed to see that.

"Great.......Come on, lets keep looking." Megumi said while they just keep looking. The groups were scattered all over but they had no idea Willson was watching them. Even carrying them on his back to give them little rides. And yes, they are still on school grounds. Little Yuji laughed having fun but held onto his sister Taz who was making silly noises riding his back even petting his head.

"Goooo....f..fun!" she smiled.

"Baaaaa...sooo cute!" he said happily to reach and nuzzle the two who smile and hug him back. Yeah, they were having fun with him. Not knowing the chaos going on right now. They looked everywhere for the last few hours till it was later in the afternoon. Megumi was tired but was upset seeing they didn't find them.

Nobara was worried hoping they were alright. Daichi did wake up but he was pacing left and right. They didn't find the two and it was already getting dark.

"I don't get it. They should be around but no! Where could they be!?" Daichi said but Megumi looks to him.

"I don't know. We should have watched them better then they wouldn't be missing. All because you wanted to argue about stupid theme songs."

"Theme songs are NOT dumb!" he said.

"Guys not now! I just hope the others are having better luck..." Yuria said but they might have to tell Sukuna and Kinie they lost the pups. They were not going to be happy.

"So..h..how should we tell them?" Daichi said worried as the group thinks but it's when they heard the door open making him tense.

"Guys! were back!"

Sukuna and Kinie returned.

'Oh on..' Daichi said.

"Sorry we were late. We had to get some other things for the little ones but we hope they were good." Kinie said showing the bag with Sukuna doing the same. However, the two blink seeing the group tired or something.

"What is wrong? Did the pups tire you all out? That's a shame. They are pretty quick for little pups." Kinie smiled. "So, are they still taking their nap?"

"...."

"Is something wrong?" Sukuna asked but Megumi sighed to look at them.

"Sukuna..Kinie...we have something to tell you.." he said.

"Tell us? What is it?" She asked but Sukuna wonders too that Daichi looks scared but sighed.

"W..we......we sorta lost them?" Daichi said nervous but the king and his princess blinks.

"Lost them? What are you talking about?" KInie asked.

"...Lost as in we...lost Yuji and Taz.." Megumi said but Sukuna was shocked that Kinie drops the bag seeing the bows and stuff doll of a panda fall out. She quickly rushes into the play room to check.

"But don't be angry. We been looking for them all day! We are having the others help us try to find them-"

"....WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU FUCKING LOST THEM!? AS IN THEY BEEN GONE SINCE I CALLED!?" Sukuna shouted to make the others wince. He was pissed.

"Y..Yes but please! We didn't mean to-"

"WE GAVE YOU ONE JOB TO DO AND YOU FUCKING LOSE THEM! HOW THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT!?" He shouted.

"It wasn't our fault! It's just me and Megumi got into some argument about him having a theme song and-"

"YOU LOST THE PUPS BECAUSE OF SOME DAMN ARGUMENT!!!" he shouted but Kinie looks to come back but she was quiet. The girls saw her upper face hidden but their was tears? Wait, was she crying?

"........You..YOU IDIOTS!" Kinie barked that her cursed energy shows up in deadly waves but she walks over showing a spear ready to hunt them all down. "HOW COULD YOU LOSE THEM! WHAT IF SOMETHING BAD HAPPENED TO THEM!" she said now crying angry.

"KINIE CALM DOWN! WE DIDN'T MEAN TO-"

"SILENCE! DO YOU KNOW THEY COULD HAVE WANDERED OFF FROM SCHOOL GROUNDS! WHAT IF ANOTHER CURSE GOT THEM!? WHAT IF THEY GOT HURT!? WHAT IF THEY......WHAT IF THEY GOT KILLED!?" she said now tightening the grip on her spear but she looks up to scare them. Her eyes were glowing but the tears were seen. Even Sukuna was worried. He's never seen his princess cry like this.

"KINIE PLEASE-"

"I SHOULD FUCKING KILL ALL OF YOU FOR LOSING HER! AND YUJI TOO! I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR LOSING THE LITTLE ONES!" she shouted.

"KINIE CALM DOWN!" Megumi said but she had her kinfolk surround everyone ready to attack them. "YOU FOOLS DARE LOSE THEM! I WILL BE SURE YOU REGRET THIS! I WILL BE SURE TO MAKE YOU ALL-" As she speaks, someone pulls her back only to be held. She looks up but saw Sukuna quiet.

"Enough princess........please calm down." he said but she was quiet only to cry more that she hid her face sobbing loudly in his chest. Sukuna held her but he looks to the others.

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't curse you all for losing the pups. And it better be a good damn one." he said.

"........W..we don't know we just..the girls were getting blankets for them but...after they did we lost track and...." Megumi couldn't explain knowing even from now, Sukuna was pissed off. He held a crying Kinie to him but he slowly held his other hand like he was going to destroy the room with them in it.

"W..wait Sukuna please! We'll keep looking for them! Please we are sorry!" Daichi said crying.

"......You should be. Though, I'm sure we will make you all suffer for losing them." he said in a dark tone as everyone was ready to defend themselves from a angry Sukuna. His cursed energy was showing around him. However, before he could....

A familiar baaaa was heard to make him blink. The others did too seeing from the window of Willson happily floating over.

"What the..."

"Oh great. What does the damn goat want? I"m not in the mood to deal with you right now!" Sukuna shouted at Willson. However, the goat keeps coming to the window before he floats in but was carrying two little bundles of blankets.

"????"

"Sorry evil king...baaaaaa I was having so much fun with the little pupppssss today. They got tired out after following me to play."

Wait what!?

Kinie's eyes widen to turn and see the blanket. Willson lowers down to set them on a big pillow showing little Yuji asleep with a smile but hugging little Taz to him. It was the pups!

"Ehh!?!" Willson had them all this time!?

"Hold on, how long have you had them!?" Megumi said but the goat looks.

"Huh? Alllllll day. They followed me outside but I kept a watch on them. I was trying to take them back but they wanted to stay. Why, did I miss something?" he asked.

Right away, Kinie goes to the two but she falls on her knees still crying. They were safe. They were back safe and alive. Reaching with a shaky hand, she touches Taz and Yuji's little cheeks as they sleep peacefully happy. Though, they knew it was her to yawn but nuzzle against her hand holding it.

"......." Kinie said nothing but sobs gently reaching to pick them up in her arms to kiss their foreheads.

"Oh thank god your both safe...I was so worry.." she sobs holding them but Sukuna calms down to gently go and hold Kinie with the little ones. He was happy they were safe too. He did look to Willson to say,

"Thank you for watching over them. We heard the others lost them...but thank you for keeping them safe." Sukuna said.

"Your welcome.....I didn't want anything happening to them. But they are alright...I even got them some food from the cafeteria so they were fed too. Even so, I'm going to go sleep now..it was fun playing with them. NIght night.." with that, Willson disappears to do that. Sukuna sees him gone but now looks to Kinie crying but nuzzling the two.

"....Sooooo...were not in trouble are we?" Daichi said.

".......No, your still in trouble....we told you guys to watch them...so your lucky you won't die this night. I think we'll keep a eye on them from now on.." Sukuna said but he picks Kinie up in his arms along with the bags they got for them and leaves to set them down to rest. The others remain in the living room but falls on the ground after the scare.

"...Daichi?"

"Y..Yeah Megumi?" he said.

"The next time or if we get the chance to watch them again..no more talk of theme songs...ever." Megumi said.

"...Deal." he said. Nobara shook her head but she'll write this in for a side mission. Though, she was happy that the two were safe. Meanwhile in a room they were given. Sukuna was holding Kinie who went to sleep but she was holding Yuji and Taz in her arms. He finds it cute to see this almost like he and her had a family. Gently kissing her forehead, he was happy to know the pups were safe.

#IC #silver roses #Drabble/short or long stories #silver butterfly mun #peahen mom #the mansion owner #the misadventures of the phoenix and shadow sorcerers part 11: little adventure of yuji and taz #the fractions of NYC #the DBT #maki zenin #yuji itadori #megumi fushiguro #nobara kugisaki #sukuna #kinie gur #daichi #demon-blood-youths #peahen writer

[mariamariquinha]

Poker Games (Mike Duarte x f!reader) - one shot

Part 2 (because I can't control myself)

Summary: The guy was a bitch. 

Word count: 5.8k

Warnings: I've never watched a single episode of Law and Order, but let’s pretend I did. A lot of bad words, unprotected p in v sex, smut, kinda of rough sex, alcohol consumption and... Eh. I guess. If there’s anything more, again, pretend you didn’t see.

Author’s Note: First of all, I would like to give a HUGE thanks to my dear (and who are already my friend, sorry) @thoroughlymodernminutia. Meaghan helped me a lot because, as I said, my ackowledgment about this show is zero. She was a sweetheart as always. Check out her gifs, too! ❤️❤️❤️

I also want to say that this will be a one time thing. Sometimes I can’t promise a shit here 😂😂😂 But now I’m kinda serious, as much as I love to write for Maurice, I’m already working with two cops (Carrillo and Benny), so I need to write for my other characters away from the police work. 

