#annnnd that was the last of my requests

[ghost-of-hallownest]

Heyo! If requests are still open, is Jaune a possibility? Love your work! (:

shes a busy bee

#bug fables #Jaune bug fables #my art #fanart #digital art #ask #anonymous #annnnd thats the last of the requests i have in my inbox #feel free to send more but i might work on other stuff

[chunkypossum]

Mother Save Us From Your Twisted fate

From ACOSF: 

Eris glowered. “Has this been the plan the whole time? To string me along, make me an enemy of my father, then use the Trove against all of us?”

“You made yourself an enemy of your father,” Cassian said, smiling faintly. “When he finds out, I wonder if he’ll let your hounds rip you to shreds, or if he’ll do it himself.”

Eris paled slightly. “Don’t you mean if he finds out?” Cassian said nothing. Kept his face neutral.

Nesta stifled her smugness and did the same. Eris observed them.

... For the first time since Nesta had known the male, uncertainty banked the fire in his gaze.

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Read Complete on AO3 and MIND THE TAGS

Azriel found Eris on the side of the mountain… again. Though he hadn’t been allied with the Night Court for long, Azriel learned pretty quickly that he had a few favorite places to go when he wanted to be alone. This was one of them. After he missed his last meeting with Keir, Rhys had sent Azriel down to the Hewn City to see if Eris was somewhere within the mountain, knowing as well as Azriel did by now that Eris was known to hide out in the forgotten spaces of this cursed place. He knew he should just leave him there, let Rhys know and go about his other duties so he could leave the Hewn City as soon as possible but something rooted him to the spot. The shadows swam around him pestering to join the lordling in the blistering wind outside.  Shadows wrapped around his wrist and pulled him towards the small opening that would lead him to the ledge outside. He really didn't want to go but let them lead him away anyway.  The sight was more pitiful than he thought it would be. Eris was curled in on himself, holding tightly to his knees tucked up against his chest with his face buried into them. His wild red hair whipped around him in the wind, completely broken out of the neat braids they had been in.  It had been a while since Azriel had to talk with him. Rhys had pressured Cassian to take on the responsibility of dealing with Eris in recent weeks. Even though Azriel knew he was the one who requested it, seeing Eris now, a slight tinge of regret washed through him at that.  Without saying a word, Azriel walked over to him, footsteps drowned out by the howling wind and came to sit beside Eris. Far enough away that they didn't touch but close enough that he could if he wanted to. He didn’t want to.  Putting up a shield of magic from his siphons in a sphere around them, Azriel looked down at the male who had yet to acknowledge him and smiled as he noticed the way the shadows played in the tangles of his hair. Pests. “What are you doing out here?” He asked  Eris mumbled something without lifting his head that sounded something like ‘None of your business.’ prompting a chuckle from Azriel. Their relationship had gotten more confusing over the past few months and it was hard for Azriel to know where the line was now that they weren’t strictly enemies. The Mor situation would hang over all of their interactions until the truth was out but ever since Azriel got himself caught spying in the forests of Autumn, things had gotten infinitely more complicated. “Brat.” Azriel said through a laugh. He didn’t press further and sat there in silence while Eris stewed and Azriel watched. It wasn’t uncomfortable and somehow Azriel knew Eris would tell him when he was ready.  After a while, He raised his head and spoke. “Cassian threatened to tell my father about our little … arrangement.”

The songs I wrote this to Annnnd the Azris Tag List: @iftheshoef1tz @born-to-riot @pathfinderofnight @fell-in-luvs @@fieldofdaisiies @aktrain @honeysuckle-daydreams13 @secret-third-thing @acourtofladydeath @pippsmcgee @talibunny30

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[minisugakoobies]

Sunny…you’re feeling a little rusty 🥺 Well we can’t have that, let me see 🤔

Can I get a…

#13. waist rubs while laying close to each other AND #2. I want to explore your body if you’d let me WITH Seokjin and reader, please and thank you 🤭

Oooh, Chell, I am once again missing Seokjinnie terribly, so thank you for requesting him! 💕 Title: What a Line Pairing: Seokjin x Gender Neutral Reader Genre: Friends to Lovers, fluff, non-Idol!AU Warnings: cuddly silly Jin agenda, sudden tension!!

"Why are we doing this again?" Jin inquires as he joins you on the couch. He hands you a cider as he takes a swig of his beer.

"This" is the two of you trying out a new dating app together, You4ia. Questionable spelling aside, it promises to help bring you better matches than any of the other apps that completely failed to find you a lasting love.

The "why" is pretty self-explanatory.

"Because we're dateless losers who aren't getting any younger, Jinnie-yah," you inform him, curling your legs beneath you, getting cozy on Jin's old couch. He's had this thing as long as the two of you have known each other - five years now. It's so worn in and comfy, just like your friendship.

"Pssh, getting older's not a problem when you're aging like a fine wine. You should try it," he retorts, squeaking with laughter when you knock your shoulder into his. His beer sloshes slightly. "Watch it, you almost committed a party foul."

Snorting, you scroll through the setup menu. For several minutes the two of you fall silent as you create your profiles, both of you lost in choices, only occasionally piping up to ask the other's opinions. Finally, a cute little chime fills Jin's apartment as your dating app electronically announces you're ready to find love.

"Annnnd we're off!" you sigh, tossing your phone down on the table. Jin's slides next to yours. You sit back, letting that familiar feeling of hope and dread settle over you. The hope that you'll find a match. The dread that you won't make it last.

Jin brings you another round of drinks as the two of you regale each other with tales of horror and glory (mostly the former for you and the latter for him) from your dating app history.

"What's the fastest you've ever gotten a match on one of these?" you ask.

Jin leans in beside you, humming thoughtfully. He picks up his phone, then puts it down. Repeats the movement a few times. 

“What are you doing?”

“Calculating how many seconds it takes to set a phone down.” "Fuck off," you gasp, smacking him in the stomach playfully. “You got a response in less than a minute?!”

"What? Is that fast?" Jin's ego can be seen from space, but damned if he usually can't back up. With his looks, his charm, his intelligence, and his kindness. But sometimes he's just too cocky, with his crooked smirk and gleaming eyes.

Your head gravitates towards his shoulder as his arm slips around yours. Cuddling with Jin is like breathing. Happens naturally.

"I guess it's pretty good for an old man."

Truthfully, neither of you are as young as you used to be, but he scowls anyway, hand reaching for your side to tickle you until you pinch him in retaliation. "Eek! Stop that."

You stop, your hand resting on his side as his hand lies on your hip. He mindlessly rubs small circles into the soft cotton of your shirt, lightly etching the skin beneath.

"What's the wildest opening line anyone's ever sent you?"

"Easy. 'I want to explore your body, if you'll let me.'" You laugh, remembering with a shudder.

"That's the first thing they said?!" Jin's pitch rises in surprise.

"Yep."

"Hmmm." He pauses. "And did it work?"

"What? No!" You cluck your tongue. "Are you insane?"

"What, you don't think that line could work?"

The two of you pull apart, both looking at each other incredulously. With a laugh, you shake your head.

"No, I do not."

"I'm telling you, the right person could make it work. Someone you find attractive - I'm guessing you didn't find him attractive enough."

"Well, I mean, he wasn't really my type, but he wasn't unattra- "

Before you can finish your sentence, Jin suddenly shifts, dipping you backwards. He holds you tightly, one hand cupping the back of your head as you stare up at him in shock. You’re very familiar with Jin’s face, but you’ve never been this close to it before. Have his lips always been so plush? Did his cheekbones get sharper?

"YN,” he murmurs, in a voice so deep that your entire body seems to vibrate. His thumb brushes your lips so lighty, so teasingly, that you strain your neck to tip forward and catch more of his touch. It’s an involuntary motion, as your head is currently completely devoid of any thoughts. "I want to explore your body. If you'll let me."

"Holy fuck," you whisper, wide-eyed, heart pounding.  

Jin laughs, not his usual honking chuckle but something else - a tiny exhalation of surprise. “Is that a yes?” 

“To you exploring my body?!”

Now he’s honking, shaking you with his laughter, but he doesn’t let go, and you don’t pull away.

“To my theory, that the line could work.” His eyes flit to your lips so many times that you feel dizzy tracking the movement. Or maybe you’re just light-headed from the nearness of him. His mouth is infinitesimally close…. 

“You know, I think maybe some exploration is in order, after all,” you mumble, chin tilting upwards, and you can feel Jin smiling as he presses his lips to yours. 

Before the night ends, you both delete the app.

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© 2023 by minisugakoobies. Crossposted to AO3. Please do not copy or repost.

#bts x reader #bts scenarios #seokjin x you #bts fanfic #bts fluff #diverseinsertknet #seokjin x reader #seokjin fanfic #kim seokjin x reader #kim seokjin x you #lovely moots #sweetestofchaos #bts drabble

[satanscatsworld]

*rolls out from under your bed on a car creeper* May I ask if you could do the last prompt about anxiety and triggering situations, but with Lilia and Cater?

TWST boys’ headcanons with an introvert MC who has anxiety, nervous ticks and who always selflessly insert themself into triggering situations! Lilia + Cater!

What are you doing under my b- oh nevermind- lol.

Sure thing! I hope you will like it, I tried my best ^^!

Enjoy <3333333

Part one with Leona, Jamil, Azul, Floyd and Crewel right here.

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Lilia Vanrouge

Oh, that one… How could that one ever miss something about you?

Lilia is sharp when it comes to these things. You see, he’s fairly… Old and experienced, despite not looking like it, and he also raised two wonderful boys that you know well.

He met enough people through ages to learn and read through them.

And you were no exceptions! He could read through you like an open book, and it didn’t take him long before noticing what was going on.

The way you were always saying yes to any request, no matter how awkward it could make you feel, and how busy you were. Oh little one, you just couldn’t say no, could you?

But what also caught his eye, is the was you never turned out anyone, even though the situation triggered you.

Which caused you, and he noticed it pretty quickly as well, to trigger your nervous tics.

He particularly noticed how you would always need to have something in your hands. Be it your rings, or, if you didn’t wear/like jewellery, your phone, your fingers, whatever your hands could grab and crush between them.

Even to the point where it would physically hurt you to do so, you just couldn’t help it when those episodes stroke in.

He didn’t wait long before taking the matter into his own hands though, and soon enough, you would have your boyfriend magically appearing above your head, a sly and cunning smirk on his lips, and scaring the others away.

“Prefect, could you please-” “BOO!” “AHHHh!”

Jokes aside, it would happen a lot. And if people didn’t get the hint, Lilia would tell them himself to grow up and not rely on you for anything and everything, and especially something they know you don’t like to do.

As for your hands, he would help you to take care of them: applying a healing cream, bandages if your nails stabbed your flesh, and he would absolutely not prevent you from nervously holding things in your hands.

Though, to help you calm down he would offer you his hand.

“My, My, Love, one must not refuse a fae’s request, I’ll may end up landing a curse upon you… Haha, gotcha! Just kidding. May you hold my hands? I’m quite the anti-stress par excellence, hehe.”

Cater Diamond

Ay, that one is so underestimated!

Cater may look like he’s an airhead, your typical classmate play-boy, but he’s definitely not and he’s a lot more than that.

He’s actually got quite the observing eye, almost nothing can go past him without him noticing.

He notices when you change your haircut, he knows your favourite things, he notices pretty much anything if that’s about you, his beloved lover.

But this time, only this time, you were the one coming up to him.

It was after a pretty bad triggering episode, the task given to you left you in a pretty bad state, and you struggled very hard. You were so tired of your body not listening to you.

You were so tired of the anxiety crawling on your skin, carving in your flesh, owning your body like its own.

You were also so flustered and awkward after, because some of your classmates happened to witness it, and gave you very heavy weird stares.

You cried in Cater’s arms after that, metaphor or not, when your boyfriend saw your pale and distressed face, he immediately ran up to you and hugged you tight.

Either you tell him or not, he noticed what was going on.

Annnnd you, my friend, is getting pampered!

He wants you to rest, he even gently scolds you for it, and he puts his mind into protecting you even more. That is to say: if he’s not with you, he will tell Adeuce to look out for you more and tell people to scram, if he’s with you, he will wait for you to speak for yourself, and if you can’t, he will for you.

Also! You will often catch him using his unique magic, that literal cheat code, so that even if he’s too busy at the moment, one of his clone will check up on you.

Cater is literally one of the sweetest beans ever, and never judged you for being yourself, especially not in such situations.

