#eep well it's already posted

[thebubblecafe]

"Kiss the sun so he'll kiss you back"

#aah I didn't notice I took this outta my drafts aaaah #eep well it's already posted #our face #they/them #gay #pride month #nonbinary #cute people #me

[novankenn]

From Full House to Four of a Kind!

/===/ @ sirnoobsalot I mean May Zedong is a redhead. Neo could change her hair color on a fly. If you wanna go the Milf route Glynda is there, it's a good sequel since she'll be stopping this shenanigan (presumably) only for Pyrrha to hoist her over her shoulder and drag her back to her full house /== Master Post List ==/

The students of Beacon were giving Pyrrha a wide birth, with many red-heads and blonds donning hats or just dying their hair completely to hide from the "Red Queen" and her obsession with whatever she was doing with the girls she had already... absconded with.

Yang: I'm scared... like what if?

Blake: Pyrrha has already said you are off limits. You're my blond remember?

Yang: She's on the prowl again...

Blake: Well I doubt she'll... crud! Crap!! SHIT!

Yang: Blake?

Blake: The transfer students!!

Yang's eyes open wide, but it was too late. There wasn't enough time to warn any of them. It was like watching the circling of a shark as Pyrrha moved about the outskirts of the cafeteria, her emerald eyes watching, appraising, and then selecting.

Yang: Wish me luck.

Blake: Yang?

Yang jogged the short distance from where she and Blake and been standing to intercept Pyrrha as she prowled.

Yang: P-Money... what cha doing?

Pyrrha: I came to a revelation last night...

Yang: And that was... maybe you should stop collecting people?

Pyrrha: Heavens no! It was that four of a kind is better than a full house.

Yang: Four of a kind? You mean you're going to...

Pyrrha: Oh she's adorable...

Pyrrha points out a shy red-head wearing a beanie pulled down over one eye...

Pyrrha: How could I forget that Arslan was a blond! She's perfect! Excuse me.

Yang wanted to shout out a warning, but Pyrrha was upon her quarry in a heart beat.

May: (Cradled under Pyrrha's arm) EEP!

Arslan: (Thrown over Pyrrha's shoulder) NIKOS! WHAT THE HELL?

Pyrrha: You two are perfect! That's four of a kind for red-heads... but only three of a kind for blonds...

Arslan: Put me down!

May: Four of a kind?

Pyrrha: Hush! Jaune is very loving and will father so many beautiful children with you!

May/ Arslan: HUH???

Yang slowly made her way back over to Blake. As she and everyone else watched as Pyrrha started to walk off with two stunned young women...

Glynda: Ms Nikos! Enough of this! You are not only disrupting the peace of this school, and interfering with the composition of other teams... why are you looking at me like that?

Glynda took a step back, as Pyrrha adjusted Arslan and May, before taking a step forward, and strange unnerving smile on her face.

Pyrrha: You're... blond...

Glynda: Yes...

Pyrrha: Four of a kind!

Glynda: What? HEY! OUCH!

Pyrrha: Everyone comfy? Time to meet You baby daddy!

May/ Arslan: Baby Daddy?

Glynda: Help me! Call Ozpin! Call Ozpin!

Everyone just froze as Pyrrha walked out of the cafeteria. May Zedong under one arm, Arslan Altan over a shoulder, and dragging a panicking Glynda Goodwitch by the ankle behind her.

Glynda: (Desperately clinging to the door frame) Help me!?!? Please?

Pyrrha: Now, now professor... just think of all the blond bundles of joy you will give Mama Arc!

Glynda: Ahhhhhhh!!! Hhhhheeeeeellllllppppp!

Everyone shivered as the door frame leg go and the authoritarian professor vanished into the hallway.

Yang: Blake?

Blake: Yes Yang?

Yang: I am VERY happy to be your Blond.

Blake: Thank you Yang. That means a lot to me.

Off in a corner of the cafeteria silently sat a young woman. Her eyes narrowed as she watched the display of pure power and insanity. She titled her head to one side then the other. before standing up and making her way out of the cafeteria, hot on the heels of the one she was sure people were calling the "Red Queen".

#rwby #pyrrha nikos #may zedong #arslan altan #glynda goodwitch #this is all mama arc's fault

[ristoranteivorykeys]

graduation [octazinelle: high tide fic submission]

in the few months they have before getting ready to leave for internship, floyd and jade go through the turbulence that future uncertainties bring: where will they go, what will they do, but most importantly... what will happen to their relationship with azul?

ft. floyd leech, jade leech, and azul ashengrotto

╰┈➤ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: hello hello!! i participated in a zine titled octazinelle: high tide! you can find the full zine through here~ this was a very fun project and i'm so excited to post the fic i wrote for you guys ^^ i really care about this fic so much, so there will be additional notes that i will leave somewhere :3c don't worry, they won't be hard to find fufufu

“Floyd Leech.”

Said student is just climbing down the steps of the lecture room when he hears his name being called in an austere manner. Any remaining students in the classroom cast Floyd that ‘oh boy’ look as they leave the room. Floyd looks to the teacher’s table where Professor Trein stares at him sternly. He returns the stare with a miffed look, but he approaches the professor nonetheless.

“This is the second time this week that I have caught you sleeping in my class,” Trein rebukes. “This may be your last semester in Night Raven College before you go on your internship, but that doesn’t mean that you can be negligent in my class.”

“Uh huh.”

“Don’t give me that attitude, Leech. I do not want to give any penalties so late into the semester, but if I catch you sleeping one more time, I will. Do I make myself clear, Leech?”

“Yes, sir.” 

“You may now go.” 

Floyd steps out of the classroom with the same expression as he wore when getting called out. Damn Professor Red Squid, if you don’t wanna give detention, then just don’t, he thinks to himself. Meh, oh well. I don’t feel hungry at all, should I even go to the canteen? But where do I even wanna go? Everywhere’s so noisy. 

He walks for a bit, hands in his pockets.

Ah wait. 

There’s the supplies arriving today for Mostro Lounge. 

Floyd barely notices his frown growing ever so slightly deeper, but students walking along the same path as him instinctively step aside. Nobody in their right mind would dare interrupt a disgruntled Leech twin. 

I’m not going to help out with those. Azul can suffer with those all he wants.

“Floyd! There you are!” 

Floyd stops in his tracks. He does not look at the classmate who briskly walks up to him, but he already feels the annoyance rushing to his head. 

“Floyd, we got a paper due in two days,” the classmate yells. “We just need your part, and we'll be done! When are you gonna send it in the gc?”

“Go away.”

“Hah? Don’t give me that!” The groupmate’s voice raises in anger. “We have a literal group paper to submit, and we just need your part so that we can submit it earlier!”

Floyd faces him finally, but this time, his eyes are dilated, teeth are displayed, and brows are furrowed. An all-too familiar menacing expression. “I said go away.”

“Eep!” The classmate takes a step back, expression immediately shifting to fear for his life. “O-ok ok! Just- just submit before the 11:59 deadline in two days! That’s all I needed to say, ok!”

And right after, the student runs away.

Floyd huffs. He has now made up his mind on where to go. 