If you want to find amazing jobs about this baby here, follow @the-hinky-panda and @bullet-prooflove! They are THE BEST. 

For taglist, I’ll tag @cheesybadgers (because she’s always supporting my ideas here) and @mysoulisasunflower​ (because she’s a sweetie and make amazing gifs too).

That’s it! Woo-hoo!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

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You didn't like him right off the bat and you never hid it; just like he didn't disguise that he noticed.

Mike Duarte could have any reputation in the Bronx Gang Unit - everyone with age and experience had one, it wasn’t spectacular and you could easily list other officers with lesser titles than his who were worthy of any pomp or recognition. And in a way, at first, things flowed well. Despite the differences, you had found a certain rhythm that didn't even include a basic exchange as ‘co-workers’.

But you didn't like him. And he knew it.

Not hate, perhaps… it was a subliminal sense that happened when you used to lay eyes on a person and knew there was something. If someone asked you, you wouldn't know how to pinpoint it. Not that someone would. As a lesser-ranked professional, as a lieutenant, you simply withheld comments about your superiors because you knew better than to try your luck. Certain kinds of opinions were better left in your own head.

Things started to escalate little by little - all because of that case. In theory, the functions there were separate. You've always been from different departments, but a common situation ended up connecting the two of you, and since then it worked. Somehow.

Sometimes the two of you discussed more banal things: procedures, bureaucracy, witnesses. As a lieutenant, again, you found your limits fairly easily, and the understanding always earned him grunts or eye rolls on your part. Duarte used to look, wait for a more verbalized reaction, and then return to the subject. His team already knew him like that, sometimes you got sympathetic or condescending looks, and that was it.

Things started to escalate to the other side at the same pace, you would say. A practically premeditated, probably predictable, fight that built up and heated up over the weeks. Ugly, cunning, with certain types of offense that bordered on a lack of respect that never existed in that implied relationship of misunderstandings. He said you didn't understand, you countered by saying he was gaslighting you. It was an exchange of complicated words that resulted in a later intervention by your captain, from your department, who really was your boss.

“If you carry on like this, you'll leave the case, understand?”

It should have been a threat, but it felt more like relief at the time. You scoffed, and in that moment, when you looked at a Duarte standing in front of you with his arms crossed, visibly victorious, you both knew there was more to it than 'professional differences'.

No one brought it up.

Did this go on for days? Weeks? Something like that. You stopped bickering with each other in conventional discussions and everything became so pragmatic, so mechanical, that when the case was resolved, you didn't feel the conventional victory or relief. Everyone went to celebrate in a bar, you attended, but you didn't stay long to raise a flag of peace. You weren’t in the mood.

He didn't seem like the type to need a few drinks to get up his nerve for something, always very assertive and confident in his own words and actions, but Duarte waited until you were alone between one round of drinks and the next, leaning against the bar.

“You don't look very satisfied,” That smug grin was there, accompanied by his eyes checking you out.

“I forgot the fireworks at home, I'm sorry.”

“I'm just saying that the merit of this is also yours. It was collaborative.”

“How many times did you have to repeat this in front of the mirror to sound even remotely convincing?”

“Three,” You rolled your eyes, turning back to the bartender preparing the drinks to give the most explicit sign of not-in-the-mood-for-talking. Duarte didn’t see it that way, though. “Four if you count that I changed the speech last time.”

“Should I be curious to know what the other version was?”

“You are good at what you do.”

That definitely wasn't expected and it wasn't the starting point of a more peaceful relationship either, but it was something. He wasn't the type to lie for benefits, nor be charming for interests - there wasn't a thing you could offer. You looked at him, he looked back at you, and for a brief moment, with the light of the establishment or just the fact that Duarte was keeping his mouth shut, you almost saw him differently.

Still, you shrugged your shoulders and maintained a veneer of disinterest.

“That's how I got to where I am and how I won almost every family poker game on Thanksgiving.”

“Almost.”

“Mm-hm.”

“Why? What could make you lost?”

At the same time, the drinks were placed in front of you and you smirked with as much falsehood as you could display, calmly grabbing the glasses.

“My aunt majored in Mathematics at Harvard.”

“Sounds unfair.”

“That's what happens when you try to face someone with more power than you, Captain Duarte. You lose.”

He didn't even look for you for the little rest of the night and when you left, carrying nothing but your own farewells even though you knew you would bump into that team eventually at the station, looking back was like seeing a puzzled figure.

That was new.

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One day, early in the morning, the two of you arrived together. You both parked, got out of your cars, and you didn't particularly see him until you noticed a hand intervene in your path to open the access door to the station. You looked up and he was smiling discreetly, further intensifying your frown. Duarte nodded inside, the door still opened by his grip.

You didn't thank him. He surely wasn’t expecting this anyway.

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It was another night shift and you were visibly tired but steady. Your part of the precinct wasn't as busy, but still, you considered it possible to enjoy your dinner in the conference room - a Caesar salad, which was hardly suitable for dinner, properly speaking, but you didn't have that in mind.

You managed to enjoy everything in silence and calm. You stretched out a little in the chair, worked on your neck and sciatic nerve, grunted and closed your eyes for a moment to relax.

*knock, knock*

Just two were enough to make you wake up from a good trance and let out a brief 'come in', waiting for what seemed to be trouble coming from somewhere. Well, it wasn't. It looked like one, though.

“Did I interrupt?” Duarte pointed at your finished meal and didn't dare go further into the room than his own head peeking through the half opened door.

Yes.

“How can I help you?”

“It's not a help. I mean, it depends on the point of view.”

You were ready to ask what that was really about, but he didn't give you a chance to answer as he walked right in and closed the door, a deck of cards in his right hand. Huh. Very funny.

“I thought you were busier,” Your voice had a sarcastic tone, almost a joyful one, and he shrugged, putting the cards in front of you.

“That night at the bar sounded like a challenge to me.”

“It wasn’t.”

“Eh. That's the problem with half-telling things to curious people.”

“They show up at your dinner hour and ask you to play poker with them?”

“I know you want to. I can see it in your eyes.”

You raised your eyebrows.

“You can’t see a thing in my eyes, Duarte.”

Of course, the idea, despite being against you, tended to be more favorable on your side than not. Still hesitantly, you pushed the remnants of your dinner aside and grabbed the cards with both hands, shuffling them.

“No chips?”

“We can work this out.”

Seconds later, Duarte returned to be in front of you, pulled up a chair and distributed two handfuls of paper clips on parallel sides. Jeez, you wanted to keep a smile or any indication of excitement from your face, but it was inevitable.

“Gambling in the workplace… I'm glad it’ll be your fault,” You murmured, shuffling the cards a little more.

“It's not gambling if we aren’t playing with money,” He explained. “But we can always adapt to our interests.”

“What makes you think that something of yours interests me?”

“I don't know. What I do know is that I want something.”

He was going to make you ask, of course he was - paying attention, it even sounded like an interrogation where Duarte planted the specific traps. There he appealed to your curiosity again.

Dammit.

“And what do you want?”

“A dinner, perhaps?”

A moment of silence fell between the two of you and you somehow expected him to laugh, say it was a joke, divert the subject to the poker game. You'd honestly prefer him to say whether he was going to play Texas Hold'em, Omaha or Courchevel; it would be easier to say that your skills were very limited and mediocre to just one of them. Of course, this wasn’t the case.

That's why you went back to the cards, saw your fingers stopped and started moving them again.

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why would you want to have dinner with me?”

“I wouldn't appreciate leaving the impression that I’m like your aunt in any way.”

It was the second time that night that Duarte left you motionless, speechless, looking at him and waiting for the laugh, the mask to fall. None of that happened. He continued to stare at the game space for a while and when he saw that you didn't react, he looked up to watch you.

“Texas?”

Right. The game. You blinked a few times, began to deal the cards and digest what he had said. It didn't sound bad, not at all, but you didn't think he'd heard you right or even considered what you'd said that night. It had been over a month. Anyone would forget.

The game started silently, just the sound of cards and clips being passed bit by bit. He won the first game by being distracted, as you just stared at the cards instead of saying anything about it or paying more attention, but there was no overheard celebration on his part. In the second, you were more prepared - more aware.

“That was just a metaphor,” Luckily, it would be a full house. Fortunately. In the meantime, you've seen Duarte shift in his chair, then adjust his bets of ten or fifteen paper clips. “I understand that your position is greater than mine.”

“But the hierarchy bothers you a little. The procedures may not work in your favor when you are one of the younger or less experienced nieces.”

That made you frown. With three cards turned over, you both raised the stakes, but you decided to keep pressing.

“Only when it is misused.”

“Do you think you were wronged?”

“Did someone scold you in any way about our discussion?”

A fourth card was turned over and you looked at each other, either because of the game or because of the tone that the conversation had just started to take. He looked for some physical trick in your expression; when he didn't find it, he gave up the move.

“Full house.”

Your clip bargain certainly felt nice, so you pulled it all in your direction and drummed your fingers on the table as you watched him get the cropper done.