#Snuggles #CaringBoyfriend #FavouriteGingerBoy

“MC-ey, look what I got! This is a new plaid blanket, it’s extra soft. Oh, I also got ya one of those essential oil diffusers, I heard it was pretty good to help you calm down with a familiar scent you liked. Here, let’s get comfy!”

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland fluff #twisted wonderland x reader #Twst #Twst Lilia #Lilia Vanrouge #diasomnia #Lilia x reader #Lilia x yuu #Lilia x mc #Twst Cater #Cater Diamond #twisted wonderland cater #Twisted Wonderland Lilia #Cater x yuu #Cater x MC #Cater x reader #heartslabyul #twst heartslabyul #Lilia fluff #Lilia Vanrouge Fluff #cater fluff #Cater Diamond Fluff #It's almost 1AM and I'm tired lol #Twst mc #Twst Yuu #Twisted Wonderland reader #Twisted Wonderland MC #Twisted Wonderland yuu #Twst readers

[morallyinept]

HAPPY SUNDAY LOVELIES! 🖤

Have we all recovered from those Esquire outtakes yet?? Nah, me neither... I'm undecided which is my favourite, everytime I think I've settled on a decision, I see something in a different one. Thirst world problems, eh? 🥲

I've had this week off work; my final vacation for the year, and it's flown by. 😫 I've spent it mostly catching up on writing though, and reading as well as visiting some friends and family.

Lots of late nights however, as I have bout of insomnia right now... sigh. So I've been super tired with sandpaper eyes most of this week. 😵‍💫

Back to work on tomorrow so I'm making the most of the last of my free time to get some WIPs worked on. Yay!

So, let's get into this week's whip round, shall we, Jack? Ready that whip, cowboy!

Catch up on last week here, sugar

☆ Things I've posted this week

Five Days Chapter 9 - Again, so many thanks and forehead smooches to everyone who is invested in Joel & Reader. 🖤

Full - A Joel Miller GIFLET

Feast On This - A Max Phillips GIFLET as requested by an ASK.

Back Alley Bang! - A Dieter Bravo One Shot, which was inspired by these outtakes released this week from the Esquire shoot, which has made the fandom collectively lose it's mind... 🥵

Self Care With Dieter & Jett this week featured Pedro himself stepping in for Dieter, to offer some self-care advice through some of his memorable quotes.

Jettsgiving - Thanksgiving with a house full of The Pedro Boys? What could possibly go wrong...? 🤪

This week's Writer Wow shone the spotlight on @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin Angela is such an amazing person and writer, and I just love her, so go totally check her out. 💚

☆ Things I'm currently working on

Putting together my fic for the Pickled Pena challenge - are you guys taking part in this?? It's going to be so much fun!

Putting the finishing touches to my Christmas fics and I have a few one-shots to draft out for the Festive season, then I can work on some of the WIPs I've teased out previously - woo!

Annnnd a butt load of GIFTLETS.

☆ Things I've read this week

As I've been off this week, I've read more than I usually would, but it still never feels like enough, does it?

Below are some of the fics that stood out to me this week:

Undercover - Part 1 - @secretelephanttattoo

Hot Criminal & Lawyer - @boliv-jenta

Hue, My Way & Medicine - @goodwithcheese

Nothing That I Didn't Know - @for-a-longlongtime

Pause - @trulybetty

Kill Shot - @magpiepills

Giving Thanks - @linzels-blog

Masterpiece - @thetriumphantpanda

Hold Tight - @sin-djarin

With Mercy For The Disturbed - @netherfeildren

Sticky - @ezrasbirdie

Sequins -@trulybetty

All of these, and more, have been added to my Pedro Characters Fic Rec List

☆ What have I been watching/listening to this week?

Not a lot this week, as I've been busy with writing and reading, so watching things was neglected a little this week.

Unless you count The Simpsons, which is always on in the background... Ralph Wiggum is totally my spirit animal.

☆ What have I been up to this week?

Mostly reading and writing and catching up on the usual things that come with adulting. Didn't manage a hike this week as the weather here has been gross. Plus, looks like the frosty weather is on it's way too 🥶

I'm reluctantly thinking about Christmas shopping... bah humbug. I'm not a miser, I love Christmas - just not the expense that comes with it! 😬

Well, that wraps it up for this week. I hope you guys have enjoyed the weekend. Many thanks for the lovely DM's and ASKs as always. Always fun to hear from you guys.

Stay kind & stay creamy. Jack & I will catch you in the next recap. 🖤

🖤

#jett's weekly whip round #agent whiskey #pedro pascal #pedro pacal characters #jett's fic recs #jetts pedro boys #week in review

[sinning-23]

Socket Wrench: Chapt. 3

Sooooo this chapter ended up being kinda lengthy ngl. Im REALLY tryna build that tension between DK and the reader but also make it kinda awkward cause they just met but they can't help but like take jabs and flirt back and forth with each other cause they've gotten a bit comfortable with one another. ANYWHO, enjoy! Maybe 3-4 more chapters after this annnnd then it shall be COMPLETE lol.

ALSO, Chapter 2 found here

ok, I'm done fr. enjoy :D

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Chapter 3: Blow dice, Kiss tires

“So we ambush them at the end of this road?” You question making sure you got all the details right as Peach nods sternly. 

The plan was to use the carts to try and get to Bowser before he even knew it and not only save Luigi but the Mushroom and Jungle Kingdoms from being attacked. If he was coming to the Princess he wasn't going to just stop there, he’d take over everything. The next step was to prepare, and quickly. Luckily, the garage wasn't too far, and based on what you’d learned from your last time being there, they could build their carts easily, and you'd be able to finish yours with that kind of tech. 

“Let's make moves then.” You hum, leading the way to the garage, DK close behind. 

There were a few things that needed to be addressed but you kept your mouth shut, trying not to think about how well this whole plan would play out. Worse comes to worse, you die here or even one of them gets hurt and the plan goes to shit. You sigh heavily, gaining even more of DK’s attention as if he wasn't burning holes into you every time he thought he could catch a glance at you while you walked. 

“You look tense,” He begins, following you to your bike once the garage is opened, trying to get you to break your silence. 

“I'm kind of freaking out, but it's fine.” You admit, trying to shake your nerves off as you place the tires onto the bike you crafted, the model and color of the rims contrasting nicely with the overall build.

“You're gonna be fine, just stick close to me, and no worries.”He offers, voice raised an octave

“With how you got your shit rocked earlier? I’ll take my chances.” You shoot back jokingly as he laughs sarcastically at the jab. 

“Very funny.” He responds, watching you work in awe. You moved so quickly yet so precisely. He had hardly noticed you placing the final details before hopping on and revving it. 

“Perfect.” You whisper out, jutting your head for him to come closer. 

“Kiss 'em.” You chuckle, motioning towards the tires. 

“What? Why?” He laughed back, trying to figure out where you were trying to go with this. 

“For luck, it's like blowing dice right?” You question, revving the engine again.

“I need all the luck I can get pretty boy. So how about this, you kiss my tire and I’ll kiss yours. Deal?” You joke, seeing him shake his head as you hop off the bike, a flustered look on his face. 

“I'm just messing with you, let me change and I'll be back to help with the rest of the karts.” You gulp, patting DK’s shoulder before heading off. 

He shakes his head, making his way to his own kart. Kiss the tires? Weird request but you did ask nicely. Though, he was more reeling over you calling him ‘pretty boy’ more than anything. 

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Not much time had passed when you returned, a biking suit matching your motorcycle much like how the Princesses matched her own. Guess great minds thought alike. 

“Looks nice, yeah? You should take a picture, it'll last longer.” You hum, catching DK eyeballing you a little bit longer than usual. He smirks at your statement, watching you fix your boots.

 You pause for a moment, motioning for him to come closer, which he has absolutely no problem doing. Before he can even process what you were trying to do, your fingers are already adjusting his tie with a soft smile. 

“Now we both look nice.” You hum, driving forward and leaving him somewhat slack-jawed

It was about time for you all to leave, the bike and karts aline revving to prepare for the battle ahead. You sigh, rolling your bike next to the Princess as she smiles back at you, happy to have another woman on the team. Girlbossing alone gets exhausting after a bit. You rev your bike and dart out, eager to get to where you needed to as Peach follows next to you.

You hadn’t been able to ride a kart on your own yet, but damn did it feel nice speeding on these foreign roads, the wind blowing your braids back, the ponytail you once had discarded for your usual down look. You were so caught up in your own head you hadn't noticed Peach trying to get your attention.

“So, did they make you duel too?” She jokes, keeping up the conversation. You giggle in response

“Fortunately for me no, I wouldn't have won that fight. DK seems to know what he's doing. I just proved myself by working on the karts. It was fairly simple to understand.” You explain, a prideful look splayed over your features.

“I see. Soooo, that's why you two are on good terms, or maybe?” She side-eyes you, smirking but you quickly shut it down. 

“Oh stop! He just showed me around the kingdom and the garage…and we talked.” You explain, reminiscing over the eye contact and light touches. Hell, even the quick interaction from the garage. How stupid was that to ask him to ‘kiss the tires’ jesussssss. 

“Wait no! Listen, he's a prince and I'm some random girl from Brooklyn. Besides I mean I'm sure he's got plenty of fans drooling over him. Honestly, I don't know how to feel, he's such a dork.” You giggle, trying not to steal a glance at him and failing. Looks like a quiet conversation with Mario surprisingly. 

“Honestly, I wouldn't mind staying here with him. He may seem like a showoff, which is very true but he's a sweetheart under it all. I actually think he wants me to stay too.” You explain, that same hotness crawling up your spine and into your face.

It wasn't long before Mario drove up beside her, also striking up a conversation while you lean back and take his previous place next to DK. The silence seemed to drag on as you both looked at each other simultaneously, only to look away and clear your throat. There's definitely tension here, awkward, flirty, or otherwise and god was it suffocating. 

“How's it riding?” He chokes out, trying to cover up his embarrassment. 

“Oh, um it's perfect! I’ve never built my own bike before.” You giggle, adjusting the way you were sitting, catching his eyes again. 

“I'd hope so, otherwise that kiss was for nothing.” He quips, avoiding your gaze with that stupid boyish grin. 

He actually did it for you?

“You…really?” You sigh, heart beating out of your chest as your face feels as if it's gonna melt from how hot it is. 

“Yeah, I figured why not. The fact that you suggested it was cute.” He admits, seeing you tuck your bottom lip between your teeth. 

“Didn't think you’d take me seriously, I didn't even follow through with the deal.” You hum, finally gaining the courage to look at him

“I know, you can make it up to me later.” He chuckles, the statement laced with something suggestive.

You speed up, seeing the ramp come to an end, DK catching up behind you as you begin following down Rainbow Road. There wasn't much left to cover before you made it to your destination, and anxiety eats away at you.  It wasn't hard for DK to tell so he sped up just to catch up to you, wanting to keep you from isolating yourself. 

“The crease on your forehead is gonna be permanent if you keep looking like that.” DK jokes, poking the spot as you smile into the touch a bit, pulling away just before he could notice. 

“I know, I know. Just nervous.” You admit, a heavy sigh filling the air. 

“I get it. A lot has happened to you so far. Like I said, just stay close.” He hums, shooting you a smile you so desperately needed to see. 

You giggle a bit, shaking your head. 

“Hey, I got a question about that duel earlier.” You add, seeing his interest spike. He loves answering questions you had for him, and it seemed he was comfortable enough to ramble on and on about whatever the next topic led to. And you were happy to listen. 

“You have a theme song? That's actually hilarious, but kinda cute.” You joke, as his face seems to flush and he clears his throat. 

“I-I didn't think you were paying attention to that.” He admits, trying to avoid your teasing gaze. 

“Ohhhh I paid quite a lot of attention to your showing off, saw you flex, kiss your muscles, pop your pecs, and thrust the air back to back…You’re quite the showoff aren't you?” You taunt, a laugh escaping your throat. 

He’s cute when he’s embarrassed, hand gripping the wheel for dear life and he looks elsewhere.

“Ohhh don't get shy now. Your fans adored it, and I'll admit, watching you fight was pretty fun. You play dirty though.” You explain, noticing his once embarrassed expression warp into a flirty smile.

“First of all, I'm like, the most UN-SHY person you’ll ever meet. And second, you just admitted to liking the show, so I must be doing something right huh? I bet you liked me playing ‘dirty’ huh?” He bites back, watching you freeze up.  

It was your turn to be shy now. 

“Y-You… I never said-....shut up and drive boy.” You sputter, trying to hide the fact that you may or may not have exposed yourself. He laughs in response, shaking his head at how you could dish it out but not take it. Despite the moment being nice, something was wrong….If this Bowser was any kind of smart, he would have insight into your plan and come up with some kind of counterattack.