Jade is wiping the sweat off of his face in the locker rooms when one of his Octavinelle classmates approaches him. “Hey, Azul’s calling for you,” he says. “He’s by the gates right now.”

“Oh?” Jade looks up in confusion. “I thought Floyd was supposed to be with him right now.”

“Well, he’s not there now,” the classmate replies while scratching his head. “They need more backup and Azul’s calling for you.” 

“Ah, I see.” He smiles. “I shall be there, then.”

The classmate leaves the locker rooms, leaving Jade all by himself. The rest of the class has already left, eager for lunch. 

Jade slows down in cleaning himself up.

Azul’s name brings back a rip that’s been tearing at his heart. It burns in the way that electricity probably burns, maybe to a lesser degree: his body stops working the way it usually does, and his chest still reels from a shock of pain. It’s not physical by any means, though by the Sea Witch, he wishes it was. It would have been so much easier to deal with. He’d be shipped to the best hospital, all bills easily paid for, and he’d be recovering well back in Octavinelle. Or if he dies, then that is that. No more pain to feel.

No, it’s a harder kind of pain. It’s the kind of pain that makes him want to tear flesh and bone with teeth and claws, the kind of hurt that urges him to destroy a ship, the kind of ache that makes him want to burn his already burning eyes. It’s the kind of pain that won’t go away even if he does all three.

Jade breathes in. Hold it. Breathe out. Breathe in. Hold. Breathe out. Breathe in… breathe out…

He cannot afford to lose himself now, whether by wrath or by tears. 

He packs his bags, changes back to his uniform, and leaves the lockers. His light footsteps are overshadowed by the sounds of enthusiastic jogs to the cafeteria in the corridors. Jade takes a moment to breathe in the afternoon sunny air, letting out a bit more of his worries out of his lungs before he walks down the stairs and through Main Street. 

And soon, he finds himself nearing the tall gates of the school, where a group of students are gathered around large boxes. 

It annoys Jade that the gleam of silver hair stirs mixed emotions. On one hand, his troubles are dashed completely from seeing the very person he keeps close. On the other hand, it is the same person who’s making him go through hell.

He swiftly shifts his focus to the situation in front of him. Some of the other boxes should have been on the way to the Mostro Lounge by this time, yet there are still several of them that the other Octavinelle students have to carry. It isn’t surprising—after all, they decided to upgrade a few things, in preparation for the next dorm leader. Supplies that a simple run to Sam’s shop won’t cover, no matter how much he claims to have it all in stock. 

“Be extra careful with that. That tableware costs us quite a fortune.” Standing by the boxes with a clipboard resting on his arm, Azul watches his dorm mates as he writes notes on the clipboard. He has his dorm leader facade on, serious and stern, but even from a distance, Jade can see his slightly nervous gaze towards the supplies. 

As another pair leaves with a heavy box, Azul looks at them before his eyes fall on him. “Jade, good you made it on time.”

“Hello, Azul,” Jade greets. “I thought that Floyd was supposed to help with the supplies.”

“Well, he’s not here now,” Azul answers, frowning from annoyance. “I was wondering if you had any idea as to where he is right now.”

“I don’t. His history class should have ended 10 minutes ago.” 

“Hmph, nevermind. We need to get all of this into the lounge.” He gestures to the boxes. “All the boxes are complete, and we’ll do a final count of all the supplies once everything has been moved there.”

“I see.” Jade nods. “Will you need me to assist you?”

“No, you may enjoy your lunch break after helping us move these boxes,” Azul answers. “I’ll be making my next successor do that. It’s a part of his learning, after all.” 

“Ah. I see.” 

It annoys him to feel that same shock of hurt returning to his chest. 

A bemused look crosses Azul’s face. “Does that offend you,” he teases. “I never took you for one to be tilted by that.”

Jade blinks. “Why Azul, whatever makes you think I’d be offended over that?” He smiles, with a bit more effort than he’s used to. “You must be imagining things from how little rest you have in passing on your position to the little siren.”

“You exaggerate.” He keeps his clipboard and pen into his bag. “We need to move. Jade, carry that box over there.” He points to one of the smaller boxes, marked with the word FRAGILE, and picks up another box. 

And wordlessly, Jade follows, carrying a box that must contain brand new tea sets. New tea sets that remind him that a new dorm leader and manager of the Mostro Lounge will take over. 

That his term and Azul’s will end because they’ll move up to 4th year and go their separate ways. 

Jade resists the urge to break them. He’ll carry these then find Floyd. 

Back at home, the schools of fish would band together, staying close until Floyd swam past them, splitting their perfect formation. Together, apart. Together, apart. 

Together. Apart.

Separation was not new to Floyd at all. In an “eat or be eaten” world, fish and merfolk alike live with the thought that the people closest to them may be gone the next day. Floyd has hunted before, has fought before. He’s even the one who said goodbye to his parents when leaving for Night Raven College.

But he said goodbye with the promise of seeing them again after school is done. 

He stares down at the river that runs below the bridge. This spot is rarely ever frequented by students at lunchtime, if only because everyone else is either eating in the canteen, having meetings, or just being with friends, and the bridge is on the other path away from the Hall of Mirrors. Besides Octavinelle, it feels the closest to home on this campus: here, he can watch the current flow, and the fish that live below its clean stream. 

Home, huh? Floyd wonders if home will still feel like home once he returns from Night Raven College. 

It will be the same dark passageways and bioluminescent lights, the same faces but all grown up. Except that he isn’t a child that can pick fights with anyone and nab their scales as a prize, he is to be stuck with running the family business of making deals, expanding connections, beating up people who betray their trust. Pretty much like what he already does with Azul now. 

Except that the boss that would stand with him and Jade is not Azul at all. 

The fish in the river swim with no obstacle in their path. They may split apart to avoid the occasional rock, but they would be together again. Together, apart. Together. In the small space that they share, there is no vast ocean that opens up new paths for them to split ways. Not until they swim down the cliff and into the open sea. 

Floyd has never envied river dwellers until now. 

Jade walks behind Azul going to Mostro Lounge. It’s something of a routine that started in Night Raven College. When Azul walks, he and Floyd follow him from behind. He doesn’t remember how or when it started. Probably started to make Azul’s image look powerful: he is in the front, wearing a coat that imposes authority, and Jade and Floyd standing at the back makes him look almost impossible to touch. 

Regardless of the hows or the whys, it’s a position that has always given him comfort. From behind, Jade can watch Azul. He can see if Azul is pleased with something by the bounce in his step, or if he’s pissed by the clack of his heels. And from the front, Azul can’t read Jade since he’s always looking forward, and that lets Jade startle him with a random brutal teasing remark. 

Right now, though, he wishes to not look at Azul. 

Azul appears to be beaming, and Jade knows exactly why. He’s found the perfect successor for not only leadership of Octavinelle but also manager for his prized restaurant. He’s gotten accepted in all the places he applied for his internship. 

He’s gotten accepted already into the university that he aims to go to.