“Don't you think you've come a long way for a simple poker game?”

“I think it's already clear that I didn't come for the game.”

You considered him for a while, watched the dealing of the cards.

“The dinner, then.” A statement, not a question. “Where?”

“Where do you want it to be?”

“Not in your house.”

“Scared of what you may find?”

“Don’t flatter yourself. I'm already scared of what I'm going to find before I even accept this invitation.”

He hummed, but didn’t say a thing. Hopefully, Duarte didn't even notice that you would make a Flush. The stakes were raised, he pressed harder until you both reached the fourth card.

“Funny to think you've already made up your mind.”

Well, you… didn’t. Not at the moment. You could say ‘no’ straight away and maybe he was expecting it. Still, you didn’t. And unfortunately you had no answer to that.

“Are you going to try to convince me then?”

“You don’t like me.”

“As a matter of fact.”

“Take it as a chance to confirm that I'm the asshole you think I am.”

Was that what dinners were for? To prove the point that a person was a complete idiot and spend hours dealing with it just for confirmation?

“All.” With determination, you've put all your clips into the bet. He analyzed the scene, ran his tongue over his teeth and arched an eyebrow, the smirk playing on his lips.

“All.”

Your Flush was like a sure win and you pulled it all your way with the biggest smile in the world. Duarte watched, between an abyss of curiosity and amusement, leaning back in his chair as he watched you adjust his mound and clean everything he had.

“Tomorrow at eight,” He leaned over the table, this time not distracted by any game.

“You still haven't told me where,” You, nonchalantly, kept your eyes on the cards. “And you need to win to get it, remember?”

“If I actually win, you won't accept my terms, Lieutenant,” His tone was challenging with a touch of smugness. That made you narrow your eyes at him, then shrug.

“You know that this still doesn't answer my question, don't you?”

“About me remembering the conditions of this game or why I invited you to dinner?” Duarte asked with more interest. “Yes, I remember what I said. I also remember that you didn't even hesitate to continue the game and preferred to ask my reason instead of going straight to the point, which would be your true reaction if you weren't interested, but we both already know that.”  

Again, he was met with silence.

“And as much as you have your opinions, I liked you. More than you can imagine.”

“I wouldn't have imagined.”

“That's why I took the step to tell you that I did it for both of us,” He certainly felt extremely happy of having caught you in his own sense of pride or self honor, because Duarte saw the way your lips twitched, knowing full well he got you right there. “I'm interested in continuing. Best of three?”

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He was right: you could say no. You could stop that game, not giving him the chance to win - to make his suggestion, at first.

Curiosity could be the most viable justification for this. You barely knew each other outside of work and he certainly wasn't on your list of friends, or even colleagues. In some context, between work gossip and extra alcohol at office parties, one would say he was attractive; in those conversations, you always kept quiet. Not that he wasn't handsome (he was), or that you hadn't already noticed that from the first moment (you did), but the circumstances meant that 'attractive' wasn't the first adjective that came into your head to describe him.

When you thought about dinner, you also thought about what to wear. Technically it would be something right after hours and because of the place, which was far from the police station, you wouldn't have much time for big productions, because your expectations weren't the greatest either.

You wore jeans, shirt, jacket, closed shoes. A purely professional meeting. And he thought the same thing, because when you arrived and saw him sitting at a table, casually looking at his cell phone, there was nothing new about his look.

“Ten minutes late,” He teased, watching you sit down.

“I got home to take a shower.”

“You took a shower?”

“Well, yeah.”

“Impressive.”

“I wouldn’t come here smelling like… day.”

“With all due respect, but you smell good during the day.”

That, maybe that was it. Duarte had mannerisms that were natural and intrinsic to himself, such as having the last word, pushing your buttons, and sometimes using phrases with flirty undertones. This bothered you a little because you felt inclined to give in at certain times, like when the comment was accompanied by a smirk - just the way he did in that moment.

It could be just his thing, that kind of behavior being bothersome. You didn't like to think about the possibility that, deep down, a part of you found it charming. When he wasn't using it to provoke you, of course. Didn't seem like the case at the time.

“... Thanks.”

He didn't answer, taking one last look at his phone before putting it in his pocket.

“What do you drink?” That's what Duarte asked instead.

“If I say blood from virgin girls, would you believe it?” You arched an eyebrow, seeing the way his lips curled into a small smile.

“Of course I would.”

And you got a surprise: that was a very pleasant evening. Neither Duarte nor you pressed that kind of small talk about personal life or professional past - if it was, it was very discreet, subjective, nothing you wanted to talk about too much.

He inquired about working as a lieutenant in that department, shared personal experiences from his time in the same position, but didn’t gaslighted you and offered no great advice as an older, more experienced sage. You asked about the real work in the Gang Unit, saw that he saved himself for more superficial things, and recognizing your place, you didn’t press.

No one expected an acidic comment or the moment when one of you would start a discussion if you were interested. There was a certain tune. The white flag of peace you haven't had since you met. Without effort, you'd say you could make the adjective beauty climb a little in your concept.

“I think that was better than if it was at my house,” He commented, the wind making you adjust your jacket but not repressing your scoff. You two were walking on the sidewalk, the offering of an extended conversation to a nearby park tempting enough.

“You would have to cook, so… If you say so.”

“The last time I used my kitchen for real cooking, you were probably still getting traffic tickets.”

“It's a bad way of saying that you're old.”

“And a shitty cook too.”

You both laughed, let the subject drop, and walked on for a little while longer in silence. That seemed like the right time to bring the other subject up, the reason you decided to be there in the first place.

“Listen, I… I should apologize.”

Duarte noticed the way you tipped your head to the side, trying way too hard to look at him in the eye. When you did, he was already there, stopping his steps, so you repeated the motion and sighed before keep going.

“Value judgments are not my thing, or at least they shouldn't be. I was unfair for being so direct in my opinions of you,” He just kept listening, almost lagging to give you an answer after your mouth shut.

“You had your reasons, I'm not an easy guy to deal with. Besides, what I imagine you thought of me wasn't the worst thing anyone's ever said. Just don't let your guard down now, I can still be obnoxious.”

If there was supposed to be a touch of humor in his voice, you missed it, as if the guy truly meant what he said.

“But we could go easy on each other,” The comment came right after. “You have natural leadership, this can take us to an unnecessary confrontation.”

He had his points, but you didn’t verbalize your agreement. Duarte huffed, raised both of his eyebrows and sent you a serious gaze.

“Starting with the fact you should use your words.”

“Not so fast, Captain,” You kept your feet. “I can still be obnoxious.”

“I have no doubts about that,” Was what you heard behind you as you continued walking.

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No one commented on the change in behavior between you on a day-to-day basis. Of course, it would take another joint affair to test this new phase of amenities, but it was undeniable that you two started to get along better. Sometimes he would stop by their table, say hello; on busier days, he waved. In spare days, or rather in the evenings, he would gesture with a deck of cards and you would play poker.

The bets went from paper clips to staples to real chips you found around your house. The relationship went from mutual differences to reconcilable ones. Duarte went from being an 'annoying' guy to having nicer smiles, more interesting conversations and better jokes.

At that point, between small snippets of natural provocation, the attraction began to be more latent.

You didn't like this idea. And he knew it.

This type of situation was not uncommon and usually ended well, precisely because it was naturalized. You yourself have gone through the experience, acquaintances have, but you’ve always considered yourself a person of limits and Duarte just seemed to be outside of them. Like crossing a line. He had a bigger position, people could comment - if they weren't already commenting.

But then sometimes he would look at you, measure you, make another one of those flirty phrases and do things to maintain discreet physical contact. A touch on your arm, fingers brushing as they handed over your poker bets, leg poking yours under the table. You began to think of him with a little more affection and a dedication to your carnal reactions to closeness.

Ridiculous, you knew. The guy charmed you to another one of his traps.

On Thanksgiving that year, you didn't get to go home with your family - nor with your professional poker aunt. The promise to stop by after hours was so shallow that no one really heard it, the kind that if you went straight home no one would care a lot. The situation was already conventional, missing the holidays, so it didn’t give rise to further discussions; still, you felt bad.

“What are you doing here?”

You were looking at the computer screen with the report of the last case you’re working on that month and when you looked up, you saw Duarte standing in front of your desk with a cup of coffee in his hand, unpretentiously taking time. Instead of answering, you took your badge from your belt and showed him.

“Bad day,” He concluded, but even if you wanted to stay alone, Duarte pulled a chair from another vacant table and sat down there, determined to keep up the conversation. “What is it?”

“Doesn't it seem obvious?”

“You never sold yourself as a Thanksgiving enthusiast.”

“I’m not,” You sighed. “But it would be good to, you know, take a break. Eat good food. Not having to cook for the next few days because there’s a bunch of leftovers in your fridge.”

“It makes sense. This is a good time for those looking for virgin girls for big meals.”

Again, you didn’t answer, but shot him a middle finger before going back to your computer screen. He held that silence for a while, settling himself better in his chair and sipping his coffee in no hurry. If at a certain point he touched your knee with his and pressed a little, maybe to get your attention, you pretended you didn't feel it and held your eyes on the damn report. For as long as you could, of course.