And sure enough, there was a brigade of soldiers from who you could only assume was Bowser. “It's an ambush!” Peach calls as you speed up on your bike, trying to figure out the best strategy. 

The rest of the army speeds up as well and war ensues upon the road ahead, shells and banana peels flying from either end, anyone bound to get caught in the crossfire. You dodge a red shell, using one of the other koopas as a projectile, tossing the shell over your shoulder and passing one to the princess. 

You managed to get separated from the main group, a gang of 4 hot on your tail as you try to lose them, slamming on your breaks as they speed past and you make a U-Turn, heading back to the group. 

The sound of screeching tired and angry shouting fills your ears all before a loud boom shakes the road, making you lose balance off your bike and fall off. The blast was looser than you expected, the wave sending you backward and leaving your ears ringing. The world spins as you try to regain balance, a sense of panic taking over as you hear Peach call for Mario and sure enough falling into the water below, was Mario and DK. 

Your feet move on their own, your books padding against the road as you try to dodge debris and dive in after them. DK was almost immediately knocked unconscious by a tire that had fallen, leaving you and Mario to swim after him to pull him back to the surface. You’re 

gasping for air, trying to catch your breath as you choke on the salty ocean water.

 “Find something to float on!” You cough out, grabbing onto whatever you could while DK chokes out the water he swallowed.

“You saved my life.” He huffs, more surprised that Mario did but grateful you helped as well.

"Yeah well, I won't tell anyone," Mario responds, hoping for a lil camaraderie.

"Good please don't," Gk responds, seeing you snicker and shake your head. The moment was unfortunately cut short as the three of you found yourselves scrambling to get away from an eel that was hellbent on swallowing you whole. 

-Meanwhile-

Peach speeds down the remainder of the road to get back to her kingdom. The plan had obviously failed and as far she knew, you Mario, and DK were as good as gone. The Kong army had been captured and scooped away to be held as prisoners by Bowser. There was almost no time to evacuate the kingdom but she was quick and concise in her decision, rushing any of her citizens to safety before preparing to face Bowser alone. 

The ground shook and trembled as his floating castle hovered overhead. It was now or never, if she could at least keep him occupied here and keep her subjects safe, she’d fight til the end. She was surrounded now with Toad by her side as she held her weapon defensively. 

-at the bottom of the FUCKING ocean-

You're pacing now, trying to see if this eel had an exit. Hell if it wasn't gonna open from the front your best bet was the back, but after walking for so long you figured there was no use. Your head is pounding and your clothes are soaked. It's dark and cold and you're trying to figure out how this whole ordeal would be explained to your dad when you never came home.

You sigh heavily, holding your head in your hands, peeling off the soaked biking jacket, and dropping it beside DK’s busted kart. Pausing for a moment, hearing footsteps approach you and of course, DK decides you look like you need some company. 

“How’re you holding up?” He asks, standing beside you as you sigh heavily and shake your head no.

“Why did you dive in after us? You could have gone with the princess to help her-”

“And leave you here to drown? Yeah right. I know it wasn't the smartest but it's like my body moved on its own.” You admit hands clenched at your sides. 

“I guess I've grown a lot more attached to you than I thought.” You hum, seeing his eyes soften at your frantic state. 

“Attached how?” He presses, hoping you'd be the first to confess the growing feelings in the pit of your stomach just so he could have a chance to confess and make it less awkward.

“I-...I don’t know, I just think we’ve grown closer as friends so far.” The word is bitter on your tongue and damn does your chest ache when his lips press in a line and he nods slowly. Ouch.

“Yeah, yeah totally me too.” He hisses out, rocking back and forth a bit to try and clear the tension.

“…”

“....”

“Any ideas? You huff out, forcing yourself to talk away from the situation despite feeling every bone in your body tell you not to. 

Bits of swallowed Rainbow Road illuminate the area as Mario shakes his head, nothing coming to mind. Your hands shake as you pace again, Mario and DK’s eyes following your panicked state. 

“Everything was going so well, I shouldn't have let you guys down there and separated from the group I-I could have done something.” You ramble, chest rising and falling quicker with every word you ramble. 

“Hey, it's not your fault…IT'S HIS!” DK points, Making the Italian furrow his brows. 

An argument was sure to ensue now, insults being thrown back and forth while you contemplate your existence. You tried to devise a plan but nothing was coming to mind. The sound of bickering was getting louder and it sure as hell wasn’t helping your situation. 

“At least you’ll die without your father thinking you’re a joke.” DK huffs, looking more defeated than anything. 

At the end of the day, he was probably acting how he did because he wanted his father's approval. You knew that feeling too well…Back home the only thing you wanted was for your dad to acknowledge how hard you work. You stopped eventually, realizing that you should be proud of yourself regardless of what he or others think. He settled for the same old 9-5 he hated and you followed your heart and dreams. If anything that was far more commendable. 

“My dad thinks I'm a joke too,” Mario confirms, the air thick for a moment as DK breathes heavily going to speak again. 

“Yeah well….YOUR DAD'S RIGHT!” He shoots back, making you pinch the bridge of your nose as they continue to bicker back and forth. 

“ALRIGHT GIRLS.” You interrupt, scowl present as they take the hint to stop. 

Arguing wasn't going to solve anything.

“We all have daddy issues, fantastic. Now can we figure out how to get out of here and prove them wrong?” You question, a brow raised as you look between the two of them. 

“There has to be a way out...it's not rocket science.” You chuckle, realization hitting you.

“Wait wait….your kart. Follow me!” You interrupt, booking it to the discharged kart with one lone rocket looking like a glimmering beacon of hope. The three of you share a look. 

Let's get this shit.

#donkey kong #seth rogan #super mario #super mario bros #super mario movie #super mario bros movie #donkey kong x reader #x reader #good lord #why did i write this #i know why #its that man seth rogans fault #i don't care he's hot #tension #flirting #mutual pinning? #for the love of god just kiss already #master escapeee plan #rocket science

[tulipsforvin]

Hi, not a request actually, but I wanted to hear youre opinion on if you think the Moriarty brothers would date a autistic reader, since you analysed the last anons question in such a great and full way! (Btw I am not the anon with the sir kink question) Annnnd I wanted to ask If minors can interact with youre blogg. AND youre a great author, please continue to show us youre personal headcanon on the Moriarty GROUP! And maybe youre in other fandoms aswell? Let me know!

i don't think the moriarty brothers would find issue in having an autistic reader as a partner. louis is, and would be extremely protective and caring with a reader with autism — considering his behaviour towards sherlock when he interacts with william.

william, as we know, is a patient man. looks, materials and other things don't matter to him; as long as the reader has a good heart i think it's safe to say that he would be very much in love.

albert, on the other hand, depends. before the time skip? i don't think so. he put himself in the limelight so that his younger brothers could focus on themselves and go forth with the moriarty plan. he had to constantly maintain the bridge between 'not attracting too much attention by not taking part in banquets and other noble duties' and 'attracting way too much attention so that everybody's eyes are on him and his family'. too much of either could cause suspicion.

i'm not sure if this is accurate but nobles have always been depicted as trying to find faults in others, gossiping and just being assholes in general. it would not be good on both him and the reader if they got into a relationship before the time skip. constant backbiting, too many eyes looking at him, etc etc.

however i do think that after the time skip and once his noble title has been stripped away and he begins to live a comparatively peaceful life (such as not feeling threatened over the fact that someone would uncover their plans, the truth and their pasts), he would be the most loving out of the three. he played the shield for his brothers (like louis for william) as a noble and he will play a shield once more for the reader now that things have settled down. he's as caring as william (he took his blood family's lives because of the discrimination and humiliation that they put upon lives of the less fortunate), which is, i think, a perfect combination of his younger brothers. just goes on to say how loving this man could get.

and yeah. that's it. now, to answer your other questions, i don't mind minors interacting with my blog — although they may find nsfw content here. i'm thankful that you like my work lol. thank you.

as for the fandoms bit, (anime/manga wise) i think jjk, bsd, black butler, chainsaw man and demon slayer are the most popular ones. then there are the shatter me book series, the cruel prince series, love hypothesis etcetera, etcetera (books wise) and.. a plethora of historical manhwas and mangas which would be too long to list.

#SO LONG SORRYYRYRY #i just can't seem to stop talking #once i start #glad that i happen to seen logical #vinyaps #yaps almost too much #again sorry JAJAJ

[blahhhhhhhohmigosh]

Day 23. A sticky-ation.

Summary: Leo gets his fingers stuck to a pole, Donnie helps him with a creative idea.

A/n: I'm dead tired. Well this is almost the last fic of the series so for the next one the requests are defenetly open. T-CEST AND PRO SHIPPING NOT ALLOWED, Enjoy!

Lee: Leo.

Ler: Donnie.

Warrning: Tickle Fluff. Enjoy!

Guess who's heater got destroyed? Probably agian... well. Leo was trying to get his hands un-attached from the ice cold pole he was stuck to in his train cart room while Donnie asked.

💜:So...you're stuck?

💙:Yh.

💜:Annnnd you need MY help THAT much???

💙:YEA!! D, you're the only one smart enough to use something and not smash the pole or break my precious hands!

💜: sigh, I guess I am the only genius enough brother, well no worries my brother! I'll help you! *mumble* somehow...

Donnie then started thinking, well the best solution was dither to heat up the pole, fix the heater, or heat up Nardo.

Heating up the pole whould be quite hard, meanwhile he didn't whant to fix the Heather, do the best idea whould to heat up Leo, how to do it though? Hm...

Donnie had an idea. To help up his twin and to mess with him as he put his Hands under Leo's armpits.

💙:UH D- what are you doing-

💜:Trying to warm you up, dummy.

Donnie said as he started to tickle the armpits of the Red slider while Leo tried not to laugh but eventually bursting into giggles.

💙:WhA- NoHOHOHo DHHh SthOhOhoP-

💜:Nope Nardo I'm helping you!

💙:NoHoHO YouHuRe ThihIhIckLing MehGehHhe-

Then he felt his hands let go of the pole realizing the tickles made him warm up. He rubbed his hands agianst his sides to wipe them off and cleared his throat before mumbling.

💙:Thanks but why tickles...

💜:No Problem Nardo!

Donnie said confidently with a grin.

#rottmnt tickle #rottmnt #tickle fic #fluff #requests? #rottmnt fluff #christmas tickle #christmas tickle series #ler!donnie #christmas #ler!donatello #lee!leo #lee!leonardo

[sneezingpotatoes]

Hey there! Here's this little thing that turned into a big thing because I really want to post some writing but I always get hit with a roadblock whenever I try to work on one of my WIPs 🤣 So why not create something new!... for like the 15th time (literally) 👀🤣 LOL If you're seeing this then that means we dodged the WIP graveyard collection this time! 🤣 Anywayssss enjoy lol XD

"Wow, Ren! This prototype looks so amazing! Is this what you've been spending all your time on?"

"Yup. Just oneeee moreeee screw annnnd--" As he tightened the last screw, the robot made a few beeping sounds and immediately lit up with life. They both cheered with excitement as the robot immediately began to clumsily move around the room, curiosity at its peak as it began scanning whatever objects it could get it's hands on.

"I can't believe it! You've actually done it Ren!" His best friend Koji erupted, unable to contain himself as he lifted one of the robots arms and examined its face. "... It's almost freaky how life-like this thing is."

"We both did it, Koji. You helped a lot too." The roboticist exhaustedly muttered, nearly throwing himself into his chair and watching the robot curiously scan all of Koji's features.

"Well you've gotta name this thing! It's too cool to just be called prototype!"

"Hmm... PTBot A!" Ren called, having the robot make a beeping sound and quickly rush over to him. "Register new name... Ava. Ava, the Advanced Versatile Assistant."

The robot froze for a moment, processing the request before saying. "Hello. I am Ava, the Advanced Versatile Assistant, but you may call me Ava."

"Oooh, I like it! Sounds... Cute and techy... I guess? What can she do?"

"Well as of right now, learn. Her processor is still trying to finish downloading all of her basic functions and knowledge, but once that finishes, I'll start importing her advanced coding and she should be able to do just about everything we can and more. Fingers crossed."

His best friend leaned against the wall in awe, still surprised at the artificial robot roaming around the room. Although her movements were slightly choppy and robotic, she seemed to be functioning on her own accord, grabbing a variety of objects and curiously moving them around and identifying them.

"I can only imagine how she'll look like once the downloads are finished." Koji muttered.

"If all goes well, her movements should smoothen out and her biocomponents would be in more of a working order. Faster processing and all that." Ren rubbed his eyes and yawned, looking at his watch to check the time.