Jade vividly remembers the way Azul grinned from ear to ear when he received the email. He remembers the audible, “Yes! Yes, I got in!” that almost sounded teary-eyed. He remembers Floyd saying that they should celebrate over some drinks. He remembers smiling to the best of his abilities while saying congratulations for being accepted. 

That was two weeks ago. He’s said many fake things in his life, and he would never say sorry for them. But until now, the heartless congratulations weighs heavily in his conscience. 

It’s simple, really: Azul has been working hard all his life to achieve his dreams. And Jade was there to witness the journey, from the ideas to the headaches to the defeats to the victories. It’s a huge milestone for Azul to get to stay on land and study in a place where he feels he will thrive. So it’s unfair really, to not be able to celebrate such an achievement happily. 

And yet, Jade can’t bring himself to. 

Their relationship started as something transactional. Tweels keep his secrets, Azul lets them in his plans. Tweels support him, Azul entertains them. And if Azul fails to entertain, then they will drop him like plastic to the chute. There and done. That’s supposed to be their relationship. 

So why then does it hurt to hear that Azul got accepted? Why does it hurt to think about how in a few months, he won’t see Azul as much as the present? Why does it hurt to think about the uncertainty of when they will see each other again? 

“Jade, you can put down the box over there.”

Jade blinks. He’s at Mostro Lounge. Has he been so deep in thought that he didn’t realize when he arrived?

Schooling his expression, he puts down the box on the counter that Azul gestures to, unaware of the concerned expression on Azul’s face. 

Floyd doesn’t know when he started staring into nothingness to gaze at memories, but he’s now seeing the stone stage from middle school, where his younger self is playing drums to his brother’s bass and someone’s piano. 

He remembers, he was getting irritated with the piano melody, and at the time he couldn’t pinpoint why, except that it lacked something. Now that he thinks about it, it’s because that pianist’s playing had no life. No vigor, no passion, just technique that wouldn’t get anyone dancing. “Next,” he had said and stopped playing. The pianist was protesting. Floyd forgot what he said, just that he protested that he wasn’t done playing, but he didn’t care enough to hear about it.

“Everyone sucks, Jade,” he threw his sticks to the ground. “No one’s good enough to be part of our band. Let’s just go.” And he and Jade—who was bigger than him at the time—left the small auditorium of their school. And it’s a blur, Floyd doesn’t remember why he and Jade didn’t go home right away, but he remembers very well the syncopated melodies coming from the piano they forgot to close. 

And he remembers the gasp he made, the way his heart was stirred from how alive the music sounded. 

And he remembers how quickly he swam back inside to see who’s playing, and his wide-eyed gaze when he spotted the familiar octopus.

“Hey hey, that was so cool,” he said to the flustered Azul. “Play some more, play some more!” 

“Huh? No way, I have to go soon!”

But he didn’t let him go. He insisted he play the piano as he picked up his sticks and played a beat. “Come on, just one song! Then you can go!”

And he started his beat. And when it was just him for a long moment, Floyd had wondered if Azul left. But the sound of an E minor reached his ears, and the next moment, Azul’s playing was matching to the beat of the drums. And his music had heart. It had spirit, it had technique, it had passion. 

And the best part? Azul matched his rhythm when nobody else did. 

“I knew I’d find you here, Floyd.”

Eyes turning away from his reflection in the water, Floyd looks up to the face that he’s known since birth. Jade, impeccably presentable despite having PE class earlier, walks towards Floyd, leaning on the railing of the bridge he stands on. But he does not go near him. 

“What do you want,” Floyd asks. 

“We had a new batch of supplies arrive at the Lounge today,” Jade answers. “You were supposed to help out with the unpacking.”

He only answers with a curt hum before turning back to the water below. 

He hears a sigh. And footsteps approaching.

“You’re thinking about last last week, aren’t you?”

Floyd turns again to Jade. He’s by the bridge railing now, same side as him, but he continues to keep a respectable distance. Jade doesn’t look at him directly either, his gaze directed at the horizon ahead of them. 

He’s thinking about it too.

“Yeah, you could say that,” he answers. “It’s just, really ass, y’know?”

Floyd believes that in spite of their identical genetics, they are two people with different identities, dreams, and beliefs. And don’t get him wrong, it is a lot better that way to have individuality. But deep down, there is a comfort knowing that Jade probably feels the same feeling that leaves Floyd dizzy with frustration, that binds his chest with a mix of anger and sadness. And Sea Witch knows, Floyd needs that comfort now. 

“‘Ass’, you say,” Jade repeats. “Tell me about it.” 

A beat of silence passes between them. 

“It’s just that. It takes half a fish brain to know that Azul’s got grand plans after graduation. Get into the best business school, build his own corporation, build another company, and a third company. And I’ve known this for Sea Witch knows how long, and it was all fine, I didn’t care that much, but then…”

“...But then the letter came in.” Jade fills in. 

“Yeah,” Floyd emphatically answers. “That damned acceptance letter from whosit business university came in. Like, I don’t know why, but it just made everything feel… real. That Azul’s really gonna go somewhere else. And I hate that it’s been hitting me like this for the last two weeks. I can’t focus well, I’m pissed off, Trein’s told me off about sleeping. It’s so ass.”

The silent air between the twins weighs heavier. Floyd’s eyes briefly look at the fish in the river again—the damned fish that he wants to throw a rock at so they separate too—before he turns to Jade. “How ‘bout you? Was it also the letter?”

Jade doesn’t answer right away. Floyd understands; in moments like these, Jade hesitates to speak his mind, even to him. It’s part of their nature to be cowardly, after all, just that Jade exhibits it more between the two of them. 

“... Somehow, yes, but if I were to think about it… it’s actually been a while now,” he finally answers.

“Eh? Really?”

“I knew down the line that there would be farewells to be made,” Jade says. “Like you said, Azul has already made plans for himself, and he invests in those plans, years in advance. But there’s always that part of me that wonders… if there’s space for us in those plans.” 

Floyd finds himself inhaling sharply at those words. 

“I see his goals coming to fruition, and it pains me to say that I can’t even properly support him. The letter, the new supplies, the little siren he’s going to appoint… they’re all reminders that it will all change.” Jade smiles, but in pain. “Azul won’t be the dorm leader, I won’t be the vice leader, and we won’t do the things we used to do. And we won’t see each other until perhaps the next VDC. And when we graduate… would he call an end to our agreements? Would we grow so busy that we become strangers again? We would always say that our relationship is merely transactional and that we would leave him if we get bored, but…”

Jade stops, and the air weighs even heavier. Floyd feels taken back to the first day on land, when breathing with lungs felt heavy and difficult. 

Suddenly, Jade laughs. “What clownfish have we become?”

Floyd too joins his twin in mirth. “Can’t help it, Azul makes me feel understood.”

He raises a brow. “Is it gonna be about the first time you played together with him?”

“I mean, it’s how it started,” he answers. He doesn’t realize the small smile that settles on his face as he remembers once more. “Like, back then, everyone just kinda avoided, y’know? And that’s fine, at least, I thought it was. ‘Twas fun and all to be intimidating. But no matter what I’d do, Azul always matches me. He knows exactly what to play to my rhythm. And even in how we work, he knows what’s the stuff I’d like to do or the stuff I’d do well in. It just feels nice.”