“When are you leaving today?” Another question.

“Why? Planning to participate in my hunt for the girls?”

“Nah, I’m more like the Hansel and Gretel thing.”

“How would you feed a child to make him fat if you don't know how to cook?” A small smile played on your lips and when you dared a glance at his direction, Duarte was narrowing his eyes. “And I don’t know. Probably very late.”

“How late?”

“Does it matter?”

“We could do something.”

Your fingers landed on the keyboard and, taken aback by his words, you just stood there waiting for an elaboration. He adjusted himself again, this time looking more secretive about what he was going to say.

“Have fun.”

“This is very subjective,” That defensive tone came into view and he smiled.

“Just if you think it’s subjective.”

“Right.”

“But…”

Listen, you took pride in having certain life experiences, on and off the job. Once you answered a case of a boy who called the police because his roommate took a collectible anime magazine with Chun Li in positions… minimally gynecological. This matter lasted for weeks at the station. In personal life, it wasn’t much different. When you were still using dating apps, you got on a date with a guy who took his mother along. It happened.

However, you've never seen anyone be so succinct and blunt about their intentions with someone like him. Duarte was always very sincere in terms of his opinions and wishes, the type that went after what he wanted, and you were a little perplexed because you didn't know if that was just a friendly casualty or an invitation to sex. He could be like that. Surely you weren't the first person he got involved with there - if that was the real implication.

“You know that I still don’t like you, right?”

“I wouldn’t expect less,” Mike interjected with a head tilt. “Still, I’m having considerable success, don’t I? Making you like me a little more?”

He knew the answer. He… fucking knew, but that thing of ‘verbalize’ and shit always made him who he was. Insufferable. Annoying. Hot. Fuck.

“Nope. You’re still a bitch,” You insisted with a stubbornness that made him drop his head and sigh. “No need to fake this bothers you, Duarte.”

“Quite the opposite. And I can assure you I’m not faking it.”

Duarte didn't look away, didn't hesitate, certainly didn't even blink as he said each of those words in a volume for only you to hear. And he wasn't looking at anything but your eyes. Fixed. Direct. Diligent. This is what I want, he exuded. You didn't understand why he liked to value words so much when he demonstrated so much physically.

“... Fun, you said?” Man, you knew you were getting into dangerous territory, but you couldn't help the smirk, the teasing. “Will I need to bring my poker chips?”

“We can make it better.”

You didn't like him. And he decided that, at that point, it was pure bullshit.

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In a way, you didn't know what to expect from his apartment. It's like that reaction you just have about people around you, natural assumptions your brain makes: what their favorite food is, what they do in their free time, why they dress a certain way. Still, after giving a lot of thought to knocking twice on his door and standing in the middle of Captain Mike Duarte's considerably large room, you didn't expect everything to be so… organized.

Maybe the idea of ​​him just relaxing didn't cross your mind or just wasn’t something that made sense, but your prospects suggested that for a place he would certainly barely stay for very long, everything would just be messed up. There was a nice rug between the sofa and the television, the industrial style of the room kept the tones neutral but wasn't unpleasant at all. You would definitely see a place like this on one of those real estate reality shows.

The American kitchen was technically small, with a black marble counter dividing it from where you were, and that gave Duarte full view to see your surprised expression.

“It’s not that bad, is it?”

“Not what I was expecting, you mean,” He laughed at that, walking towards you with two bottles of beer in his hands.

“Value judgment, mm? I thought we were over it.”

“You're the one who said I shouldn't get my hopes up,” Your words almost didn't come out when you turned fully towards him, mainly because Duarte was closer - too close.

“What I said was that you shouldn't let your guard down.”

“Oh, so you remember things when it’s good for you, huh?”

“Of course I do. Only someone really stupid wouldn't do that.”

“Coming from you, that’s another thing that surprises me too.”

Taking one of the bottles from his hand, you continued your way through the place, calmly looking around and stopping at the window, which didn't have a very pleasant view but good enough. By reflection, you saw him approaching again. Respectfully, he kept enough distance that you could feel the heat emanating from his body behind yours. It made you take a good swig of beer; suddenly you started to get hot.

“You didn't bring the chips,” He commented.

“No. We could make it better, yeah?” You couldn’t help it again, this time turning to look him in the face with intention. “By the way, you should be more careful, Duarte. I always catch you in your own arguments.”

“It’s because you distract me.”

“So focus. Unless you’re bluffing about making things better.”

One step. He invaded your space and hovered over you, his chest almost touching yours as his eyes studied your face, but not like the conventional everyday times. Duarte had more intentions there - more interest, more opportunity. Your eyelids grew heavy, wobbly, ready to slam shut at any moment because you weren't going to be the one to initiate.

Duarte noticed that; he smirked at that.

“I said I liked you, but I think I adore you now. Quiet, concentrating and trying hard not to give in because you’re too proud to accept the fact that you thought about it too,” His hushed voice made you shiver.

“About what?”

“Us,” You didn't see, but you heard him put his almost untouchable bottle on a table by your side, just as you felt his fingers taking yours and doing the same thing. A sarcastic comment almost came out of your mouth, which didn't happen because Duarte prevented that too with a hand cupping your chin.

“Bold,” Was all you could manage to say in a broken tone.

“You're not really going to give in, are you?”

He didn't let you answer as he shook his head negatively for a moment before pressing his lips against yours. Duarte wasn’t frigid, much less discreet about his intentions. Your mouth opened at the contact almost as if it had melted and he wasted no time in deepening the kiss, which besides being good, made you grip the fabric of his henley tightly. That first contact was intense, like one of the arguments you guys had, like the occasional exchange of barbs that resulted in you huffing or raving about something. What was different there is that there was no disagreement: Mike was already taking your shirt off the bottom of your pants and you were already doing the same with him, whimpering when his skin touched yours.

The tightness in your jaw wasn't lost amid tongues tangling and clothes being discarded, and he used it to pull his face away enough to glare at you. The two of you had a look of pure fire, grabbing what you could while metaphorically fighting for dominance that, while unnecessary, made everything more interesting.

“If I put my hand inside your panties, I'll find you wet, won't I? Wet for me?” Duarte practically growled, watching how your lips turned into a smirk.

“Just like your hard dick in your pants?” You bit back. “That’s the difference between us, Captain, you can’t even hide how I make you feel.”

He maneuvered you with exceptional skill and you had to suppress a loud moan as you were taken to lie down on a sofa that was too small for the two of you, but enough for what you were about to do. Your pants were ripped off quickly and through his tousled strands of hair, you could see an animalistic need that made you even more aroused because heavens if that wasn't one of the sexiest sights you'd ever seen.

That haste only allowed him to remove one of your legs. Luckily, he didn't zip up his own dick as he pulled down his pants and underwear all at once, revealing his throbbing member.

“I’ll fuck you now, but be sure that this cock will be stuffed in your mouth soon, Lieutenant,” Duarte pumped himself twice, using a not-so-gentle grip to open your legs more.

All uncomfortable and improvised, like you haven't been dancing around each other for months. One of your legs was out of the upholstery, as was his, but that didn't stop it from penetrating your wet pussy in the right way, making you close your eyes for the wonderful sensation of that first intrusion. You moaned in unison with that. He still waited a while for you to get used to it, took his time to reach one arm over to the curtain and pull it closed.

That was the only moment of possible sanity between you, the only time he really looked at you, without provocation or desire to tease you.

“Don’t you dare,” You said.

“Not a word. For now.”

“Don't threaten me with a good time, Duarte.”

“I knew you liked it,” He leaned in to brush his lips to yours, gave a tug in your bottom one. “Nasty girl.”

If that couch was old, new, it didn't make much difference. The thing moved with every grinding of his hips, moving and creaking with the force of his thrusts. You grabbed him everywhere: his shoulders, his back, his hair, even the unfortunate couch. His pants were still halfway down his thighs and your bra was barely holding your breasts, which went from top to bottom with the firmness of his movements.

When your pussy began to tighten and orgasm seemed close, he cupped your chin again, this time pulling your face down so he could see you.

“Eyes open.”

And that's what happened, perhaps for the first time - your guard dropped. You came with a defeated, indiscreet groan; he came a little later, pulling out to spill his cum on your bare belly. The two of you looked at the scene, tried to control your panting breaths and then faced each other, just to burst into loud laughs.

“Poker, yeah?” He spoke first, pulling his underwear up and picking up his shirt off the floor to clean you up.

“Food first. Then poker. It’s Thanksgiving, after all,” You sat up. “I’ll choose the place too.”

“The place for what?”

“Take out.”

“Listen, when I said I couldn’t cook-”

“Nn-nn, Duarte. Virgin girls, remember? No children.”

“You have no timing for these types of jokes.”

“And this couch is terrible.”