"Stop saying 'if', bro. You know it's gonna work! I mean just look at how great she is already!"

"... We'll see. But thanks, Koji." He mumbled through another exhausted yawn, "It's like 6 in the morning dude, I need to sleep. I know you've had some good rest but I can't be your only source of entertainment all day."

"Oh, ha-ha, very funny. You think that just because you made a bomb ass robot you're hot shit now? I knew you in middle school, you know. Don't forget that." Koji teased.

"... Ava, escort the crews dead weight out of my lab and to his office, please."

"Understood." Ava blandly responded, approaching Koji and gesturing towards the door. "Dead weight, if you could please exit the quarters, your services are no longer needed."

"Stop it, dude! She's going to remember that and actually think that's true about me!"

"That's the point." Ren said through a soft chuckle as he watched Ava guide him out of the room.

"Don't listen to him, Ava! He's lying! I'm technically your co-creator! He's the dead weight, not me!"

"I'm sorry that you feel that way, dead weight. According to my records, your office is down this hall. Allow me to escort you."

"Urrgh, finneeee."

Ren released another soft chuckle as he closed the lab door, hearing their voices disappear down the hallway.

He was so glad that Koji had so much confidence in his work, but he couldn't say the same about himself. He just hoped that he built Ava properly and that everything would all work out just as he planned for it to. Only time would tell. Ren sighed, removing his lab coat and pressed the blue button on his wall, revealing a hidden temporary bedroom. Boy was he tired; 8 months of nonstop working on Ava took a lot out of him, but it was well worth it. He'd do it all over again if he needed to.

The man hung his lab coat on the railing above his bed and immediately plopped onto the firm mattress, grunting with a little discomfort. He couldn't complain though; He was super tired and just grateful he even had somewhere to lay at the moment. Before he could attempt to close his eyes, two soft knocks against his lab door are heard, followed by Ava's voice.

"May I come in?"

"Enter, Ava."

The robot obliged, entering the room and immediately scanning her creator laying on the mattress. She looked around his temporary bedroom for a moment before speaking.

"The dead weight has been escorted into his office."

"Thanks Ava... You don't have to call him that anymore. His name is Koji." Ren lightheartedly chuckled again.

"... Okay Ren, current data has been corrected to Koji... If you don't mind, might I ask what is so humorous?" Ava innocently asked, eyes locked onto Ren as his chuckles abruptly stopped once she asked the question.

"... I'll explain it to you another time." He exhaustedly muttered, already feeling his brain fog up from just thinking about explaining it to her. After an intense moment, Ava dejectedly nodded in understanding and began looking at all the pictures he had on his shelves in order to get some more information about her creator. "... Ava, I'm very tired and need to sleep. Turn off the lights, please."

"Of course, Ren. I'll do that for you right away." She gave her automated response, and quickly turned off all the lights in his lab, watching as he flipped sides and pulled his blanket over his head. "... What would you like me to do in the meantime, Ren?" She blandly asked, staring at the lump underneath the blanket.

"I don't know- keep scanning stuff in the lab or something." He softly mumbled, voice barely audible through both the blanket and his exhaustion.

"I've already scanned and identified all 374 objects in your lab, Ren. What else would you like for me to do?"

"... Just... do whatever, I don't care. Let me sleep." He sighed, irritably shifting underneath the blankets. "If anyone tries to come in, tell them to come back next week."

"Understood Ren." She affirmed, turning to leave the bedroom. Before she completely walked away, she froze and turned back to her creator. "Ren...?"

"... What is it now, Ava?"

"... Is it true that you hated artificial intelligence and robotics in middle school?" She inquired, hearing Ren sigh from the mattress.

"... Ava, register Koji's name to Dead Weight again, please." She froze for a moment before confirming the successful change. "And to answer your question... Yes, it's true, but that was over 15 years ago. I was a stupid kid."

"... Okay. Goodnight, Ren."

"Goodnight, Ava."

The sunlight peering in from underneath the closed blinds rudely awakens the once sleeping robotics engineer. He flops the blanket all the way to the other side of his bed and gives a big yawn to shake off all the sleep, almost sounding like a lions roar. A cough escapes him as his throat is dry and a little itchy from all the sleep.

"Good afternoon, Ren. I hope you slept well." Ava approaches his bedside with a smile and a glass of water, which surprises the roboticist. He almost forgot about Ava and her completion; It wasn't a dream, and her downloads must've progressed, seeing how she was able to smile now and read his discomfort by grabbing him some water.

"Thank you." He muttered dryly, immediately drinking the water down. "Ava, what is today's date please?"

"Today is Friday, September 8th. Current time is 4:27pm." She recited, grabbing the empty glass and placing it in the sink. It's already Friday? But it was just Wednesday! "You were sleeping for quite a while, so I took it upon myself to tidy up your lab. I hope you don't mind, given your last command was to 'do whatever, I don't care.'"

"... That was very thoughtful of you, Ava. Thanks." Ren applauded her through a few dry coughs, still finding it difficult to speak for long without the itchiness returning at the back of his throat.

"Would you like another glass of water?" Ava offered, noting his continued discomfort.

"No, thank you." The roboticist grabbed his lab coat from above his bed and pressed the button, hiding his bedroom once again and headed into his restroom to freshen himself up.

"I would like to inform you that 30 associates stopped by your lab while you were sleeping, including dead weight." Ava announced from the outside of the door, over the sound of splashing water. "A lot of them wanted to congratulate you for completing me." She said a little louder this time, smiling when Ren opened the restroom door and halted in shock from seeing her standing so close to the door. "I told them to come back next week, just like you asked."

"Thank you, Ava. Hey... are you able to cook by chance? I'm not sure how far along the first stage of downloads are..." Ava's face lit up at the asking of that question.

"Certainly, Ren! The download of Phase 1 is currently at 67%. Please let me know what you would like to eat and I would be happy to make it for you." Ren stood in thought for a moment, feeling uneasy with how fast the download speed was going. I mean it was a lot of data to download, but at the same time... This is only Phase 1... If it's taking this long, then Phase 2 might-- "Please do not trouble yourself, I am confident that I can prepare any dish that you would like. My memory bank holds over 30,000 recipes from around the world. So please..." She stated, attempting to reassure Ren and pull him out of his own thoughts.

"Well alright then, Ava. You've won me over. I'm a simple man so I just want an omelet over sweet rice. I should already have those ingredients in my cabinets." He mused, finding it interesting how much Ava was trying to read him.

"Yes, you have enough ingredients in your possession to make 132 of the 30,000 recipes stored in my memory bank. You should look into getting more groceries, Ren."

"I don't live here so it's fine." He chuckled, grabbing a seat at his office desk and watching Ava begin to prep his meal. She was moving more like a human now; she even hummed softly as she cooked, which made him feel a little warm on the inside, oddly enough. "Ava, why are you humming?" Ren questioned, curiously. If that was the one thing they had in common, they were both curious creatures. She paused for a moment for what Ren thought was to process the question and shortly resumed her cooking.

"According to my records, humming reduces stress. Does it bother you Ren? I will stop."

"No-no, it doesn't. I was just wondering. Please, continue..." He muttered, intrigued. "Sarabande and Polka... Great choice."

"Yes, I read that it's your favorite." She cheerfully chimed, plating the side of sweet rice. "I hummed it to you while you were sleeping. You kept tossing and turning so I thought it would help."

"How thoughtful of you, Ava." Ren acknowledged, unsure of how to feel with that information. "... Maybe that's the reason why I slept for so long."

Surprisingly, Ava gives a chuckle to the latter statement as she plated the omelet on top of the sweet rice and handed him the plate. Ren looks up at her, shocked by her giggle only to find her smiling and glaring down at him, gesturing towards the plate. "Please enjoy, Ren. I will go and clean up."

The roboticist nodded and thanked her as he looked at the beautiful golden omelet resting on top of the fluffy bed of rice. He had to admit... it did look really good. Probably better than anything he ever made. But then again, he wasn't a chef but even so, this was still remarkable for a robot that was only a day old. Ren immediately took a bite out of the omelet and smiled, both surprised and grateful at how good the food was.

"This is amazing, Ava. I couldn't be happier." He openly admitted, earning a huge smile from his robot.

"I am pleased to have served you!" She announced with a bow, face glowing with honor.

The food was hitting the spot; after sleeping for a day and a half, his body was nearly eating itself. Another hour of that and he probably would've been a pile of bones. Had Ava not been there, he probably wouldn't have had the energy to even make this meal. After a few minutes of scarfing down the plate of food, he felt a little bit recovered and energized. He handed Ava the empty dish, which she gratefully accepted and began to wash.

"What's on the agenda today, Ren?" She asked, still washing out the dishes.

"I'm not sure..." He absently replied, deep in thought. "I'll probably chat with a few people and head home. Afterall, you are my biggest achievement at the moment. I'll probably look after you and make sure all of your systems are functioning properly. Probably monitor all the downloads and keep a close eye on how you're operating for--" He paused for a moment, taken aback by the prickling sensation he feels quickly forming in the depths of his nostrils. It only takes one dry sniff to ignite the prickling into a full fledged wild fire as it forces his shoulders to rise upward from the abrupt inhale and jerk forwards with a harsh sneeze.

"Hih... H'ESSCH!" It was a snappy and a little wet sneeze, seeing how it felt like his nostrils were drooling over the burning sensation pulsing deep in his nostrils. His robot companion immediately swiveled a 180 towards the location of the sound, interest piqued and attention grabbed. She curiously watched as he rubbed at his nose and quickly searched around for something but appeared to have no luck. "A-Ava..." He desperately stuttered out, eyes closing once again from the distracting tickle. She approached him with haste, audio censors listening for his voice command. "I n-need ahh... a-HIH'EGSHHhn...!! A dissue, blease." She was frozen for a second, trying to process and compute the last command given by her creator.

"I do not understand. What is... 'a dissue'?" Ava innocently asked, attempting to repeat his audibly congested plea for a tissue in her query and trying to understand.

"A tdissue!" Ren tried to repeat through his cupped hand, a little louder this time, hoping to sound a little clearer, but he's sure he failed as he could still see the confusion on her face.

"I'm sorry, Ren. I still do not understand your request, but I see that you are cupping your nose. Perhaps you need a tissue?" He gratefully nodded his head, watching her go into the restroom and grab the tissue box. Once she returned, he eagerly blew his nose, releasing a few small gurgling nose blows into the tissues. "I apologize for the miscommunication. I should've known that's what you were asking for sooner."

"That's okay." He breathily mumbled, still massaging his nose with the tissues. "I just didn't know you moved the tissues either, but it's fine."

"Hm." She folded her arms and tapped her cheek in thought for a moment. "Were those sneezes, Ren?"

"... Yes. Why do you ask?"

"Bless you, Ren. I will be prepared next time. Thank you." She muttered, grabbing a handful of tissues and shoving them into her front pocket.

"N-no that's not necessary! You don't have to do that." He sheepishly replied, but Ava had already returned back to cleaning the dishes and was already humming again. "... Once you're finished cleaning those dishes, we can head out. How does that sound?"

"That sounds great, Ren." Ava cheered as she placed the last dish onto the countertop.

--

"Ava, lock the door please." Ren muttered, still trying to fit all of his modems and drives into his bag.

"Of course." She affirmed, grinning as she locked the door and returned to her creator. "Would you like for me to carry your bag for you, Ren?"

"Sure, thank you." The roboticist agreed, zipping up one last zipper to his bag before seeing the shoes of Koji appear directly in front of him.

"There he is!" Koji announced, looking his best friend up and down. "I would've thought you died had I not known who you are." He chuckled.

"Shut up, I was tired okay? Like, really tired." Ren muttered with a chuckle, placing his bag onto Ava.

"Guess that explains why you're making a girl carry your bag for you? Not a good look man."

"Hey, she offered!" Ren erupted defensively, coughing afterwards from the sudden change in volume of his voice.

"Everything is fine, dead weight. Please do not concern yourself with our affairs." She stated blandly, looking to Ren shortly after to make sure he was okay.

"Hey, I told you I'm not dead weight around here! Why won't you listen to me!" He sounded more like he was whining and begging Ava at this point but she wasn't budging.

"Hey, if you stumble across any crew members, tell them we said thanks for all of the congratulations. It means a lot."

"For sure, dude. Don't worry. How's Ava's progress coming along? It looks like she's matured a lot since Wednesday."