It feels too nice. 

Too nice that if it disappears, it will leave his heart bound tightly by melancholy. 

“…Hey, I can’t be the only sappy one here.” Floyd eyes Jade. “C’mon Jade, share too what’s made you appreciate Azul.”

“I already shared a lot earlier,” Jade says defensively.

“Heyyy, be fair at least. I know you have your own thing.”

“What else is there to say? You already said everything.”

“Liar. I know how you started reading your books more after meeting him.” 

“So? Those were lessons that we had to learn as well.”

“Uh huh sure. Then explain why you’ve only gotten better in everything you do after meeting Azul.”

Jade glares at him. 

Floyd grins in response. “Gotcha.”

A beat of silence, then Jade sighs. “If he makes you feel understood, then he makes me feel capable.”

“How so?”

“One reason.” He puts up one free hand, with one finger up. “He’s demanding.”

Floyd chuckles. “That’s an understatement.”

“You’re right.” Jade grins, teeth flashing. “He’s exigent. Making us run around the school to do 5 things at once, on top of schoolwork. Even before NRC, he was just like that. I assumed he was insane. Until now, I still think he’s insane.”

“You say that, but you don’t look like you’re complaining at all.”

“Because thanks to that, I wasn’t pretending to be good at something anymore.” His next smile is closed. Softer. “I went from barely comprehending a textbook and barely lifting a seashell with my magic to understanding contract language and unlocking my unique ability. He made me do things, and I planned to just make someone else do it and pretend it was me.” 

“Ohhh.” Floyd’s eyes widened with remembrance. “And then he caught you.”

“Yes.” Jade shakes his head at the thought. “And I was expecting him to laugh at me, but he didn’t. All he did was sigh and teach me. Magic, studies, law, something about the way he taught those things clicked something in me. And even the things that he didn’t teach but always talked about, like culinary and how people behave, I was able to absorb things and got better. Dare I say,” a smirk forms on his face, “I’m better than Azul in some things.”

“Like flight class.” Floyd grins.

“Like flight class,” Jade repeats smugly. 

And they stop talking. Jade turns his gaze to the distant horizon, looking at something farther than the blue of the sky. Meanwhile, Floyd glances back at the river. He understands that Jade is done talking personal. But it’s fine for him. He can almost hear the unspoken thoughts. Once Azul leaves, who’s going to be the pianist in their little band that makes their every day exciting? Once Azul leaves, who’s going to tell them that they can do it? 

Once Azul leaves, who’s going to understand them?

“So this is where you two are.”

Simultaneously, Floyd and Jade whip their heads around. Floyd swears his heart almost leapt to his chest when he saw those familiar blue eyes. 

One hand in his pocket, Azul stands on the threshold of the bridge. He and Jade fully turn around as he walks towards them until he’s directly in front of both of them. 

“Hello, Azul,” Jade greets, like the conversation a while ago never happened. “How was teaching your next successor what he has to do?”

“Went well,” he answers. “His prior experiences already reassure me, but he’s also demonstrated that he knows what he’s doing. Currently, he and our other dorm mates are taking care of the supplies.”

“Weird that you’re not being so strict, considering how much you value your restaurant,” Floyd comments. “You’re not even gonna be there to make sure nothing’s going wrong?”

“I trust that things are going well with my new successor in charge. I’ve taught him very well enough,” Azul says. “But more importantly… I have matters to discuss with the both of you.”

He turns his head to look at Jade. “Jade, you’ve been out of focus lately. Just a while ago, when you were bringing the box of teacups to the lounge, you were so deep in thought, you didn’t look like you were aware of where you were going. And even during work hours, you haven’t been as sharp as you usually are. A few professors have commented on your slouched posture as well.”

Jade’s eyes widen in surprise. 

“And Floyd.” Azul turns to look at Floyd. “Professors have reported to me that you’ve either been asleep during lectures or interrupting class with an outburst. You’ve also been moodier than usual, and it shows in your cooking and your behavior. I’ve heard a few students rant about you in group projects.”

Floyd briefly remembers the group mate that approached him earlier. 

“So what are you getting at exactly, Azul,” Jade asks. “Even we have our off days as well.”

Azul casts him a pointed look. “Off days for two weeks straight.” 

He receives no quip in reply. 

He crosses his arms. “Jade, Floyd.” His neutral serious tone changes. It quivers slightly. He’s worried. “I know you two well enough that there’s something going on. Is there something that happened?”

Floyd looks away. Jade does as well.

Floyd hates the concern in his tone. It makes him want to break. It makes him want to be upfront about his feelings and how it’s been bothering him. 

But how can someone like him really tell someone like Azul that you’re afraid to lose him somehow? How can he retract all the times he said that their relationship is all transaction and no emotional connection? How do you even start bearing something so vulnerable? 

They must be the same questions that Jade is grappling with now. Jade, who’s usually good at worming his way out of any conversation, has nothing to say to leave this topic. 

Azul sighs, breaking the long silence. “Is this something that has to do with me?”

The twins stiffen. 

Floyd can feel Azul’s gaze towards him. 

A tense moment passes. 

“... I had a feeling.”

He finally looks at him but in confusion. Jade is also facing him with wide eyes. 

Azul exhales through his nose. “You don’t have to tell me anything about what you’re feeling right now. If at all.” He turns around, preparing to leave. His head is bowed down, not letting either twin see his expression. “But I just want to let you know, I’m always here if you need me. Not just for this, but for anything, even if in the future.”

Floyd’s breath hitches.

“Do you… really mean that?” Jade asks, almost meekly.

Azul looks at Jade in puzzlement. “Why wouldn’t I? You two have been with me for all these years, even in my weakest hours. It’s not like I’m going to leave you even after we graduate.”

“Really,” Floyd asks. “Even when you get really busy with university and we’re running our family business?”

“Well, I won’t deny that we will be busy,” he answers. “But I’m not letting go of you two just because of that. You know me too well, after all. And you’ve supported me all these years, it would be embarrassing to leave that unpaid.”

“You mean that?”

“Have I ever broken a promise? If you want, I can even put that on a contract and have you sign it.”

In one single breath, the binding sadness and worry that tightened Floyd’s chest leaves. 

Without thinking, he moves towards Azul and wraps his arms around his slim frame. He ignores the surprised gasp as he buries his face on his shoulder. His breathing feels lighter than it has ever been the past two weeks. 

He feels Jade joining in, hugging Azul from the other side and burying his face on the other shoulder. His breathing sounds even to any person, but to Floyd, he can hear a slight quiver, like Jade is trying to hold back tears. 

“Is… is this what it’s been all about, all this time,” Azul finally asks. His hands move to pat their heads, a motion that always comforted the twins. “You two are strange for worrying about this type of thing.” 

Despite his words, Floyd can hear the smile in Azul’s voice.

#twisted wonderland #twst #floyd leech #jade leech #azul ashengrotto #twst fic

[kibutsulove]

Share your favourite headcannons on Azulon? :)

[Could be unhinged, sweet, anything at all!]