#mike duarte #mike duarte x reader #female reader #law and order svu #law and order fanfiction #law and order fic #maurice compte

[vocaloidsongtournament]

QUARTERFINAL! June Vocaloid Song Tournament 2023

Like with the last tournament, I'm gonna put all 10 of our remaining GUMI songs in a single poll and the top 4 move on to the semifinals. And I also have a playlist of the 10 songs remaining for you guys to listen to. Be sure to vote for your favorite and reblog for more people to see!

#vocaloid #gumi #vocaloid gumi #gumi vocaloid #gumi megpoid #megpoid gumi #megpoid #vocaloid megpoid

[tragedytells-tales]

Artificial Avatar ☆ Sugar Rush

Notes - No MC, Fluff and Comedy, Obey Me AU, Drabble, Ajay is an absolute menace, Feat. Ajay, Mammon, Grim, ( Himiko, and Ryo belong to @absolutepokemontrash )

Summary - What happens when you give a child, who didn't know what breakfast was, a cookie? Nothing good probably. And by probably, that means absolutely.

Warnings - Slight mentions of drowning ( No one actually drowns or is drowning ), Not Proofread

TW - None

[ Prolog ] - [ PT.1 ] - [ PT.2 ] - [ PT.2.5 ] - [ PT.3 ]

Himiko never made a habit of going into peoples rooms without permission, with the only exception being cleaning. But she chose to break the rule just this once, and entered the guest room after the third knock without an answer.

Onyx eyes scanned the room from ceiling, to empty bed, to clean floors. Yet there was not a single half-demon in sight.

Only a lone red panda plush that sat on the nightstand...

It was in that moment that she decidedly not trusted the plush red panda that sat innocently in its spot.

Apparently it had appeared spontaneously in the middle of the night, right on the foot of the guest bed. She knew the toy was something that Ajay cherished, as they had affectionately dubbed him "Mr. PanPan" the moment they saw him, yet he just looked too... alive. And not in the judgmental manner of Mr. Fuku, no. Something far more sinister...

Wrenching her gaze away from the nerve-wracking stare down, she continued in her search for the kid under house arrest.

"Did you need something, Lady Himiko?"

"OH FU- By Diavolo, there you are Ajay..."

The teen tilted their head with a confused frown, as confused as a neutral stare could get, and side-eyed the empty guest room. Whatever they were looking for, apparently they didn't find it as they turned back to Himiko with more neutral confusion than the first look had.

"Is something wrong, your highness?" The teen questioned, robotic arm even drooping in sync with their shoulders.

Himiko sighed and dropped her hand from her chest, cautiously glaring at the still red panda plush on the nightstand. "No, well not no, I came to get you for lunch. You skipped breakfast, which is fine since not everyone eats it, but you need to eat something. It's bad for both your mental and physical health to skip meals."

"Both are already in shambles." The teen mumbled to nobody.

Before the demoness could question the whisper a brief waft of something sweet drifted by. Himiko's attention drifted over to the direction of the kitchen, missing the way Ajays pupils blew wide and their nose twitched. Even the gem necklace that hung on their neck swayed ever so slightly.

Grims head peaked around the corner with a wide grin, "The cookies are done!" He announced before zipping back over to the kitchen faster than either could blink.

"I'm surprised they didn't burn them," Himiko chuckled, fondness edging at her voice, "Come on Ajay."

The half demon followed behind silently, as silent as they could be when they weren’t actively quieting their robotic arm anyway. It was at times like this, walking behind someone they were taller than by a whole head, that Ajay wondered which part of the experiment made them taller than they felt.

Then they rounded the corner into the kitchen and spotted Ryo and Mammon standing over a perfectly made tray of unidentified food, and remembered that they're actually rather short for a demon.

"There you two are!" Ryo looked up and waved while attempting to speak through a cookie, "I was gonna eat all these cookies by myself if you didn't show up soon!"

Mammon looked over and waved next. "I like the whole motif you've got goin' kid. Red panda necklace, red panda plush, really sticking to a brand." He remarked, nodding to Ajays green necklace hung right around their neck.

"Thank you Lord Mammon."

Himiko picked up one of the golden brown cookies and turned it over with a satisfied smile, "Good job on the cookies."

"They ain't even burnt!" Mammon exclaimed as he stood proudly over the tray, chest even puffed out just the slightest bit.

Himiko rolled her eyes and lightly batted Grim away from the tray to take her seat, "Yes yes, amazing job you two. I'm very proud."

"A great enough job to earn a kiss?" Mammon smiled, barely leaning over the table to receive a kiss on the cheek from his wife, which was followed by a loud fake barf from his daughter.

"Ah yes, how rancid, to have two deeply in love parents." The demon remarked, dramatically leaning himself over his daughter before dead dropping all of his weight onto her already struggling form.

"YOU ALMOST MADE ME DROP MY COOKIE!"

"What's that thing you kids say? Oh yeah, skill issue."

"EH?!?!"

Ajay tilted their head at the two demons fighting for their lives before turning to Himiko with the same puzzled expression. "What's a skill issue?" They asked while choosing to stand rather than sit.

Himiko pointed to a chair next to her and watched the child sit before giving them an answer, "To lack in a specific skill, a skill issue."

"Okay... and what's a cookie?"

"A dessert that you're not gonna eat until you at least eat something with nutrition." Himiko nodded, reaching over to the fruit bowl right next to the cookies and grabbing a heart shaped red thing that Ajay once again did not recognize.

"What is that?"

The demoness stopped for a moment and blinked before her expression morphed into one of shock. "Do you... not know what an apple is?" She asked, watching the half demon shrug with their eyes locked onto the fruit in her hand.

"No. No I do not." They answered, blunt and fast.

Dual-colored eyes stayed locked onto the fruit in the well manicured hand and Himiko nearly thought they were attempting to explode it with their mind for a moment. She handed the apple over to Ajay and placed it in their hand, "Here, try it and see if you like it. If not I'll get you a different fruit-"

"Oh it's sweet."

By the time she turned back to the teen, a large chunk had been taken out of the apple. They chewed for a moment, expression twisted into one of both shock and surprise. But they didn't look upset.

"This is... a lot sweeter than I expected." Ajays eyes widened with a red glow in one, swallowing the bite they already had before taking another with a delighted hum while gleefully kicking their feet. Himiko even swore they had a little smile.

Ryo wrenched her way out of her father's noogie and raced over to where Ajay sat devouring the apple. She chuckled at the gleeful teen, even sliding another apple slice into their unsuspecting hand, "I would say I'm surprised, but seeing as you probably lived in a cave, I am not."

Ajay almost stopped to ask why Ryo thought they lived in a cave, only to remember that they currently had a lovely fruit from the gods in their hand and couldn't be bothered with questions.

Mammon smiled as the half demon scarfed down their last bite of apple and he turned to pick up a cookie, tossing it with a flip before handing it in the teens direction. "Here kid, now that you've had your nutrition you should try one of these before Grim stuffs them into his never ending stomach." He remarked, turning to shoot a sly smirk at Grims pout.

A robotic hand took it with only a moment's hesitation. Ajay raised it to their nose and sniffed it for a second, ignoring the questioning stares they got, before biting into it.

All at once, three things happened.

One, their eyes and pupils blew wide.

Two, the cookie in their hand was gone and before anyone could blink they grabbed another, devouring both it and a third in quick succession.

And three, Ajay shot ridged straight and dead still in their seat, so tense that Himiko wondered if Ajay had stopped breathing. Right as Ajays eyes went just the slightest bit wider, Ryo let out a low chuckle and whispered "Oh no." Before taking a few steps back.

Ajay began to rapidly bounce in their seat and flap their free hand so fast Mammon thought it would flop out of its socket, "SUGARRRRRR!!!!"

The teen raced out of their chair and dashed around the living room faster than anyone had even seen them move, only stopping every so often before darting around a corner and zipping right back.

"Oh-" Mammon stepped out of the way seconds before Ajay ripped past him and out into the gardens, "Yeah, kid! Sugar-"

Just as fast as they left, the teen darted back through the sliding glass door, jolting to a stop in the living room. Dual-colored wide eyes locked onto Ryo, and Ryo stared back. Himiko, Mammon, and Grim watched in tense silence for a moment before Ajays shot her a mischievous grin. Ryo smiled with a playful growl and hopped up out of her chair.

"Oi, you wanna SCRAP kid?! let's go!" She cheered, launching herself over the couch and chasing after the half demon who sidestepped and hopped over her before racing off with a laughing Ryo behind them.

Himiko hummed with a tilt of her head as she watched the two teens expertly race around the living room, surprisingly without breaking anything. Ryo even got a face full of couch cushion when Ajay teleported out of the way of an incoming tackle, to which she claimed was cheating. The bracelet on Ajays wrist apparently agreed as it stopped them the next time they tried, which led to them nearly getting body slammed.

"How long do you think they'll last before they crash?"

Mammon watched the two and swallowed his own cookie before responding, "I give it two hours, a sugar rush can't last that long."

A sugar rush can in fact last that long. Long as half of the day.

Ryo tapped out after the second hour of chasing them, claiming that the P.E in NRC had taken enough out of her before Grim took her place. He too suffered the same fate as Ajay was simply too slippery to catch, or so he says.