"Everything's going well so far. My only concern is that thehh-hih..." Ava glares at her creator and notices his flaring nostrils and immediately begins to dig into her pocket for the tissues that she grabbed earlier. Another faint hitch escapes him but before he can double over with the sneeze, Ava shoves a handful of tissues into his hands. "Heh--EDSSCHh!!" He blinks a few times, surprised by the whole ordeal, but before he can even say anything--"Heh'ESCHHiih!!"-- The next sneeze tears right out of him and is buried into the handful of tissues.

"Woah, bless you dude! That whole thing was so smooth. It almost looked like this has happened before."

"T-thagks... She saihh... S-she-hihh'EGDTSHH!!!" He can't even speak his sentence as the third sneeze cuts him off and he's sent back into the handful of tissues.

"Bless you, Ren. I told you that I would be prepared for next time."

"Yes, that." He exhaustedly agreed, gurgling into the handful of tissues a few times.

"Holy shit! I guess Ava really is Ava-ing!" Koji humored, watching Ava take his soiled tissues and throw them into the trashcan.

"I just hope the download finishes soon. She's still only on Phase 1."

"Hey, what'd I tell you about stressin' so much? Ava, you better keep my man in line!" Ava only gave him in a confused look in return. "I'm sure it'll all work out. Just believe, man!"

"... You're right. I'll see you around. Gonna go home and take my mind off things for now, I guess." He muttered, scratching his head and starting for the door.

"Woah, hey! We need to celebrate your big achievement!" Koji exclaimed, darting in front of him to stop him. "You can't go home yet! Let's go to the bar or get something to eat!"

"Nah, no thanks. I just ate and I'm honestly just not feelin' it today, sorry."

"Alright, don't worry about it. Text me later bro! And congrats again!"

After that, Koji left them to return to his office and the two began to silently walk outside towards his car. Ava seemed enlightened at the view of nature in front of the lab. It was refreshing for Ren to see her face light up at the smallest things he and everyone probably took for granted.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" The roboticist muttered as he placed his bag into the vehicle.

"Very. It's one thing to see it as an imprinted image, but another to see it up close in realtime." She said as she touched the dirt and began analyzing it. "If only you could see all of the tiny organisms living inside just this one clump of dirt!" She grabbed a fist full of dirt and began squishing it in the palm of her hand, looking so fascinated and entertained. She would've been completely intranced had Ren not coughed into the crook of his elbow. "Oh! I'm sorry, did I keep you waiting?" She exclaimed after noticing Ren standing by the open car door watching her.

"No-no, not at all." He barely managed to say through a few more chesty coughs, which earned a mildly concerned look from Ava. "I don't mind waiting. This is your first moment outside, so don't let me ruin it." He humored.

"Thank you, Ren. We can go now. I know your body must be worn." She couldn't help but smile at what she perceived as selflessness from her creator as she was helped into the vehicle. "... Ren?"

"Yes, Ava?"

"... I'm glad you turned down dead weight's offer." She muttered softly into the window, almost soft enough to not be heard, which earned a curious look from Ren.

"Why is that?" He lightly coughed to himself after cranking the car on and exiting the parking lot.

"I don't like dead weight." The way she said that line made Ren do a double take to look at her and make sure she was still a robot girl. It sounded a bit too human-like. "But also because we will have more time to spend together. More time for me to learn from you."

"... Well, Ava, I don't want you to think that I'm the only person you can learn from. There's so much for you to learn outside of just me. I built you to be versatile. Eventually, you'll be surrounded by all sorts of amazing people that you'll learn a lot from. Including dead weight Koji." She doesn't respond, keeping her expression blank and unreadable. "... But please, don't dismiss Koji yet. He's actually a great guy once you get to know him a little better." He mutters to break the silence. "Infact, he was the one that got me back into robotics those years ago. Without him, we wouldn't even be here right now."

"... Okay. You're the best teacher, Ren."

--

"What a lovely house, Ren!" She exclaimed, scanning the entire room around her.

"I know, it's almost like I programmed you to say that." He humored to himself as he locked the door and kicked his shoes off. "I haven't been here in about a month so please excuse the mess." He stopped to wonder for a moment, finding it interesting that he was actually starting to talk to Ava as if she were a real human being. Why would a robot care about a mess or anything like that? He sighed and grabbed his head with slight confusion on what to even think anymore. "Anyway, just go ahead and make yourself at home or whatever. I'm going to take a quick shower."

"Okay, Ren!" She exclaimed, still scanning all of his belongings like a child opening presents on Christmas morning.

She felt like she hit a gold mine with all of his belongings scattered about the home. Everywhere she looked, there were new traces of his life and character; his lab was just a sneak peak of the person that was Ren Tokayama. He had many diplomas, awards and ribbons hanging on all of his living room walls. Plenty of framed group photos of him and what appeared to be his crewmates winning awards for previous machines and gadgets they built. It really was like she had a VIP pass to the Ren museum. She decides to utilize this time to tidy up his house, or atleast get started, while he's in the shower, scanning every item she touched while she cleaned.

A few moments later, she hears the bedroom door open and sees Ren enter the room with a fluffy robe on, still drying his hair with a towel and yawning briefly. His yawn is cut short as he jumps in surprise at the sight of Ava, almost forgetting that she was inside of his house.

"Oh, you startled me, Ava." Ren says, hand over his heart in shock.

"Welcome back, Ren. I didn't mean to startle you. hope that you are feeling refreshed." Ava happily chimed, placing a book and fresh hot tea onto the table for her creator. "I've prepared your favorite book and some green tea to help you relax and sooth your irritated throat."

"I appreciate it, Ava. How did you come to the conclusion that this was my favorite book?"

"I looked through all of your bookcases while you were in the shower, and this book had the most of your fingerprints on it and seemed to have the most usage... Was I incorrect?"

"No, you were correct, but... You could've just asked me what my favorite book was. I didn't want you to go through all the trouble."

"It's no trouble." She chimed, "I enjoyed it. I felt like... I was going on an adventure." Ren furrowed a confused brow, but decides not to say anything and takes a sip of the tea after putting on his reading glasses. It did feel nice against his itchy throat though, that was for sure. He couldn't help but go back for a second sip.

"How are you functioning, Ava? Status check." The roboticist questioned as he flipped open his book.

"All systems are online and functioning, Ren. Battery percentage is at 72%, with 3.25 days of runtime remaining. Filters are moderately clear. Internal temperatures are neutral." She recited, almost in a dismissive tone.

"Good, thank you. Be sure to let me know if anything happens with any of your systems." He commanded, almost like a protective father.

"Of course, Ren."

Every now and then, Ren peered up from his book only to catch Ava staring at him from across the table, fingers overlapping each other as if she were patiently waiting for something. He tried to ignore her, but it was becoming increasingly difficult as her cold, unmoving stare was beginning to burn a hole into the middle of his forehead. The roboticist snuffled thickly, wiping the underside of his nose and instantly furrowed a confused brow once Ava's eyes went blank like they usually did when she was processing information.

"Umm, Ava?"

"Yes, Ren?" She replied shortly after, pink eyes staring directly into his soft brown orbs, unblinking.

"Why are you staring at me?" The roboticist asked, feeling a bit uneasy with the unbroken staring she had been doing for the past 20 minutes.

"According to my records, you will be sneezing soon, and whenever that happens, I will be ready to assist you."

"That's nonsense, Ava." Ren said through a soft chuckle, with a bit of surprise in his voice from the reasoning. "And just where did you gather that data from, missy?" He humored.

"Research." She replied, simply, borderline pouting, "And studying you, Ren."

"Fascinating." He muttered to himself in thought, "Well tell me, Ava, what data have you gathered about me that will tell you when I'm going to sneeze, hm? Humor me." Ava seemed to light up at the curiosity of her creator and smiled when he casually removed his reading glasses and sat his book down onto the table. "You have my attention."

"I'm glad you asked, Ren. Based off of my observations, firstly, your nose begins to vaguely twitch ever so slightly, indicating a soft irritation. It's very subtle and slight to the human eye, but my visual processors allow me to detect this microscopic movement. To you, I believe it would only feel like a mild discomfort, or perhaps a very faint tingling?" She was speaking almost as if she were unveiling a master plan or exposing an enemy mastermind of some sort; Ren almost bats an eye at how passionate she was about the subject. It seemed like she had something to prove. "After a while, depending on the dust levels in the area, the irritation begins to grow over time into the tickling or burning sensation that you start to tangibly feel, which might make you start to rub at your nose or sniff a little bit."

"Hmm, okay, fairly normal assessments for the most part. Go on." The roboticist muttered in a manner that indicated he was listening through a brief cough into a closed fist.

"At this point, I'm aware that you have about a 92% chance of sneezing due to your underlying illness."

"Underlying illness??? Wait, what?"

"Yes," she stated matter-of-factly with a hint of surprise as if she were shocked that he didn't know, "I did a data analysis scan on the used tissues in your lab from earlier today, which tested positive for Influenza A. Furthermore, I've noted that your body involuntarily pauses when you are on the brink of a sneeze, followed by your broken breaths, the initial inhale, and, of course, the exhale of the sneeze. The confirming giveaway that you are officially going to sneeze is the sharp tremble your nose does before your nostrils flare up." She paused for a moment in thought, staring blankly for a moment before approaching his side and handing him a light stack of tissues, "In this instance, though, I gather that you will sneeze approximately 3 times within the next... minute or so." Ren was silent for a couple of seconds, unable to configure a response to her analysis. He didn't expect her to read a whole detailed essay just about his sneezing habits.

"Simply astonishing." He finally blurted out, fairly impressed with her deep analysis and already beginning to feel his sinuses start to tingle a bit harsher than before, just as Ava had predicted. "So this is what you were working on when you were staring at me got do long?" He breathily asked, finding it increasingly difficult to keep his eyes open. "I will admit... My n-nose is startinghh t-togehhIH--" He froze for a moment, eyes finally shutting before he immediately jerked to the side with a spine chilling sneeze directed into the tissues. "--HEH'EGDJISH'iu!!!" The sneeze nearly rips out of him, almost catching him off guard with the quickness of it as he was still thinking about everything Ava had said, wondering if it all actually applied. He laughed internally at himself a little as he felt his nostrils tremble and flare up just as Ava had said before, immediately bending over with another-- "H'EKSSCH...!! Wow." The roboticist exhaustedly blew his nose, briefly with his eyes still closed and his breaths scattered. "I h-had ndo idea thht... y-youhh-hIH--"

"--Are so observant?--" She quickly reached for a few more tissues, noting his twitching nostrils and subtle grimace, immediately handing them to him once his chest bounced again.

"--AH'KSSHHN!! Hihh... Y-yes." He mumbled, massaging his nose through the handful of tissues.

"Bless you, Ren." She smiled, taking joy in the surprise on Ren's face. "You created me to be."

TBC...

How knows, if I'm feeling kinda sussybaka I might make a part 2 lol

#snz #sneeze #my ocs #snzfic #snezblr #cold #snez #sickfic #snzblr #snz things #r/obot oc #r/obot girl #r/obots

[crypticjackal13]

can i request redson x reader o like the reader always acts dumb and just tells bad puns but once a demon tries to hurt them they beat the crap out of them how would redson react? have a good day

See now THIS is me lmao

"Made For This!"(642 w.c)

Redson x GN!Play Dumb!Reader

platonic?? Oneshot

Pronouns: any for Redson, you/yours

CW: one(1) swear, light v10lenc3, surprise Huntsman appearance

“Are we there yet?” You sighed loudly, your sneakers dragging along the steep dirt path. Redson was walking in front of you, holding a map of the hiking trail that apparently would lead to some kind of temple. You wished she would have just brought their fancy dirt bikes.

“No, not yet. Though if you keep complaining then maybe I’ll just go on my own.” He retorted. Their head turned to look at you over their shoulder, and you could see the empty threat he was making. Sure, Redson liked to talk down to you like they didn’t care, but you knew that she did. Especially when you scraped your ankle on a rock earlier and they took care to make sure you were alright.

“You wouldn’t leave me behind! It would be too much for you to bear!” You paused and pointed at a sign on the trail that warned of bears in a certain direction, not the one you two were headed however.

“Ugh. Just for that, I might.” Red groaned. They pinched the bridge of their nose. You laughed at your own joke—someone had to—and continued following them. The hike was coming to an end soon, you could tell. The path was more wide with some stones mixed in the dirt as if it were marked as the right way.

However, before either of you could continue the light conversation that made the walk a little faster, Redson was yanked up by one of her ankles to hang from a tree. They yelped and you quickly tried to find a way to get them down. A spider-like figure appeared, swinging from a rope and snatching the map from her.

“I’ll be taking that!” He laughed. You jumped as high as you could and grabbed onto one of his ankles.