EEP !!! BACKFLIPS

So like…… headcanon one , azulon w/ a prosthetic leg.

Honestly I’ve always loved the concept of fictional characters with prosthetic limbs. So like. Why not put one on Azulon, for the vine. This also implies that azulon went through the pain of losing a leg so YIPPEE deserved

And while I’ve already posted my personal interpretation of Azulon’s mom, i also like the idea of Azulon being stolen from one of the temples when he was an infant. Obviously, since Azulon is a firebender, his parents weren’t both air nomads; his mother or father was probably a firebender themself.

So one of the soldiers was probably like, “yo… this baby kinda lookin like a firebender. might not want to barbecue him, right guys” and the other soldiers he was with went “yuh” and then they snatched him cuz it would be more convenient for the fire lord if he just. Stole a baby rather than conceive one at this age.

And it was funny yk. Azulon turned out to be able to firebend but he fucking sucked at doing it at first. Like. He did the traditional forms perfectly but literally only sparks came out. it’s an endless struggle. Azulon waking up in the morning, training, no flame, eat food, train, train, train, NO FLAME. Might as well just pick at the grass at this point.

His instructors also tried to encourage him. But in the WORST way possible, by like threatening his life. But he can’t know how. so. AND THEN SUDDENLY. some bright adult thought about the fact that he was half air nomad. So what if he learned firebending using air bending forms, cuz Fire is similar to Air. (Though Azulon was probably taught that Fire is more so destructive and more powerful)

SORRY IM YAPPING BUT I JUST RLLY LIKE THE IDEA

And another, i saw one about Sozin naming Azulon after his dragon. And i just think it was really nice. Makes me wonder what happened to it when Sozin started the tradition of killing the dragons for honor.

#sulove speaks #azulon #atla #sulove headcanons #ty zeno for letting me yap btw #rare sulove paragraph moment #i love azulon you guys don’t understand

[kasey-writes-stuff]

I wasn’t gonna post this was just gonna keep it for pretty boy’s eyes only but he’s asked me to post it so <3 hehe it’s not much just got hit with inspiration and motivation to write him a lil something for his birthday.. @mushiewrites

Dream clenched and unclenched his fists where they rested above his head. His cheeks were already light pink from pure anticipation just with George sitting on his thighs. George was grinning ear to ear where he sat.

“Are you ready Dream?”

Dream gulps softly and nods.

“Y-yea I’m ready.”

George nods smirking softly as he leans down and starts pressing gentle kisses to dreams upper tummy.

“Here we go! 1.. 2.. 3… 4..”

Dream squeaked bursting into giggles and clasping his hands together behind his head.

“EEK! Nhahaha eheheehe gehehehohorrrgehehe!”

George smiles mumbling into dreams tummy as he starts kissing the left side of it.

“If you make me lose count I’m gonna have to start all over idiot! 5..6..7..8…”

Dream shakes his head giggling his arms shaking his cheeks bright pink.

“Nahahah nehehe yooouuu cahahahnnnttt!”

George smirks softly at him moving to kiss the right side of it.

“Well it’s simple then just don’t make me lose count and I won’t have to start all over got it? 9..10..11..12.”

Dream nods squealing when George hits a particularly sensitive spot, his arms coming down just slightly for a moment but he quickly puts them back up grabbing the head board softly.

“EEP! Nehehhe thahahttt whahsss nohottt fahahaihirrr!”

George shrugs as he starts kissing his lower tummy.

“Fair schmair but either way I’m the one in charge here and I decided I wanna kiss every inch of your tummy so that’s what I’m gonna do! 13..14..15..16.”

Dream squeaks and bucks his tummy arching up into George’s lips involuntarily as his giggles turn to giggly laughter just a bit.

“EEK! NAHhahahaha HAHAHA nohoho NOHOTT thehrrrhehehe!”

George rolls his eyes as he places his lips just above dreams tummy button.

“We’ve been over this idiot I wanna kiss every inch of your tummy and that includes your lower tummy plus you’re literally pushing your tummy closer to my lips which means you really love it there! 17..18.”

Dream squeaks again his tummy arching again as his slight giggly laughter breaks into full blown giggly laughter his cheeks light red as he shakes his head in denial.

“EEK IHI dohoho nohHOHOTTT ihi CAHANNTT hehehllpPPP IHITT!”

George rolls his eyes unable to hold back a fond smile as his lips move to the right of dreams button.

“Yea yea I know you can’t but it’s not like even if you could help it that you would so shut up 19..20.”

Dream squeals this time as his grip on the head board tightens as he fervently shakes his head in denial.

“EEP NAHAHHA yoouu sHUHUTTT uhuhuppp IHIHI Tohotthahallyyy WWOOUHULLDD ihihifff IHI Couhuhlddd!”

George scoffs as he moves to the left of dreams button.

“Yes you’re saying that with your lips but your eyes and your blush tell a different story dreamie 21..22.”

Dream silently curses himself for his eyes giving so much away and for blushing so easily.

“NOHOHO thahattsss SOHO nohottt TTRUHUHEHE yoourrhehhee CCLLEHEHARRLYYYY sehehhihinggg WROHONGG cahuhusshehehe YOURHEHE SOHO ohohlddd!”

George tsks shaking his head blowing out a puff of air.

“Oh dream you’re such an idiot you should not have done that 23..24.”

Dreams eyes widen butterflies swirling his stomach as a million thoughts cross his mind wondering what George might do.

“NEHEH whahattt LIHIHIKKEHHE ihihimmm scHAHAREEHEHEDDD ohofff YOOOUUU plehehhahahssshehehe!”

George takes a deep breathe before moving his lips to right on dreams button.

“Just keep digging yourself a bigger hole Dream yea keep taunting me into doing worse and wait and see what’s gonna happen 25..”

Dream shrieks bursting into laughter his tummy arching the most into george's lips yet. Okay look kisses usually aren’t this bad for him but having so many and it being combined with the counting and George telling him he had to keep his arms up or else he’d start all over every time they fell down it all combined to make the poor puppy feel hyper sensitive to them.

“AEEH NAHAHHAA GEHEHEHEHOHOHORRRGGHEHE IHIHI CAHHAHNNNTTT!”

George snickers and pulls away.

“Relax you big baby I’m done.”

Dream starts to sigh a breathe of relief giggling residually but he’s cut off by George.

“Oho thahnkk-“

George clicks his tongue grabbing a toothbrush and flipping it on.

“With the kisses!”

Dreams eyes widen and he immediately starts pleading his hands flying down and trying to grab the toothbrush from George.

“Nonono please please georgie I can’t you know I- I- if the kisses did me that badly then that will literally kill me!”

George chuckles and shrugs, before placing it in dreams button.

“You should’ve thought about that before lying to me and sassing me, now lay here and take this for the next 25 seconds!”

Dream let out a small scream his body reaching a new height he didn’t know he was capable of nearly knocking George off in the process.

“AAH HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA NAHHAHAHAHAHHAA HOOHOHOLLLYYY COHOHOWWWW!”