Mammon also took a go at entertaining the child, at one point even pulling out a red laser pointer that he had the time of his life watching them chase. The scratches on the walls are a simple enough fix.

The Avatar of Misfortune had even decided to toss them into the pool, which in turn got her both dragged in and the interesting discovery that Ajay couldn’t swim but had a ridiculous lung capacity. She found out the latter when Ajay didn’t surface for three minutes straight and scared everyone into thinking they drowned. Mammon ended up retrieving them.

Himiko, in the end of it all, jumped in just as the last bit of energy made its way out of Ajays system. All had gathered in the living room and Himiko decided to entertain them by simply letting them talk themself to exhaustion.

Ajay bounced rapidly from their seat on the floor, robotic arm even buzzing, and turned to Himiko with the most serious look they could muster in their sugar crazed state.

"If DK is the initials for Demon King, does that make Lord Diavolo Donkey Kong?"

Mammon and Grim collectively stopped to think about the question. Occasionally even going to respond or debate before turning the question over in their heads.

Ryo, on the other hand, answered with a swift and enthusiastic, "Yes! You see the vision! Ace is wrong yet again!" Followed by a prideful smile as she leaned back in her seat, sticking her tongue out at Grim.

Himiko didn't bother answering as Ajay nodded to Ryos answer and continued to talk themself in circles about the apparent meaning of life and Diavolo secretly having a child called Diddy Kong. Even if it was clear that they had no clue what they were talking about, not when Donkey Kong apparently threw watermelons.

"And that's way, mathematically speaking, an Avatar could be created off of the sin of choccy milk-" The half demon's rant was cut off by a long, fanged, yawn. They shook their head for a moment as a last ditch effort to drive away the heavy feeling slowly creeping in, and forced their eyes to stay open as they leaned off of the couch.

"Well," Himiko chuckled, nudging Ajay over to one of the spare seats on the couch, "I guess that's enough of that for the day." She watched Ajay grumble something under their breath before the full body collapsed into a tight ball right between Ryo and herself with a big and hearty sigh.

"Aww, I really wanted to learn more about the sin of chocolate milk." Ryo dramatically pouted and scooted away from Ajay to give them more space, only for them to not move a muscle.

Grim poked their cheek, taking the poke from Himiko in return. Even then the sleeping teen stayed dead to the world without even a flick of the eye. "They really are knocked out, huh?"

"I didn' expect them to sleep in front of us that fast." Mammon raised a brow as tiny snores filled the silence despite Ajays body never relaxing. The teen was almost curled into a perfect circle, which was an impressive feat not even Belphegor had accomplished.

Ryo shook her head, "What a sugar crash does to a teen..."

With a shrug and a playful roll of her eyes, Himiko picked up the remote and scrolled for a bit before turning on a movie that got the approval of everyone in the room.

A girl named Meilin Lee began to monolog as Himiko's eyes drifted over to the still sleeping teen curled up next to her. Their hair almost completely covered their face and their hands were squished in between their arms and knees, almost like a cat.

...They really did have a red panda motif.

She had to remind them to pack a bag for Lucifers when they woke up.

And if Mammon snuck Ajay a cookie before they went to bed that night and solidified his place as Ajays favorite person? Then it wasn't anyone's concern.

AN: Ignore the subtle slip in of two very important things that I forgot to write in earlier. Excuse that this is coming out at 2 am, I just love these guys. Only good things for them always, especially Ajay =)

#obey me shall we date #obey me au #obey me mammon #[ 🥀 ] oc : ajay #obey me oc #obey me fanfic #om mammon #omswd fanfic #omswd oc

[redactedme]

I made my favorite Minecraft stories from my favorite YouTube Chanel: Nerd Gaming Malaysia :D!!

The name of the Minecraft stories are= Modded Minecraft Malaysia:Reborn a.k.a MMM:REBORN

I made 4 of the character in the stories(cause I'm lazy maybe I'll make more later)

This is Panda Merah,he's 21 years old and a single father over a red panda- yeah,he adopted a red panda :/ I'll explain later about his son but he adopted that red panda since he's 14 and taking care of them himself. Idk if I could tell his backstory but eh,maybe later.

This is the twins brother sister,Ulala and Fluffie. Ulala the female one and Fluffie the male one. They're 16 years old,yes still a teenager. Their full name are Ulala binti Al-Hadat and Fluffie bin Al-Hadat. They had the golden wings behind them right? They're Avian :D in the stories they add Origin pack mod so they all got their own Origin. Panda was a human though.

This is Abe Domo,a.k.a Abe letup :p his minecraft skin was like Tanjiro Kamado,as you can see so I guess this is he? He's 20 years old,and he's Ulala rival and Ulala was his rival. Ulala and him always fight,arguing cause,idk they hate each other I guess :p he had a lot of tnt's in his house,he loves tnt so much so that's why he'd been called as Abe letup.

That's all I guess :p I want to find more information about the characters in MMM:REBORN and I need to make more of the characters in gacha so,yeah :)

#gacha character #gacha community #Puri Puri Town #gacha nox #Panda Merah #Ulala #Fluffie #Abe Domo #Panda's a single father supermercy #he's the best single father #or maybe not- #idk anymore

[guesst]

❔❔❔❔❔❔

ask game ❔choose a random wip and talk about it (x6)

well if you insist on 6 whole wips heeheehee

okay first off

because we both like dc i have one (1) single dc wip which is a fairytale au and i cooked it up it quite a while ago with [redacted] in eeby deeby. i started writing it somewhere *rummages in folder* well it’s been quite a while, but i like it a lot still because it ended up fusing a bunch of fairytales together. for example, bruce is the beast from beauty and the beast, dick is snow white — although obviously with no romance: instead it’s his arriving at the ‘beast’s’ house for shelter from the evil huntsman (that guy who killed his parents) and i was planning on some sort of sleeping beauty-goldilocks fusion for jason where he joins bruce and co. just by breaking in and finding the perfect lunch n bed and later falls under a sleeping curse. with jason it also ties in a lot with tim because tim plays a rapunzel in this au — guarded by the same witch that puts the sleeping curse on jason for breaking into his tower. as you can see there is a trend of jason breaking into places and witches putting curses on people. incidentally talia is also a witch and damian is red riding hood. if i did decide to put duke in — though i dont know about him much, so it might be hard — i’d say maybe he’s the goose girl? (because of the ‘we are robin’ thing) or maybe cinderella? it would be interesting either way. anyway thats about the extent of my plan, though ive written a lot less (its just bruces origin story and dick arriving at bruce’s house :p)

here’s a snippet to get you through the rest of this rant

secondly

PURSON FIC PURSON FIC PURSON FIC

im not going to spend a lot of time talking about this one. im pretty sure it’s a character fic. i just spend a lot of time trying to figure out how purson thinks and acts and feels especially in the earlier arcs of iruma. somehow i feel like there’s not enough knowledge in my brain of him and so it feels like he’s too serious and its fun trying to balance his snark and aversion to attention. this wip’s meant to span the manga up until the music festival arc (so, until probably season 4 of iruma?) and yet i havent figured out what im going to write about the harvest festival. on the other hand i started this fic purely because i wanted a reason to write purson making friends with a caretaker that lets him onto the roof so he can become pixie. caretaker has become an oc with a whole backstory, which will probably mever show up in canon, but im still attached to her. yeah

and THIRDLY

iruma again! it’s an amnesia fic!

this one is for panda’s prompt for an ask game which they sent in last year. as you can tell, it is taking a long time. however, i love it a lot because i get to write iruma pre-canon-development (considering he hasnt got any of his memories!!) interacting with azz and clara who are simultaneously attempting to seem like normal humans, and have become his coworkers somehow, and who keep making ‘secretive’ comments about iruma which seem really suspicious to iruma because he keeps hearing them out of context. i have absolutely no clue how to end it, but it’s a lot of fun :D

FOURTH

these speeches are getting shorter and shorter arent they. hm.