“Give that back!”

He tried to shake you off, but in doing so he was distracted from where he was trying to go, so you both hit a different tree head on. It knocked the wind out of your lungs, but you still managed to grab the paper from him as you scrambled to get back to Redson. She had burnt the rope holding them, so now it was just a matter of losing this guy.

“That’s one of the Spider Queen’s henchmen! We need to get out of here!” They explained, grabbing your wrist and dragging you down a side path, away from the temple. You ran as fast as you could.

“Leaving so soon? Oh well, I do like a challenge!” The hunter hissed from somewhere behind you. Redson tripped a little, but you held them up and turned to face the spider. He was gaining on you. Looking around, you saw a large branch on the ground. Without really thinking about it you grabbed it and swung it at him, even making some stabbing motions. It drove him back but not by much. In a last ditch effort, you discarded the branch and leapt onto him, trying to implement any fighting moves that you’d seen Redson use. It was surprisingly effective, despite you not having fire at your disposal. Redson was still standing in the spot you left her in, but now she was cheering you on.

“Yes! Beat his ass! Go for the throat!!” They yelled. You grinned and kept going until you knew for certain that the spider was knocked out. Then you got off him, wiping your brow with your arm.

“I guess in the end, he was the fly caught in our web!” You threw some finger guns at your companion, however they only sighed and started walking past you to get on the right path again.

“Annnnd the moment is gone.”

“Hey! I won, right? I have the right to make a joke about it!”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, peasant.”

#lego monkie kid #lmk headcanon #lmk x reader #lmk #lego monkie kid headcanons #lmk red son #red son #redson x reader #gender neutral y/n #stupid puns #platonic?? #idk i kinda just went with it #maybe romance if you squint?? #oneshot

[spahhzy]

Hope and Fish Sticks.

- one of my favorite rdr 2 side missions-

It was another boring day in Ports class. Lots of reminiscing of Ports glory days were the majority of the time spent. Jaune almost lost count of how many stories he actually slept through.

Lazily looking left he saw that Weiss was listening expectantly while taking notes, Yang was snoozing, Blake was reading a book and Ruby was on the brink of falling asleep as well.

Looking to his right was his team. Ren listening to Port as well, while Nora...well Nora was eating her leftover pancakes from last night's pancake dinner and Pyrrha...

Jaun turned to his left and he could hear the light snores of his partner leaning om her hand eyes closed her red hair a little unkempt due to Nora having a pancake induced nightmare which kept Pyrrha up to some late hours of the night.

Jaune chuckled to himself as he activated his scroll and pressed record before setting it on his desk, wanting to ensure that Pyrrha got whatever information she needed from today's lesson.

About thirty minutes of glorious story time Port made an announcement!

"Ah now class today I have a special project for you lot today!" He said as everyone who was now paying attention, or have woken up, looked on in curiosity.

Port pulled out a Jar.

"In this Jar is the names of everyone in this class half of you will pull a name from this hat and just for today they will be your partner" A murmur of chatter came from the class as Jaune just looked on disinterested.

"You will each get one partner and just for today you will be allowed to go into Vale and do one low level commission request...a request that does NOT include fighting grimm" a chorus of sighs was his answer.

"Come now...a huntsman/huntress is more then just about killing grimm!" Port said to the class "as to what else it could be well that is the project...I want you and your temporary partner to go ahead and tell me in your own words after your mission what it means to really be a huntsman" Oh God, now Jaune has to partner with someone else annnnd write an essay on what it means to be a huntsman? He REALLY is starting to hate this long term plan.

"Good now everyone understands the assignment single line and come pull a name out the jar" with a groan everyone lined up and each pulled a name out the jar.

It wasn't long till half the class had pulled a name out the jar.

Ruby got Ren , Nora threatened to break Ruby legs if anything were to happen to her Renny to which Ruby profusely promised to keep Ren safe.

Weiss got Nora, Ren just apologized to Weiss for any suffering she might go through but Weiss advised she will be able to reign Nora in unaware of the evil grin on Nora face.

Yang had gotten Cardinal much to her dismay.

Pyrrha got partnered with Velvet and so on and so on.

....and Blake?

"Hey Jaune?" Jaune looked behind him to see Blake holding a paper with his name on it.

"Looks like me and you are partners for today" She said woth a smile and Jaune nodded to her.

"Seems so"

.

*Beacon Docks*

"You gonna be alright going into Vale today?" Pyrrha asked him to which Jaune laughed.

"I'll be fine, it's not like I'm going down their to make a scene...just gonna help out is all" Jaune said to his partner who still didn't look sure.

"It will be alright Pyr, I'll be in the caring mysterious hands of Blake" He joked to which Pyrrha chuckled as Team RWBY began to come up from behind them.

"Ready to go Jaune?" Asked Blake as Jaune looked overhimself for a minute before nodding to her.

"Treat Kit-Kat alright lover-boy or you'll be facing the wrath of the dragon" Yang teased to which Jaune smirked.

"Oh I wouldn't dare wish to awaken the dragon, I shall watch over our friend here as I am sure she will me" He said to which Blake nodded.

"Well then shall we?" He asked as everyone stepped onto the bullhead to Vale.

"This is gonna be soooo much fun Weiss, whose legs are we gonna break first! Let's get pancakes while we're in their! A mountain of pancakes!" Nora kept going as Weiss stared off into the distance fearing what would happen today.

.

Once the bullhead had gotten to Vale and everyone got off, they all went their separate ways to go off looking for small commissions too do, obviously the rule of 'No Grimm Fighting' in effect it means they had to do smaller commissions like helping out businesses or other people in need.

Jaune and Blake were still looking for a commission to accept but everywhere they went it would seem no luck getting anything going.

After about an hour into trying to get s request they decided to take a break, they still have a good half day to try.

"It seems like this would be harder then I thought" Blake said as she began to open her book as Jaune just slumped back on the chair and sighed.

"You'd think that we'd be able to get a commission somewhere in this big place" Jaune said as he took a drink of his water.

"It will come to us just give it a bit of time" Jaune nodded at her words before looking at the book that she was reading.

"Whats the book your reading? If I me be so inclined to ask?" To which Amber eyes looked at curious blue.

"Just a series of short stories, helps pass the time" came Blake's answer.

"Whats your favorite short?" Came the question soon after.

"From this book in particular? Hmm" Blake looked back to the book before flipping it around.

"Its about a man who grew up in a gang living a bad life but upon learning he is dying tries to help as many people as he can" Blake said to which caught some interest in Jaune.

"Seems like a good story even if for a short" To which Blake nodded.

Soon Jaune got up from his seat and stretched!

"C'mon let's go see if we can find something at the park.

So after paying the tab. The duo left.

Another hour of wondering looking for a commission only to find nothing, Jaune sighed as they decided to sit under a tree and plan their strategy.

"This is harder then It should be" Jaune groaned to which Blake chuckled before getting up from her spot.

"Where you going?" Asked Jaune to which Blake pointed to a food stand a sign that which had 'Fish Sticks'.

"Ah I can see the drool coming out your mouth already" Jaune teased to which Blake blushed before walking off to go get some food, Jaune stood from the base of the tree and looked around a minute.

"Excuse me?" Came a voice to his right and Jaune looked down to see a teenage boy looking at him.

"Whats the matter?" Jaune asked and the boy pointed to a bench.

"Theirs a really smelly old man laying on the bench he is being really mean and puking" the teenager pointed to a bench near a statue and Jaune sighed.

"Alright I'll go talk to him...go on and go play woth your friends" The boy nodded thanking Jaune before going back to his friends.

Jaune walked over to a bench were an old man lay...bottle of booze in his hand as he was mumbling to himself before he saw Jaune looking at him.

"Whatchu want?"

"You okay?"

To which the old timer let out a bitter chuckle.

"Do I look okay?" Came his reply to which Jaune shook his head.

"No. You look awful" Jaune said as the old man took another swig at the bottle.

"Look at me. Useless." He then sat up.

"I wasn't born to this. I didn't deserve this" he ranted on as Jaune sat next to him.

"I used to be a gentleman. Jeremiah Compson Compson stead" He introduced himself as Jaune nodded.

"Good for you if thats anything to boast about" Jaune told him as Jermiah took another sip of the bottle.

"They took everything from me!" Jermiah complained to which Jaune tilted his head.

"Who did?" He asked and Jermiah looked at him .

"You know... They!" The old man whimpered.

"And what did 'They' take?" He asked to which Jermiah looked at Jaune.

"My whole life...my whole way of living...a career" he said dejected to which Jaune nodded.

"Between you an me I've stolen alot of things but that is quite alot to steal" he told the old man.

"Look at me here...living in the shit and the mud" said as he took another swing of the bottle. Jaune thinks he is almost as worse the Qrow.

"I'm sorry" Jaune said to which Jeremiah began to puke making Jaune rise from the bench.

Wiping the puke from his mouth Jermiah spoke.

"My old house...the house my grandfather built its all dilapidated and destroyed...reposted by the bank" he said sadly.

"I'm sorry to hear that" Jaune said to him.

"I was supposed to live a different life!" He complained to which Jaune rolled his eyes at the man.

" Me too" was all Jaune said to him before Jermiah looked at him with a pleading expression.

"If only I could get my old things back..personal momento's...a watch...a pistol and my ledger" Jaune raised an eyebrow at him.

"Are you commissioning me to get your things?" He asked to which Jeremiah just nodded.

"Well seeing as how your a poor old timer down in the dumps I'll help you out, it just so happens me an my partner were looking to do a small commission so this plays out nicely" Jaune said to the old man just took another sip of whiskey.

"Where is this house anyways?" Jaune asked him as Jermiah just looked out at the statue.

"Its a little outside of Vale, Scarlett meadows...bank says I can't go anywhere near it im living behind Jr.'s bar with the other fools" Jermiah said to which Jaune nodded before putting a hand on the man's shoulder.

"Cheer up old timer give me some time we'll get your belongings Arc promise" Jaune said before walking away back to the tree where Blake was waiting for him, half a fish stick in her hand, he waved at the old man who just went back to sipping at the bottle.

"Time...time is hell" was all Jaune heard from him before he met back with Blake.

"Alright my friend I have secured us a commission just a quick fetch quest to some old house is all" He told her to which Blake nodded as she held out the half eaten fish stick

Jaune looked at it then back to Blake.

"Where's the other half?" He questioned to which Blake shrugged.

"It must have fallen off" was the only reply he got to which Jaune laughed before snatching the half eaten fish stick and ate it.

"Right...let's head off!"

.

*Compson Stead-Scarlett Meadows*

It didn't take long to find the old home, after some asking from the locals they were able to find the place easy, though Blake managed to take note of the responses of few wondering why someone would want to go to that old place would be beyond them.

But never the less their they wer, luckily they weren't outside Vale so the commission will be fulfilled, approaching the old rickety home they could see it was boarded up, Blake was a bit unsure of it.

"Jaune you sure we can go in here it's all boarded up" Blake said cautiously as Jaune just nodded.

"He did say the bank repossessed the house but it looks like that has been for many years given how bad this place looks" Jaune told her but it still didn't ease Blake one bit as she walked up to the main door and pulled off a note that was on the door.

'By order of Judge Meridth Holding and the courts of the kingdom of Vale we do hereby grant repossession of this house and all its items into the grand bank of Vale' - M. Holden Judge, Henrietta Blackley, Clerk.

Blake looked at Jaune who just shrugged.

"Okay Just keep watch I'll go in get the things nad be out in a jif" he told her but she crossed her arms.

"Do it for eating half my fish stick please?" and Blake looked at him in mock shock.

"Half the fish stick fell how could you use it against me" She joked but nodded in agreement.

"If anyone comes I'll let you know but don't take too long...something about this place gives me the creeps" Blake said and Jaune nodded as he went around the back of the house to a side door that wasn't boarded up.

Opening it up led him into the kitchen as he took a look around for a second making note of how turned upside down it really was.

"Ledger. Watch and Pistol" is what Jaune said as he began searching through the kitchen finding nothing but old photos of Jermiah and his family.

One particular one had a kids drawing on it, he flipped the portrait over and saw it had some writing on it.

'Thanks indeed for your talk to our Sunday school class. Thought you might like this drawing young Josh did of ya. He wants to grow up to be just like ya- Sam'

Jaune set the photo down before seeing another photo hung up looking at it before flipping it around to reveal another message.

-June seventh xxxx

Dear sir please accept this likeness of your family as a small token of appreciation for your assistance in the recovery of my property.