George cant help the love struck smile as he watches Dream, his eyes shut tight, his cheeks red as a cherry, his ears pink as bubble gum.

“Mhm bet you’ll think next time before you speak won't you idiot?”

Dream nods tears beginning to prick at his eyes he’s just about at the edge of his safeword as he feels the toothbrush push in father.

“AHAHAHAHA IHIHI WIHIHILLL IHIHI WIHILLL IHIHI PROHOHOMMMIHISSHEHE PLEHEHAASHEHEH GEHEHOHORRRGGEHEHEE!”

George sighs softly a fond smile on his face as he mentally counts down the last few seconds before turning the brush off quickly pulling it out and sliding off the taller man.

“Alright alright it’s all over you’re okay now.”

Dream immediately curls up clutching his stomach as he giggles residually.

“Ohoho mihiyyy gohohsshhh”

George quickly goes and grabs a water from the kitchen returning moments later and carefully handing it to Dream.

“Here drink this.”

Dream slowly sits up taking the bottle his giggles subsiding a bit and opens it drinking a few small sips before placing it on the night stand beside him and laying back down making grabby hands.

“Thahahnkkk yoouu can I have cuddles now?”

George rolls his eyes fondly as he lays down behind the taller one arm wrapping comfortably around his torso as the other falls in his hair gently playing with it.

“You’re such an idiot.”

Dream nods smiling and sighing contently.

“Yea but at least I’m your idiot.”

The end

#Kasey writes stuff #lee!dream #ler!george

[kaluxsims]

A dress so simple and cute that I wanted it for EveryBody! GP03DressFlower comes from TS4 Dine Out and I think no one else had converted it because it's so simple. But when I saw the gradient recolors @hamburgercakes (@javabeandreams ?) did, I knew I'd be converting the mesh myself. I added the TS4BG FlatsBallet, which I also converted, and recolored to coordinate with the dresses.

They're available in all 20 Basically EveryBody shapes. I even made a chart this time! This post is looong, because this project has 20 meshes and 660 textures.

(If you noticed the little flaws on AM and AMTr in the preview above, I noticed them too and fixed them.)

Left to right in the preview are AM, AM_MFM (fat), TMAndro, AMTr, AF (preg), EMAndro, and AFAndro.

Shape chart, all shapes are wearing EAxis_01:

All adult meshes have both morphs. Teens and Elders have fat morphs. I forgot to enable the adult custom bodyshapes for elders this time. It's pretty easy to do that yourself, if you want.

I had to compromise a little on the bone assignments, since the dress length is awkward, just below the knee. To minimalize clipping and weird bending, they look slightly odd when they're sitting. It's not too bad. I figured how they look walking and running was more important.

They're not BSOK'ed, because I still don't get how that works. Sorry!

They come in hamburger/java's 15 gradients and the 18 EAxis textures, some of which I edited to be a little less...a little more...um...to look better? You know how some EAxis stuff can be.

On to the swatches...

Java gradients:

EAxis:

NOTE: Everything except AF and AM is repo'ed. All textures with breasts are linked to AF. All flat chested textures are linked to AM. Everything is tooltipped.

Download (meshes included):

ALL 20 shapes, ALL 33 textures - SFS or MediaFire

Andro shapes, Java gradient - SFS or MediaFire

EAxis shapes, Java gradient textures - SFS or MediaFire

Fat shapes, Java gradient - SFS or MediaFire

Trans shapes, Java gradient - SFS or MediaFire

EAxis shapes, EAxis textures - SFS or MediaFire

Andro shapes, EAxis textures - SFS or MediaFire

Fat shapes, EAxis textures - SFS or MediaFire

Trans shapes, EAxis textures - SFS or MediaFire

Credits: javabeandreams/hamburgercakes for the gradient textures, 4t2 Conversion Database for various resources, @withlovefromsimtown for AMTr and AFTr bodyshapes, Aquilegia for androgyny bodyshapes, Melodie9 for Fat Male, Frannysims for Momma Lisa

I tested these pretty extensively, but please let me know if anything is glitchy.

There are a bunch more TS4 recolors for this dress, and I'll convert at least some of them eventually. I'll probably convert it for CU too. Eventually. This project took forever and I need to not look at this dress again for a while. 😂 I realized that, as simple as this dress looks, the bare shoulders and mid length made it kinda fiddly to convert. From now on, my Basically EveryBody projects will mostly be things that have already been converted, either by me or someone else. Well...aside from this WIP.

I also need to hunker down and do showerproof skintones and completers for my new bodyshapes. And soon. I have a vacation coming up next month, then Simblreen. Eep. I'm excited for both though.

#sims 2 EveryBody #ts2cc #sims 2 custom content #sims 2 clothes #sims2cc #sims 2 cc #s2cc #sims 2 download #sims 4t2 #the sims 2 cc #trans sims #sims 2 bodyshapes #sims 2 momma lisa

[lesbian-de-chat]

talk about el gato (langur de chat!!!) anf uhhhgmf. cappuccino vs langues parents I just lovb seeing ur ramble posts ok .

Hi i love you so much ok im finally getting to this ask im sooo eepy but oh well my rambles are the best when im exhausted . I think that cappuccino isnt usually intimidated by people ,,, if anything shes the one who usually is intimidating others but for some reason langues parents Actually scare the living shit oit of her like he does NOT want to talk to them ever.

Langues parents dont rlly like her (disorganized, constantly grumpy, messy appearence, smoker, coffee addict, etc. just a bad influence for their perfect precious angel child) but like They arent MEAN about it they just. Respectfully dislike her. they arent even mean or rude to cap in any way but once shes around them she starts acting really awkward and unlike himself like. Trying to stand straighter and sound more professional. they ask her if she likes burgers and shes like "oh great heavens no!! theyre far too greasy for my tastes" and langue is like ??? Are you ok do i need to rush you to a hospital are you havinf a stroke rn

like. its ooc but thats the point and its very funny to me HZBDKFB cappu can ridicule people in court all the time, she doesnt neccesarily care what people think of him and doesnt put much effort in his appearence because of that (unless its something that will actually affect her reputation and interfere with his job), but when langue is like Oh my parents will be there then suddenly for some reason cappuccino is desperately trying to get all the tangles out of her hair with his fingers. Do you see my vision

possibly its because of cappuccinos past experiences with her parents (she had Awful biological parents and equally as bad adoptive ones) but idk . havent thought much about that.

Anyways i do think that cappu grows on langues parents . Langue would hide their relationship for as long as they can (they know that their parebts already dont like cap very much and they are Very overprotective and picky about partners) and while their parents would probably give cap some looks at the start i think . they would grow to like her and probably spoil him just as much as langue . Which she is not used to ! Cappu is not used to supportive and affectoionate parents

ok im gonna eep . thank you for this /gen tbis was so fun to type :3

[petri808]

Day 9 @flufftober “love/annoyance at first sight” Bakudeku Drabble

“Damn it!” Bakugou growls as he stares at the sheet of paper on the bulletin board. The first semesters student rankings has just been posted and to his irritation, he places second. “Who the hell is Izuku Midoriya?!”