OK WHATEVER this one’s iruma again (promise its the last one) nd this time it’s a rarepair that afaik nobody has written! although it’s platomci and not romantic. anyway it’s a childhood friends au with kiriwo amy and urara valac and kiriwo gets to become friends with urara valac because they run into each other a lot — i havent written much for it, again, but i did try outlining and formatting the outline slightly differently and it’s worked pretty well so far, actually! i think the part im most looking forward to writing is the part where kiriwo realises he’s properly stuck with the valacs, and that he doesnt actually care, nor does he really want to see them despair properly. so he grows pretty differently to canon, because canonically, afaik kiriwo’s only proper friend was the one childhood friend whise bracelet he destroys and after that its just demons who dont give a shit because hes too weak. so it’s fun exploring how that would change if he had people like the valacs who are strange and different, and also really caring.

hhhh next is number 5

number five isnt a fic it’s the choose your own adventure ive rambled about a few times. im terms of the routes the mc could take ive changed up the dragons route and also added one called the bakery route, which ive also been thinking of taking back out. let me backtrack a little in case you forgot. the premise is that mc is a kid and has been prophesised to defeat the great dragon. however when the great dragon rises mc is still a little Kid. now the player can make one of two choices: choose to escape this situation (which lends itself to human and orc found families) or choose to fight the dragon (high risk of death but there is a chance you can make friends woth the dragon) . so i added two new characters that might be p important in the dragon route: bel and caelan! bel short for belesis. he’s mc’s village friend and caelan is his sister and they’re both a bit older and more streetwise than mc. and also! i changed up the setting a little bit so it’s hotter and more deserty. when mc discovers the Forest where the great dragon lives they are going to be very shocked at the Wet

FINALLY NUMBER 6 LAST ONE

league theatre troupe au. this is an imaginary wip but its so stupid funny i want to write it so bad. i am planning to when i get the time also do not fear. if u didnt read the conversation it’s that shigaraki talks like shakespeare because afo lived longer than everyone thought (like, since the middle ages) and when he got his face pumched in his brain reverted to shakespeare talk. now when shigaraki got kidnapped by afo at a young age he also started speaking liek afo. this spreads to the league of villaims. everyone now thinks the lov is a theatre troupe and applauds them whenever they appear. they are legally licensed to use quirks in public because everyome thinks they are performing. stain is a big fan and so is present mic. all might asks for shiggy’s autograph at one point. shiggy calls him a knave.

#ask game #a wild blou has appeared #i had sm fun ty blou #yellow writes #m!ik #bnha

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Fics Named After Flowers/Plants Masterlist

A Single Orange Rose - phan-panda

Summary: Phil wonders who keeps sending him a bouquet of orange roses each week, but when he finally meets up with the mysterious admirer will it change things forever?

Aloe and Dan (ao3) - ByTheFire

Summary: Your typical tattoo artist flower shop au.

Phil is having trouble working on some new designs when he decides to go to the local flower shop owned by two old lesbians. When he arrives though he realizes it’s changed owners but that might not be a bad thing.

Bluebells (ao3) - worriedpeach (skeletonflowers)

Summary: Dan just really wants to put flowers in Phil’s hair.

calla lillies & sunflowers (ao3) - whiskers (robertmontauk)

Summary: What the fuck?

A long-stemmed flower - just one, who the fuck only buys one flower? - taped to the front of his locker, with a small piece of paper wrapped around the stem, right underneath where the petals end.

(or: dan gets flowers, because he deserves them.)

Daffodil Garden (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Dan Howell is the only ordinary one in a world of remarkable people. Phil Lester is the only one that sees his lack of a power as a power in and of itself.

flowers and moths (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Just outside the dense and green forest, a fallen log made a perfect waiting place. Bright green moss covered most of the woody surface, little mushrooms poking out of the bark. The few trees spotted on the outside of the forest made for just enough shade from the sun, the occasional bird chirping from further within. In one section of the fallen trunk, the moss had been taken away and in it’s wake left the scratched in tattoo of a heart, with D + P engraved in the middle in a delicate, cursive writing of a faun.

(A little faun Dan au for fun)

he kept tulips in the kitchen (ao3) - gremlinhours

Summary: dan doesn't know if he'll ever be enough for anyone, but in the meantime, he tends to his garden, unminding of the world.

phil works at his favourite flowershop.

Iris (ao3) - MiniatureLillies

Summary: So this was just a quick thing I wrote because I didn't want to go to bed and I had this idea. As I said, I write best at night when I should be sleeping.

Lavender Lace (ao3) - Emejig16

Summary: Dan absolutely loves it when dom!Phil gets rough with him. He especially loves it when he chokes him.

Little Lily Pad (ao3) - SimplyUndead

Summary: The one where Dan gets his wisdom teeth removed and Phil helps take care of him.

Or, Dan is just loopy from the meds and talks about how his legs are grape jelly

Marigold and Rosemary (ao3) - AlibiNonsense

Summary: Phil’s a strange child. His first word is ‘why’. He doesn’t speak much and cries a lot and never smiles. His parents take him to doctor after doctor who say that, despite that he’s intelligent for his age, there’s nothing wrong with him. Nigel gives his son fat plastic toy soldiers to wave about in his chubby hands and put into his mouth. Instead, Phil makes a stage out of a baby blanket and has two of the little men carefully hop around it; lines up the rest in rows as an audience and then knocks them over when he’s finished, his face crumpling.

Maybe We Can Be The Garden That The Neighbors Talk About (ao3) - lonelyuchiha

Summary: Dan starts to see people as flowers when he was younger.

Miss Annie's Flowers (ao3) - theoreoqueen

Summary: Dan hates sunflowers, but he really likes the cute guy at the flower shop.

Orchids and Oleanders (ao3) - Mcusekat

Summary: Phil was poisonous whether he had meant to be or not, which is why he brought white Oleanders. They were poisonous, just like Phil:

Beautiful, but poisonous.

Parsley and Pennyroyal (ao3) - Anonymous

Summary: “Phil?”

Phil tears his eyes away from the laptop screen and looks at him. “Yeah?”

“There's something I have to tell you."

(Poison) Ivy (ao3) - jkjm191029

Summary: Some beds of roses also have thorns.

(A song fic about 2012!phan based off 'Ivy' by Frank Ocean)

Poppy (ao3) - dijon

Summary: Poppy. It all started with her.

Rose (ao3) - CruelBeauty

Summary: Phil absolutely knew Dan was teasing him.

The short crop tops. The low rise jeans. The way his shirt would conveniently ride up when he was laying across the couch. Not to mention the way Dan out of the blue changed his simple barbell for a fancy white piece with dangling gems, catching the sun every so often when he shifted.

Sunflowers (ao3) - CruelBeauty

Summary: The truth is, Dan loved having something that was a total secret from their fans. He loved his fans and he liked sharing information about their lives but having this one small thing was so nice to think about. That this one small detail was something only Phil knew. His family didn't even know.

He has a navel piercing.

sunflowers (ao3) - spaceandvinyls

Summary: dan has bad allergies and it's the sunflowers in phil's yard that are causing them.

Sunflowers & Roses (ao3) - obsessivechild

Summary: "I love you. You're perfect. Please change."

The Daisy (ao3) - phangate

Summary: Dan and Phil add a new member to their family: a cactus named Daisy

Thyme after Thyme (ao3) - chisomo

Summary: Dan Howell runs an apothecary shop in the heart of London, a city wrought with rising tensions between witches and normal humans. Dan tries to ignore the daily instances of prejudice towards his kind and keep his magical abilities a secret, but his life is irrevocably changed when a garden shop is opened next door by a certain sky-eyed young human.

Trees (ao3) - skszp

Summary: Phil comes clad in brighter red than Dan has ever seen, brighter than sunset, than cat tongues, than the blood of a baby deer that has gotten lost, been lost to the natural ways of dark forests.

A strange one-shot about a forest.

Tulips and Hyacniths (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Phil was waiting to ask out a client that he had taken a liking to but the conversation turned out a little differently and now he has got himself into a right good situation.

Tulips Are Yellow (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Phil is a yellow person with a yellow life. He loves his little flower, Susie, like she’s his daughter. But is it possible to love something too much?

Water Lilies (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: (TW) There once was two boys. One was happy, the other was sad. Maybe it was more than just ‘happy,’ maybe it was more than just ‘sad.’ Oh yes, it was much much more. Much more tucked away. Hidden from both of the boy’s own eyes, crammed beneath fingernails to stay hidden.

Nothing could make them see what was really wrong, not words spoken, or assumptions made, not the clearest of windows, not the whitest of water lilies.

White Rose (ao3) - outphan

Summary: “Can you believe that in 35 years we managed to get everything in life?”

“Urgh, 35 years!” Dan groans. “I’m not that old.”

“You are, but that’s okay. I did get to grow old with the love of my life.”

Dan and Phil, later in life, when they become grandparents.