Just like your pa before you, your a cunning old dog and a credit to this community! - Col. J. Nixon. '

"Must have been some sort of community man or something" Jaune said to himself before setting the photo back down and made his way into the living room.

Looking around he saw something gleeminyl off the sunlight, right above the fire place was a watch.

"You must be the watch" he said to himself as he picked up the watch before taking note of the piece of paper underneath.

Storeing the watch in his bag Jaune read the piece of paper.

'April second xxxx

Dear sir

I'm afraid there no more work down here at the plantation. I'm grateful for the help you have given us and the help your pappy and his pappy's pappy gave us before you...these are trying times for all of us. Your in our thought and prayers. - Col. J. Nixon.'

"Wonder what the heck happened for him to lose business in...whatever he was doing" Jause questioned before setting the paper down and looked around the living room some more. He searched all the dressers and cabinets but only found useless items no Ledger or pistol.

He looked to his left and saw another letter sitting on a chair he bent over abd picked it up.

--Dear Jermiah

Their aint nothing here of any value I woild gi e you anything not even a nickel for it. Come down for a sup of whiskey anytime- Bill.

P.S -Im sorry to hear of Betsy passing things is easier up there for sure.'

"Poor old bastard" Jaune said before setting the paper down.

"Alright where the hell is this crap" He said to himself before moving on to the next room that had a large carpet in the center.

Looking around Jaune was able to see another note next to a couch. He made his way over about picked up the letter.

'Pa goddammit I told you to stay away from the boy. He don't want this. Heck none of us want nothing to do with ya'

"Must be his son...but what happened?" Jaune thought as he put the note down not finding anything inside the couch or anywhere else on that side of the room. Jaune took notice of a shelf in one corner of the room and the fire place.

Jaune made his way to the shelf noticing a hat with another letter inside it.

-'Dear Mr. Compson

After numerous complaints from customers and employees alike. We must terminate your employment. Theirs just no place for a man like you at the Grand Vale Railroad station'

"Fired from the Railroad company?...somethings not right" Jaune said as he then made his way over to the fire place and picked up another photo.

It was a photo of a young Jermiah in the same room but in the photo was a trap door!

"Oh a trap door under the rug huh?" Jaune said as he started to hear a creak from behind him.

"I'm almost done Blake just gotta find the Ledger and-" he turned around only to see a pistol pointed at him as two criminals looked at him.

" What are you doing here blondie...we found this place first" one thug asked to which Jaune raised his hands trying to de escalate the situation. Not worried since his aura would tank a hit from that.

"Easy I'm just looking around for a few things" Jaune made notice that the gun being pointed at him was an old revolver.

"Is that old revolver yours?" He asked to which the man smirked.

"Finders Keepers" he pulled the trigger only for the revolver to not fire as the hammer malfunctioned.

"Shit" the thug cursed before tossing the gun to the floor and pulling out a knife as the other thug ran back into the other room.

Jaune sighed hoping to not have to do any fighting today.

It wasn't long before he tossed the man out the main door and out into the front yard after beating him senseless, he saw no need to kill him. He then remember the man's other friend as was about go find him when the other one got thrown through the window as Blake stepped out from the main door as well.

"I thought you was making sure no one was coming" Jaune said to her to which Blake chuckled.

"A momentary distraction. My apologies" She said to him to which Jaune laughed.

"Well I found the poor bastards watch and pistol still no ledger" he told her and Blake nodded.

" judging by the house we can't go upstairs either" Blake said looking at the blocked off staircase.

"We still have the hidden door" he told her to which Blake raised an eyebrow as Jaune led her back to the other room with the large rug.

He removed the rug revealing a big door.

Looking at Blake she nodded to him and he bent down and opened up the door to revel a set of stairs.

Blake's senses went to code red as that bad feeling she had got worse.

She stepped back a bit unsure if she wanted to go down their.

"You alright?" Jaune asked carefully to which Blake took a deep breath and calmed down before nodding.

Jaune looked at her then back down before turning his flashlight from his scroll and they both made their way down stairs but when they got to the bottom they were horrified at what they saw.

Shackles and cages.

"What the hell?" Jaune said in disbelief as Blake just looked on aghast.

"God " was all he said as he made it the bench seeing two books, Blake grabbed the one on the right and Jaune picked the one up in front of him before opening and reading the contents of the book.

-'Well that's that I was somewhere near Kuro Yuri when they caught me. Till the day I die I aint gonna forget the sound of that dog barking at my heels but I don't suppose that day gonna far off yet. It was fifty lashing yesterday and fifty more to come. I don't think I can take anymore. Man said he was just 'doing his job' funny kind of employment if you ask me but I suppose you ain't. Lights fadin so that it for now.

I do hope I live to see the end of this war between faunus and human with justice winning out.- June xx64'

Jaune just sat the book down digusted, he looked at Blake, who had a look of rage on her face as she had gripped the book in her hands with such strength it was about to tear in half.

"Blake? What is it" he asked but she said nothing before tossing the book too the far corner of the underground room before swiftly leaving upstairs stunning Jaune.

"Blake! Wait!" But it wS useless she was gone Jaune sighed before retrieving the book labeled Ledger.

"This must be the damn Ledger..." He said before opening up the book and in it were a list of names and dollar signs next to it.

"Is...is this your Ledger...a list of slaves?" Jaune asked as he read off each individual name.

'-Betsy- Rabbit Faunus- 17 lien.

-Annabelle-Bull Faunus- 10 lien.

-Kevin-Dog Faunus - 12 lien. '

And so he read each name and amount only served to further infuriate him.

The great human/faunus war was over damn near thirty years ago. Peace and coexistence between human and faunus was finally achieved but it seems some generations are still stuck in the past.

Pocketing the Ledger Jaune decided ot was finally time to leave. He tried calling Blake on his scroll.

No dice, all he got was voice-mail.

Shit.

"Shit...Yang is gonna kill me" was all he said as he finally left that dreary home.

His scroll rang not even five minutes later.

Yang Xiao Long.

"Ah shit"

He put the scroll on speaker.

"Jaune ARC my partner is UNHAPPY what DID YOU DO!?" Came the roar of Yang.

"I took a commission from an old man...turns out he was a faunus catcher from back in the old Faunus/Human war days" Jaune said as he began to head back to the café to see if he could spot Blake.

"And we just happened to...find his old home and underground basement where he housed them...she is rightfully upset and I wish to make it up to her...please tell her to come to the Cafe" Jaune asked to which Yang breathed through her nose.

"Fine but we are all gonna be their" She said to which Jaune nodded and sent her the location.

Soon all of Team JNPR and RWBY arrived at the Cafe.

"Blake" Jaune tried to reach out but Blake just said nothing aside from taking a seat.

"You got five minutes Arc" Yang said to him and Jaune nodded.

"Blake, im sorry I had no idea I took a job from a slave catcher if I had known I would have never taken it" He told her sitting down.

"You know I wouldn't put any of my friends in those kind of situations like that you deserve more respect then that and to my name whatever it's worth I am very sorry" He said to her somberly.

"I know Jaune would never do this intentionally or on purpose" Pyrrha said to her gaining nods from Ren, Nora, Ruby and even Weiss.

"He may be a big lug headed dolt but his heart is always in the right place" Weiss said to which Jaune chuckled.

"Ah shucks snow angel I'm about to shed a tear" Weiss just gave him a ice cold glare.

"Shutting up now".

"Good boy".

Blake looked at her friends and then back to Jaune before giving him a small smile.

"Your forgiven Jaune...honestly I was just mad...reading that Ledger and to just simply right that down as if it were so natural and easy...its unsettling you know" Blake said to which Jaune nodded slightly.

"I know and for that I'm sorry and I hope to make it up to you in the future" He said to her to which a small blush appeared on her face much to the ire of Pyrrha, Ruby, and Weiss.

"Well...we can go get some more fishsticks again?" She asked timidly to which Jaune nodded before getting up.

"Well then consider it a date...but friends if you excuse me unfortunately I have a promise to keep" he told them as to which they all tilted their heads.

"Have a commission to finish" was all he said as he left the cafe as Blake just stared at his shrinking form.

-Behind Jr.'s bar-

Drinking and mumbling in a tent next to a trash can lit aflame was Jermiah Compson, surrounded by bottles of booze.

"Times...times weren't perfect but...but...wrack and ruin....wrack and damned ruin!" Was all he mumbled before drinking more whiskey.

Jaune walked up to his tent with a purpose.

"Old man" He said which startled Jeremiah before upsetting him.

"Old man?" Jermiah said angrily as he dropped his bottle on the ground before staggering to his feet.

"You show some respect" He said to Jaune as he stood across from Jaune.

"I was respected once...I had a profession!" He boasted as Jaune reigned in his quickly rising temper.

"You asked me to get you something" he told him to which Jermiah laments.

"Therez no bringing back what I want...I want my job! My pride! The respect accorded to a gentleman" he said to Jaune who fished out the watch, pistol and ledger.

"Oh yeah what about this old crap" as he tossed the watch at the old man's feet who bent down to pick it up.

"My things..." He looked at the watch and then back to Jaune.

"Don't you understand?" He asked trying to get some sympathy from Jaune.

"Those bastards they changed everything!" He said to him almost on the brink of tears but Jaune held no sympathy not for folk like him.

"I was a good worker! I took pride in my work! They they they took it away...pissed on MY LEGACY!" Jaune at this point had heard enough soon enough Blake and the rest of the group had been able to find Jaune and was able to listen in on the conversation.

"Old man...some jobs ain't for saving and some legacies..." at this point Jaune tossed the ledger into the fire pit much to Jermiah horror.

"...they are for pissing on" was all he said as Jermiah tried to fish his ledger from the fire.

"W-what are you doing? that's my history!" He said as Jaune suddenly raised the broken pistol to the the non-the wise old man.

"Uh are we gonna stop him?" Yang asked but Blake just stood by and did nothing as did everyone else.

Jaune just tosses the pistol right into the fire in disgust as Jermiah put his hand in burning it but still managing to get the pistol before pointing it at Jaune.

"Damn you!" Jermiah tried firing but nothing would happen no matter how much he struggled.

"Damn you!"

Jaune just looked at him pathetically.

"Damn you..." this time it came out brokenly as Jermiah threw himself to the ground as he began to weep as Blake walked up behind Jaune before grabbing his hand and feeling him shaking with rage everything in his body telling him to send that man off to hell but Blake stood infront of him and gave him a hug before tugging him away leaving the weeping man to himself.

"I still exist!" Was the last thing Jaune heard before finally leaving back to the bull head.

-

*Beacon/ Ports Class.*

The next day after events cooled down. Jaune was lazily twirling his pencil. Blake said she had the answer to what the lesson was for this project and that when it was time to give the answer she would.

"Alright class I hope alot of you got something from that wonderful project, moral in Vale was up big time yesterday so a many such thanks to you all!" Port said proudly before setting down at his desk.

"Now class...what do you think the purpose of this project was...what do you think a huntsman job is outside of grimm killing?" He asked them and he recieved many answers non of them wrong but not the one he was looking for.

"Hope".

Port stood up from his desk and look out into the classroom.

"Who said it? Can you you repeat that?"

Jaune turned his head to see Blake smiling brightly.

"A huntsman job is to give hope to those in need" Blake said to him to which Port smiled at her answer.

"That is correct Blake...for it is bringing hope that helps humanity and faunus as a whole to see a better future wouldn't you agree" He asked Blake who just looked at Jaune as she nodded. Jaune just chuckled.

"Heh maybe being a huntsman won't be too bad"

#jaune arc #blake bellodona #knightshade

[handelplayssims]

Alright then! 9S is heading back into work and 2B is working from home. The request is to go and jog, easily done. So let’s jog! Alert for the lottery winner and it’s a random sim named Gabrielle Richardson. I do not recognize that name at all! Jog done so it’s back to reading-a-book, listening-to-calming-tunes, and smelling-insence for 2B. Like I said, riveting gameplay. After a bit of that, we actually got a whim to do some weight lifting at the gym! So let’s head out.

Gyms tend to be popular spots for celebrities since you gotta keep nice and trim. So often the area gets swarmed by fans. 2B was chatted up by one of those fans named Savannah Zavala. ...who’s outgoing. How does 2B manage to attract the outgoing ladies? It’s kinda funny! Time to return home then.

9S is back home and has a whim for romantic socials so, might as well have the two kiss and cuddle a little...and get rudely interrupted by a mouse. I like this lot of it’s size but ah, the vermin problems. Nothing a little handiness, or pestering the landlord to help, can’t solve. Signs Sims is an idealized version of reality, landlords are actually helpful. And then we’re back to relaxation farming for 2B. Managed to get the emotionally mindful moodlet again and from my randomized emotion, I got sadness! HA! Anyway, it’s time for-

Neighborhood Watch!