At Bakugou’s growl, the gathering of students part like the Red Sea at Moses’ command, and everyone turns to look at a green-haired man at the back of the crowd. Amongst the whispers, the poor guy having been singled-out is like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming truck, wide-eyed and petrified, he swallows hard and slowly, tentatively raises his hand. “Um… t-that’s me.”

Heads turn like a wave from back to front, front to back, staring between the two men, waiting for the next move. Most of the student body have gone to school with Katsuki Bakugou since primary school and are curious as to who this newcomer is. Those in Midoriya’s home room know the boy is brilliant, but now it’s confirmed. They hold their collective breaths, waiting for a bloodbath… but are only returned with a confused silence from the reigning Bakugou.

Seconds tick by as a staring contest forms between Midoriya and the blonde who’s face has flushed pink and mouth hangs agape. Bakugou is stunned silent at the freckle-faced mouse who’s kinda… cute! Big, emerald eyes shining from the hint of moisture brought on by fear and messy hair that looks unkempt, yet so soft and touchable, drawing him in… wanting to run his fingers through—

“Did I do something wrong?” Midoriya questions to break the stalemate. “I-I didn’t mean to make anyone mad.”

Right, rival! Bakugou snaps out of it. Damn, what is he doing thinking this guy is cute! Cute! “Oi! I’m the top student here!” He finally responds. “Who the hell do you think you are coming to this school and think you can beat me!”

“Eep!” Midoriya flinches back a step and puts his hands up in defense. “I’m just doing my best, I-I don’t even know who you are.”

More whispers abound from the crowd, how does he not know who Bakugou is they gossip. Most of the high achieving students are super competitive and well aware of who their rivals are and yet this guy claims not to have immediately figured it out when he arrived at school? He must be playing dumb, hoping it’ll take some of the heat off.

“Tch!” Bakugou sneers and walks right up to Midoriya. “Well, now you know, so you best stay out of my way nerd!” He then shoves past and heads to his home room, leaving the crowd of gawkers shocked.

“Whoa,” one of the students exclaims as the crowd begins to disburse. “You’re damn lucky he didn’t destroy you.”

Midoriya breathes a sigh of relief. Truthfully, he’s still in shock, confused, and yeah, he too thought he’d get hit or something. But he’s not going to let fear stop him from doing his best in school either. Maybe he’ll try to ask to this Bakugou guy later when things have calmed down. “Yeah, me too,” Midoriya agrees and heads in the opposite direction for his home room.

Unbeknownst to the the other students, the moment Bakugou is out of eye and ear shot, he stops and leans against a wall to collect himself. He’s still pissed about the score, but now he’s even more annoyed with himself over falling for a guy at first sight. “Get a grip, idiot!” He chastises himself. Just because Midoriya looks like a lost puppy he’d take home to cuddle with, doesn’t mean he’s in love! Damn right! “There’s no way,” Bakugou repeats in a failing effort to convince himself. “No way at all…” But too bad for the blonde, the arrow has already hit its mark whether he likes it or not.

#flufftober 2023 #bakudeku #bakudeku drabble #bakudeku fan fic #bnha #petri808 #unedited

[tallyhoot]

I ACCIDENETLY LIKE DPOYUR POST OIM SORRY BUT. ARE YOU OKAY THOIUGH??? DO YOU WANT TO TLAK BAOUT WHATS HAPPENED OR ANYTHING?>??? /NF IF YOU DONT UH. TAKE SOME HUGS WHICH I CANT SEND THRU EMOJIS BEAUSE THIS COMPUTER SUCKS

— 🌗

Flops on the floor

just sad and tired

Got yelled at already

and I miss eclipse

and I didn’t eep well

today not good

🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

#eddies asks!

[tagomago]

hey i just followed and am going thru yr blog rn (as y can probly tell lol) and i got to yr post where u were listeninf to marquee moon by television. i fucjing love that album!! was wondering if u have any recommendations for albums/artists/songs that r in like the samw vein. ps im prty drunk rn so sorry foe all tge typos lmao

hi!!!! wonderful album and eep yes i do. here are some albums. mostly art punk/post-punk from a similar time :)

pink flag by wire

public image: first issue by public image limited

live at the witch trials by the fall

horses by patti smith

go girl crazy by the dictators

outside of that non-specifically maybe a couple of artists u could check out r like. the modern lovers if u dont know them well already or like interpol?

#bigjuicys-world #ask #thank u for the question i hope at least a couple might be new to you!! they're not like. obscure but i have to admit my post-punk knowledg #is not the best but i know what i know and like so hopefully these fit the bill :)

[excadrill]

tagged by @yj-98 ilyyy 🫶🫶🤍

RULES: Reveal the titles of the documents in your WIP folder and tag as many people as there are documents. Let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit!

tag as many people as their are wips.. eep.. sorry i'd put this under a cut but it's not working on mobile 😭

ankhgiveaway.sai [i held an art giveaway in february and havent finished the prizes even tho i keep looking at them and going 'i need to and Want to finish this..']

yuukigiveaway.sai [same as above but the person who requested this one deactivated so i. don't know if i'm still gonna finish it]

sonomomo.sai [my current priority 'For Me' wip.. ive shared this wip w some people but ive never done a proper piece for the 'cycle of life and death' thing for them so that's what this one is..💙❤️]

exozinewip5.sai [pokemon zine oc piece, not supposed to share zine wips so idk if i should say more but it's of my beloved gymsona.. this zine will be free + digital and i'll ofc be promoting it more when it's done but it's soooo cute keep your eyes out for this one :3c '5' not bc im contributing multiple pieces but bc this piece is big and slightly intimidating for me so i keep saving different versions when i do major merges]

pocketzine-nymble.sai [another pokemon zine piece, so i can't really say more But it's not the only thing im contributing to this zine, ive just finished all my other stuff already]

oczine-thumbs.sai [thumbs for an oc zine i signed up for that i'll probably drop out of bc im not feeling like a vibe w everyone else there >w>;;; ]

philip.sai [philip piece ive had sitting around basically since i finished W.. about a year ago now i think ? but i transferred it to my '23 wips folder bc i still wanna finish it..it was supposed to be a 'this one will be quick and easy so i'll have smthn i Finished this month outside of zine stuff' but. zine stuff took up all my time and energy oops]

mrtourism.sai [this one's a silly post-canon kirihiko art i've Also had sitting around for like a year. i chip away at this one sometimes but then keep restarting bc im unsatisfied with the lines i wish i could just sit down and finish it bc i Love Him]

platform.sai [ummm silly ryotaro thing i drew after watching the den-o final stage ^__^ not a high priority one but it's cute so like. maybe one day]

punkjackhelmet.sai [file name was bc i was originally doing helmet studies before it turned into a full sketch. punkjack with the beat buckle bc i was doing this right after his special came out 🎃🫶]

colourwheel.sai [ummm well. yeah im not good at finishing art memes when theyre still on trend. i did all the sketches for these but i probably won't finish at this point..]