#phanfictioncatalogue #phan #phanfic #phanfiction #masterlists #dan and phil #flowers #flowers masterlist #plants #plants masterlist

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Got tagged by @nintendont2502 :]

Hot or cold shower - hot because if I step into something just a little bit colder than the place I was before I will automatically freeze 😔

Texting or calling - TEXTING OF COURSE I'm so awkward when I have to talk to someone oughg

Earbuds or headphones - headphones yeaaahhh!!!! I dont like earbuds because they hurt my poor little ears most of the time :| I got some which didn't, so I use them because I can't bring my headphones around sadly

Paperback or hardcover - i loooove hardcover books SO MUCH they're so cool and also they don't fold and break!!! I hate it when a book's paperback folds

Matte or gel - I literally have no idea what these mean

Twelve hour of twenty four hour clock - Twelve hour! It's more intuitive I think and I don't have to do maths everytime I look at it :] Oh yeah but only if the clock tells you if it's pm or am because otherwise it gets confusing

Sci fi or horror - sci fi because I never watched a horror movie iirc (my sister won't let me because she has nightmares) and also because my dad loves them and I watched so many Sci fi movies with him they grew on me

Blue or green - OUHG. okay I love green, especially light green. I mean there's nothing wrong with dark green I just generally prefer light tones for some reason. But blue has got SO MANY great and awesome shades oughgh I love blue too so I'm going to choose that one

Sunsets or sunrises - I think ive watched so many sunrises theyre not so cool anymore. I mean they're still really cool!! When going to school I see it sometimes and I always go "OOOOHH" but idk. Also sunstets' colors are prettier I think :0

Tulips or orchids - OOH I LOVE ORCHIDS ! ! they have really fun shapes and colors and they're very pretty I think!!! Tulips are great too but they dont have shapes as fun as the orchids imo

Candlelight or moonlight - Candlelights because theyre very warm and very pretty and they have kind of orange light and im the number one fan of orange, warm lights :DD

Pen or pencil - PENCIL I hate writing + drawing with pen >:| I can't erase stuff and it's hard and it also makes my handwriting even worse when I use a pen !!! Sadly we have to use pens at school and if we use pencils in exams that's an automatic fail so I need to get used to them asap

Pandas or koalas - I know they're overrated but 😔 I love pandas they're like bears in pajamas ouuhghg I love koalas though!!! Theyre very cute :]]

Gold or silver: silver is very very pretty yeahh!!! Even the name is pretty wow...... I love using silver crayons and stuff it gets shiny but not TOO shiny and that is important I think

Sneakers or boots - boots are really cool and warm but I never use anything that are not sneakers ! I just have a single pair of them every time so I just use them until they're torn apart ahahaah..

Denim or leather jacket - neither 😐

Pink or purple - OKAY I love pink its a very great color I think and it's also REALLY fun to work with but ooooh purple my beloved <3 it might actually be one of my fave colors

Chocolate or sour candy - OH im a chocolate lover

Drive in cinema or theatre - I've never been to a drive in cinema and it honestly seems so cool but! I love threatres theyre great and I love watching things in a huge screen yeahh :D

Deodorant or perfume - I HATE PERFUMES OUGH OUGH OUGH perfumes go away leave me alone

Pastel blue or earth tones - godd this ones hard ! As I said before I looove blue !!!! But earth tones are SO great and cool I love them a lot oooh

Lemonade or fruit juice - HELL YEAH FRUIT JUICE LOVERS RISE !!! I love fruit juice........ except orange juice. But I might be choosing this option partly because the last time I had lemonade was when i was like. Five or something so i don't remember how it tastes :p

Past or future - I'm not too sure what it means, I might just mean where you'd prefer to time travel but either way I'd choose future so yeah ! Like, I wouldn't go back to the past and live there, because it would end up being repetitive and the future would be more unexpected! Maybe what happens in the future is worse than what happened in the past, but you can't know that because you don't know what will happen, whereas in the past you know. And about time travel, I wouldn't go back to the past because im 100% sure I'd end up fucking the timeline up 😔

Aaaaand idk how many people I have to tag but here are some :]

@kindledrose @lemonylimetime @potatoisanartist @eowynnsstuffnthings @selenesaysstuff !! (You can just not do it if you don't want to ofc :]])

#uuh how do it tag this hmmm #tagging game #???? something like that idk #ikna talks

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MY FAVORITE RECORDS OF 2022 (all lists are in no particular order)

MY 20 FAVORITE RECORDS OF 2022

The Jeanines- Don’t Wait for a Sign (Slumberland)

Arts & Leisure- This Vast Illusion (self released)

Mick Trouble- It’s Mick Trouble’s Second LP! (Emotional Response)

Model Shop- Love Interest (Meritorio)

The Photocopies- Greatest Hits Volume 2 and Hopelessly Devoted (both self released)

Hammered Hulls- Careening (Dischord)  

Michael Head & the Red Elastic band- Dear Scott (Modern Sky UK)

The Reds Pinks and Purples- Summer at Land’s End

(Slumberland)  

Winged Wheel- No Island (12XU)

The Boys with the Perpetual Nervousness- The Third Wave of…  (Bobo Integral)  

Sick Thoughts- Heaven is No Fun (Total Punk)

Horsegirl- Versions of Modern Performance  (Matador)  

First Aid Kit- Palomino  (Columbia)

Dot Dash- Madman in the Rain (The Beautiful Music)

Superchunk- Wild Loneliness (Merge)

Ribbon Stage- Hit With The Most (Perennial/ K)

Artsick- Fingers Crossed (Slumberland)

Belle & Sebastian- A Bit of Previous (Matador)

Non Bruises- S/T (self released)

The Sadies- Colder Streams (Yep Roc)

HERE’S 20 MORE!

Panda Bear & Sonic Boom- Reset (Domino)

Papercuts- Past Life Regression (Slumberland)

Weak Signal- War and War (Colonel Records)

Librarians with Hickeys- Handclaps and Tambourines (Big Stir)

The Well Wishers- Blue Sky Sun (self released)

Armstrong- Happy Graffiti (The Beautiful Music)

The Reds Pinks and Purples- They Only Wanted Your Soul (Slumberland)  

Savak- Human Error/ Human Delight (Ernest Jenning)

Freezing Hands- It Was a Good Run (Dateland)

April March- In Cinerama (Omnivore)

Kids on a Crime Spree – Fall In Love Not In Line (Slumberland) 

Young Guv- III & IV  (Run for Cover Records)

U.S. Highball- A Parkhead Cross of the Mind (Lame-O)

Flowertown- Half Yesterday (Mt St Mtn)

Ex-Void- Bigger Than Before (Don Giovanni)

Tony Molina- In the Fade (Summer Shade)

Field School- When Summer Comes (Bobo Integral)

My Raining Stars- 89 Memories (Shelflife)

Kevin Robertson- Teaspoon of Time (Futureman)

Hater- Sincere (Fire)

…..AAAAAAAAND 10 MORE!

Almost Charlie- A Whisper in a World Too Loud (Words on Music)  

The Orchids- Dreaming Kind (Skep Wax) 

 Aarktica- We Will Find the Light (Darla)  

Extra Arms- What Is Even Happening Right Now? (Forge Again Records)

The Silent Boys- Sand To Pearls, Coal To Diamonds (Too Good to Be True Records)

The Smashing Times- Bloom (Meritorio)

The Bye Bye Blackbirds- August Lightning Complex (Double Potion Records)

The Beths- Expert in a Dying Field (Carpark)

Ghost Power- S/T (Duophonic)

Peter Astor- Time on Earth (Tapete)

I ALSO LIKED ALBUMS BY……Dazy, Eyelids, Desario, Hoodoo Gurus, Salt Lake Alley, Helen Love, Kramies, The Monochrome Set,  Anton Barbeau, Cozy Slippers, The Chesterfields, Rob Moss and Skintight Skin, Lewsberg, Richard X. Heyman, The Claudettes, Surf Piranhas, Kiwi Jr, Sault, Nervous Twitch, New Buck Biloxi, Heather Trost, Fine, Alien Nose Job, Kevin Morby, Ward White, Spiritualized , Click Beetles, Whimsical, Man’s Body, Wet Leg, The Minders,  Water Damage, Star Party, The Paranoid Style, Alvvays, Chronophage, Rolling Blackouts CF, The Happy Somethings, The Umbrella Puzzles, Zac Denton, Northern Portrait, Volebeats, Your Academy, Aluminum Group, Guy Capecelatro, Jon Spencer & the Hitmakers, The Trypes, Jeremy, etc. etc.

MY 10 FAVORITE REISSUES/COLLECTIONS of 2022  

Tall Dwarfs- Unravelled - 1981-2002 (Merge)

Broadcast- BBC Maida Vale Sessions (Warp)

Heavenly- Heavenly Vs Satan (Skep Wax)

Biff  Bang Pow! -Better Life: Complete Creations 1984-1991 (Cherry Red)

Go Sailor- S/T (Slumberland)

The Lucksmiths- Why That Doesn’t Surprise me and  Naturaliste (both Lost and Lonesome)

The Krayolas- Happy Go Lucky (Box Records)

The Flashing Lights- Where the Change Is (Murder)

The Muffs- Really Really Happy (Omnivore)

My Teenage Stride- Singles and B-sides (digital)

MY 15 FAVORITE EP’s OF 2022

The Chills- Scatterbrain Storm Outtakes (Fire)

Elk City- Above the Door (Magic City)

The 1981 - Polaroids EP (Dandy Boy)

The Persian Leaps- Machines for Living (Land Ski Records)

The Photocopies- Departure P (self released)

R.E. Seraphin- Swingshift EP (Dandy Boy/Mt St Mtn)

My Favorite- Tender is the Nightshift part 1 (HHBTM)

The Black Watch- The Neverland of Spoken Things (digital)

The Radio Field- Time Simple EP (Subjangle)

The Wends- It’s Here Where You Fall (Subjangle)  

Michael Beach- 2022 EP (Goner)

The Laughing Chimes- Zoo Ave (Slumberland)

My Raining Stars- The Life We planned (digital)

The Age of Colored Lizards (Perfect Smile (Sotron)  

Field School- Swainson’s Thrush (Small Craft Advisory)

The Lunar Towers- Hurry Up and Wait (Colorama Records)