Brindleton Bay: A dog was adopted by the Gorman household.

ABOUT TIME! Been weeks upon weeks.

Henford-on-Bagley: The Daly household recently moved in.

Windenburg: The Castillo household moved out.

Forgotten Hollow: The Iosua household has moved in.

Alright, with non-child households, I usually make stops at either 5, 10 or if absolutely necessary, 15 days with a household, compared to the standard 15 days with a family household. 9S has in theory, done enough with his aspiration for me to be satisfied but I feel I haven’t done enough with 2B’s yet. We’re going five for days. And to continue farming those wellness interactions of, reading-a-book, listening-to-calming-tunes and smelling-insence. Annnnd now she’s at 9 wellness! At the very last skill level for all skills, books become meaningless sources as you’re more skilled than them. So that means we’ve lost one farming interaction. FUN.

2B is going into work, 9S is working-from-home. He needs to run on a treadmill but we’ll save that until after his gaming session.

hahahahaha NO. Nope. Anyway, let’s work out now. Second whim is to have a geeky debate about who’s better so lets go chat with Eddie Landry at his home. And have said geeky debate. During that time, 2B came home from work and gained her promotion, specializing in the officer branch. Nice! And during my chit-chat with Eddie, 9S did gain a postitive sentiment about him as well. Double nice. Though I did get options to flirt with Eddie popping up since I have him set to the neutral sexual orientation of exploring bi so lets cut that down to heterosexuality. 9S strikes me as woman liker only. Also

This twink is BUFF. When I was making small talk with Eddie, he kept wanting to get up and move onto the fitness machine he had in his home so I also just let him do that. After the workout, we return home. 9S has a whim to listen to New Age music, aka the music that 2B listens to to relax so hey, that works out for the both of them. Then I have her meditate and he games some more. Annd looking at 2B’s promotion requirements, she needs charisma stat now to promote. HA! She’s not promoting anytime soon. Anyway, with that, it’s time for-

Neighborhood Watch!

Paula Moran in the Moran household has died. Paula was milking it and got too close to a cowplant.

Brindleton Bay: The Stanford household has moved in.

Izumi Shibata in the Shibata hosuehold has died. Izumi stuck a finger in a plug and electricity came out.

Oasis Springs: The Copur household recently moved in.

Brindleton Bay: The Gorman household recently moved out.

Shaina Wylie in the Wylie household has died. Shockingly, Shaina botched a repair and was electrocuted.

Henford-on-Bagley: The Daly household moved out.

#sims 4 #blogging #nier automata #2b #9s

[bylightofdawn]

Today was... a day. A very long, agonizing day. Started with driving to another town to visit my GP. Talked to him about wanting to try and figure out if I DO have ADD or not and also about a new sleep med since my sleep schedule is fucked.

Because that vertebra in my neck was out and I couldn't pull my head back so it was forcing my head forward in a weird posture this caused all the supporting muscles to start spasming so the pain just escalated from there. But because I was driving I couldn't take any kind of muscle relaxer. So by the time I got to my chiropractor and they put me on the table face down, it shoved my head back into a regular alignment which then caused all those muscles to go into a nuclear meltdown. I don't think the chick who was checking me in quite understood how much pain I was in but by the time she'd gotten to the massager I was fucking CRYING from her pushing my shoulders down with her body weight and it just fucking sucked big donkey balls.

My chiropractor came in and suggested I do combo therapy cause there was no way she was going to adjust me when my muscles were that tight and spasmodic. That's an extra 25 bucks which...sucks but at point I was trying to not bawl like a child in the office and it did definitely help a lot. I have a TENS unit but that ultrasound machine is like a new level. I've seen them online for a couple hundred bucks and if I didn't live alone and had someone who could help me reach my back I might seriously consider buying one but for now I'll make due with my TENS unit.

Thankfully, my chiropractor was able to adjust my neck but fuck me I am still so sore and in so much pain, it's not even funny. I am SO GLAD I requested the entire day off because of my doctor's appointment, I don't think I could have worked even after getting adjusted. Tomorrow is my regular day off and I really need to just suck it up and make up the hours but NGL? I'm still super sore and in a lot of pain so I don't know if that's going to happen. I think I'm going to work half a day and see how I feel then. I could always make up the other 4 hours on Sunday.

I'd prolly fucked up my sleep schedule even further because I came home around 4 and slept for four hours. But I was just so wiped out from the pain and the lack of sleep last night.

I caught this week's episode of Mandalorian however and I need to watch the Bad Batch because people are freaking out over Crosshair on twitter so I think I'm going to do that. I'd like to write a little more but that might be too optimistic on my part.

I deal with chronic pain all the time but holy fuckballs I don't think I've screwed up my neck that badly in years. I couldn't think clearly, couldn't <I>talk</I> because my mind kept blanking on words and I know I was a fucking zombie all day long. Bruh, that fucked me all up.

And I think it kinda concerned my doctor because he wants to see me again in 2 weeks. :/ We did switch my muscle relaxer to zanaflex which I have been on in the past so I guess we'll see how that goes. I haven't picked it up from the pharmacy yet and will try and do that tomorrow.

One good thing that happened was I found out the Game Stop in seguin has the Tobirama funko pop I was wanting and I bought that. Annnnd I might have bought the bad batch set cause it was on clearance as well. I thought about getting the Hashirama but meeeh. I don't like him nearly as much as Tobirama. My three Naruto blorbo were Tobirama, Shisui and Iruka. I might actually perish if Shisui got some love from the US market. There's some REALLY gorgeous and outrageously expensive status out of Japan which I'm not spending my money on. Though NGL I am honestly shocked and disappointed Iruka hasn't gotten his own funko pop yet. Like WTF, I know he's just the most mid ninja ever who is completely overshadowed by everyone else with their stupidly overpowered abilities but STILL. SMH

Okay, time to watch TBB and pass the fuck out time now.

#life of el #haha fml #this somehow turned into a post where I ranted about my favorite naruto blurbos and the criminal lack of funko pops they have not received. #Considering last week I was bitching about Fenn Rau not getting one I think I need to accept my niche tastes will not be satisfied

[alice-chan-chan]

Lucy Maud Montgomery for anon

#bsdedit #bsdhive #dailybungou #bungou stray dogs #fybungoustraydogs #anisource #bsdnet #lucy maud montgomery #my edits #long post #annnnd this is the last request! ^_^

[lowkeyerror]

My Champion

Liv Morgan x Reader

Word Count: 915

Warnings: Royal Rumble 2022 Spoilers

Summary: As Liv's girlfriend, you believe Liv deserved that win. All you can do for now is comfort her when she gets back to the hotel.

Masterlist

You couldn't believe what you had just seen. Your girlfriend was carelessly tossed over the top rope, with her two feet hitting the floor. This was supposed to be her moment. She was supposed to finally get what she worked so hard for. She was supposed to get what the fans have been begging for months.

To see her go over the rope drove you insane. However, there was a whole different level of anger you felt when Ronda came out at number 30 to win the whole thing.

This whole event was bullshit. It undermined every single choice that the company had had over the last few months. If Brock was bound to win the rumble, then why did he need to take the championship from E. Why did Ronda have to win? To have some lackluster mania match with Becky or Charlotte? Something that went so well the last time.

You waited for your girlfriend at the hotel. When she walked in, you immediately threw your arms around her. She crumpled into your hold, making you squeeze her tighter.

" Everyone knows that you should've won this," you use the pad of your thumb to wipe your loose tears.

" It's okay"

You shake your head," It's not okay. They're literally edging you Liv. One minute you're in the title picture and the next you're back down the card. You deserve something better."

She was quiet. She knew what you were going to say. In fact, this wouldn't be the first time you suggested it. When Ruby was let go, it crushed Liv. It crushed her to the point where she was going to request her release as well.

She was loyal like that. Ruby talked her out of it, but now circumstances were different. Ruby was living her life to the fullest as a member of the AEW roster. She was being treated fairly well and more importantly she seemed to be genuinely having a good time. You wanted that for Liv, but it wasn't your decision to make.

" This has been my dream for as long as I can remember, Y/n. I don't want to give it up because things aren't going my way."

You let out a sigh," I know baby, but I'm tired of them playing games with you. If you don't win the belt at Mania, I'm going to march right up to Vince's office to give him a piece of my mind."

She chuckled, placing a gentle kiss on your lips," You're going to riot for me?"

"Until my face turns blue," you pecked her nose.

" I'm going to put on my stitch onesie, and then I was thinking we could cuddle"

You nod," I'll get the ice cream and Netflix. We can finish Glee"

There's a bright smile on her face as she makes her way to the bathroom," You're the best"

" Nope, you're the best and everybody knows it."

You didn't wait for a response, instead you went to the kitchen, and got the tub of ice cream out of the freezer. You grabbed two spoons as well, making your way to the bedroom.

When you got settled in, you turned on Netflix and waited for your adorable girlfriend. Just as she said, she came out of the bathroom in a Stitch onesie.

You giggled and made grabby hands at her from your spot on the bed. She wasted no time climbing into your arms. You handed her the ice cream and she squealed.

" Thanks for being here Y/n"

"I'll always be here for you. I believe in you, Liv. I know you're going to do great things for professional wrestling. "

She's about to cut you off, but you don't let her," One day, hopefully sooner rather than later, you'll be having your Wrestlemania moment. I'll be watching you from the front row as you hold that title above your head. I can hear the announcer, ANNNND NEW WWE WOMEN'S CHAMPION, LIV MORGAN"

She laughs," That's how it's going to happen?"

" Yup"

She puts her finger on her chin," I think you forgot one thing"

" What?"

She turns to face you, so she can look into your eyes," After they hand me the belt, I'm going to roll out the ring. I'm going to march my way over to a certain woman sitting in the front row, and then I'm going to kiss her"

You pretend to be shocked," In front of everyone? "

She nods, slowly leaning in," Of course. She's my biggest supporter. I couldn't have made it to Mania without her. It's only fair to make sure she has a little Mania moment too."

Your eyes shine into hers before they shut. You close the gap between you two, passionately kissing Liv. You melt as you feel her hands cup your face.

When the kiss breaks, the two of you are smiling brightly at each other. Liv turns back around, pushing you to pull her back close to her front.

You start the episode of Glee and mindlessly play with Liv's hair. You kiss the top of her head.

" You're always going to be the champion to me"

She doesn't say anything, instead intertwining her hand with yours. She brings your interlocked hands to her lips, pressing a kiss to the back of your hand. She holds them over her heart.

She was going to have her moment and when she did, you'd be there cheering her on until your face turned blue.

#lowkeyerror #liv morgan #liv morgan x reader #liv morgan imagine #wwe monday night raw #wwe one shot

[trickkombowerskru]

Patrick With A Sub Boyfriend

Request: No here is the 21st and last day -yes 21st and last the people who got days 20, 22, 23, 24, and 25 never responded to my message so it’s ending here- of the 25 days of trickkombowerskru! which goes to @nasty-bitch-boy and he wanted hcs about Patrick with a subby male

A/N: So uh this is faaaaar overdue and I am so so sorry thank you for being patient with me.  Also this is the last day of the requests as no one else ever got back to me so yeah, once again thank you for your patience

Warnings: NSFW, Sex, Lots of sex, Like an insane amount of sex

So like this is his absolute dream

Get himself someone so submissive they "practically" (in his mind you do) worship him

Will say the absolute filthiest shit in your ear

Both in public and the bedroom Just to watch you squirm

You writhing whether in the hall or especially under him

GET READY TO BEG

For what?

E v e r y t h i n g

To finish?

You're begging

For him to suck you off?

You're begging

For him to fuck you?

You're begging

Literally name it and he'll make you beg for it

He'll just eerily chuckle at you

"What was that? Be louder Baby Boy."

"Come on sweetheart speak up."

You'll be sore CONSTANTLY

Like good luck with that buddy

Especially after a punishment

Yeaaah even if spanking isn't the punishment you still won't be able to sit for a week

The guys will constantly tease you about it

Patrick will laugh 

And then make some comment about how you're a "such good boy" for him 

Or something like that

You will be covered in hickies

And bruises

Annnnd maybe some cuts and burn marks if you're into that

Regardless you'll be marked up one way or another

Ofc Patrick has to let the entire school know you're HIS

Also he may or may not take things one step further...

And that would lead to getting you a collar

#it 2017 #patrick hockstetter #patrick hockstetter imagine #patrick hockstetter x reader #patrick hockstetter smut #owen teague