poppyangel.sai [poppy ex-aid i sketched as a break between big stuff the other day that i like a lot so. maybe will finish but might just post unfinished if i cant find the energy to get to this one sooner. feel bad that i like ex-aid so much but don't have any clean art done for it..]

millirider.sai [toku oc planning :3 i was saying last night i finally figured the helmet out which ive been struggling with for ages so hopefullyyyy i get around to doing a proper ref sheet]

im not at my laptop rn so im doing this off the top of my head but i THINK that's everything.. tagging umm @ankhisms @heartvisor @madaraki @circeancity @horrorcomedies @yu3s @pleuvoire @kosukeiichi @danothan @seashrine @asticassia @eclipse-song @kirider only if you guys wanna 🤍🤍

#simon says

[fragileizywriting]

i would absolutely adore to write a longer version of marinette (kitty)'s travel times in united states post devastating breakup. she meets luka in the airplane. they're headed to JFK because it's the cheapest usa destination by plane. there's only one car at the car rental. his mom told him that the best way for him to get out of his musical slump is for him to go somewhere and hitchhike like she did in the 80s. meanwhile, marinette needed to leave paris entirely and on impulse she bought a ticket.

the two of them share looks at the counter when they realize that either they fight over the remaining jeep at 3;40 AM, or just admit defeat.

"where were you heading?"

"out of here," she muses. "i used to watch so many old movies with my parents about the middle of nowhere united states. i was planning on driving to california but i don't actually have any plans—"

he shrugs. "i was going to vegas and then taking a plane back, do you wanna do that?"

"isn't that, like, a week? on the road? with... with me?"

he gestures to the only car. "well, we've got not a lot of options."

"i'm a stranger."

"so am i," he laughs.

"you'd be willing to spend a week with a stranger?"

"well, i already know you don't snore." with a shrug, he uses the key to unlock the door. "doesn't sound so bad, honestly."

"yeah..."

"besides, there's not just road out there. there are a lot of motels."

well, fuck it. this wasn't what she expected after being dropkicked and curbstomped by her boyfriend, but maybe she'll find peace this way.

"you could kill me," she eeps. "you... you could. theoretically. i mean, we're just... strangers..."

"have some faith in me, why would i take a $400 flight to united states to do that?" he noses on his glasses. "so. you wanna try?"

she takes a breath. "you know what? whatever. it's not like i can get my heart broken any harder than it already is."

#speakizys #sharks and sugar #i'm making a playlist for this and i don't even know if i'm writing for this oh god

[novankenn]

20 Weeks after... The Day after... Everyone is Irish

(Post that Started it All / Post that followed after)

Weiss was nervous as Joan her now steady girlfriend lead her towards the entrance to a fairly massive two story stone and timber home. She knew it was only a formality considering Joan had already announced their relationship to her family... no Weiss was mostly okay... it was Pyrrha and Jaune she was concerned for.

Pyrrha: JAUNE! Stop!

Jaune: I'm sorry! Did I hurt you? Are you okay?

Pyrrha: Jaune please, I'm okay, you're just doing it again... you're hovering and you don;t need to... I'm okay. We'll be okay.

Weiss looked over her shoulder and watched as Jaune hovered about the showing Pyrrha Nikos. While Jaune had announced his own relationship to his family... they had yet to find out about the bundle of joy that was on its way. Though with how much Pyrrha was showing Wiess and Joan figured that maybe there was more than one bundle on the way.

Joan: Ready, Snow-Angel?

Weiss blushed, as she always did when Joan used that pet name. Unable to control her voice she just nodded. The door was yanked open just as Joan raised her hand to knock...

Joan: MA!

Moma Arc: About time the four of ye got here! Get you arses inside, it's a bit chilly out here... and YOU!

Jaune: MA?

Moma Arc: You best be ready, 'cause you knows the rules young man!

Pyrrha: Jaune what is she...

Moma Arc moves past Weiss and Joan to get beside Pyrrha and gently takes her hand to assist her towards the door.

Pyrrha: Oh hello!

Moma Arc: You just come along deary, and welcome to the family.

Pyrrha: Um... Jaune?

Jaune: You see Pyr... um... it's like this... um we're having a baby and no Arc...

Moma Arc: nor McMurray is ever born to thee unwed... so little missus... welcome to the family.

Pyrrha: I... I...

Moma Arc: Girls! You know the drill!

Arc Sisters: Aye!

Pyrrha was shocked to see the homely and welcoming interior of the mansion D'Arc... but not as much as her seeing the sea of at least two dozen girls with various lengths and shades of blond hair.

Jaune: God damn it! Their all here.!

Moma Arc: You dang right they is! Girls!

Pyrrha was lead to a love seat and took a the free space next to Weiss. Joan no where to be seen, with Jaune also vanishing.

Pyrrha: Weiss are you okay?

Weiss: I'm scared... Pyrrha... terrified.

The pair of young ladies were startled when the drums, penny whistles, fiddles and hand clapping started.

Weiss / Pyrrha : ...

ARC Family: Step we gaily, on we go Heel for heel and toe for toe Arm in arm and row on row All for Marie's wedding

Step we gaily, on we go Heel for heel and toe for toe Arm in arm and row on row All for Marie's wedding

Pyrrha and Weiss began to blush as a pair of the Arc family, two adorable young girls no more than maybe seven or eight came skipping through the room carrying bouquets of Lavendar and Heather over to Pyrrha and Weiss...

Weiss / Pyrrha: Ah? Thank you?

ARC Family: Over hillways up and down Myrtle green and bracken brown Past the shielings through the town All for sake of Marie

Step we gaily, on we go Heel for heel and toe for toe Arm in arm and row on row All for Marie's wedding

Pyrrha / Weiss: ...

Joan and Jaune reemerged from amid the gathered Arc clan, both in formal suits with kilts... causing both Weiss and Pyrrha to blush even more at the fine figures their significant others cut.

ARC Family: Red her cheeks as rowans are Bright her eyes as any star Fairest of them all by far Is our darling Marie

Step we gaily, on we go Heel for heel and toe for toe Arm in arm and row on row All for Marie's wedding

Step we gaily, on we go Heel for heel and toe for toe Arm in arm and row on row All for Marie's wedding

Pyrrha / Weiss: EEP!

Two of each of the sea of blonds helped them from the love seat while pushing Joan and Jaune into the now empty seat.

ARC Family: Oh plenty herring, plenty meal Plenty peat to fill her creel Plenty bonny bairns as well That's the toast for Marie

Step we gaily, on we go Heel for heel and toe for toe Arm in arm and row on row All for Marie's wedding

Jaune: They are so going to be pissed at us...

Joan: At you, Jaune. Pissed at you.

Jaune: I'm not...

Joan: You know the rules... we were born together... we get married together...

Jaune: I know... I know...

ARC Family: Step we gaily, on we go Heel for heel and toe for toe Arm in arm and row on row All for Marie's wedding

Step we gaily, on we go Heel for heel and toe for toe Arm in arm and row on row All for Marie's wedding

Jaune / Joan: ... so beautiful...

(Images generated by perchance ai text-to-image)

ARC Family: Step we gaily, on we go Heel for heel and toe for toe Arm in arm and row on row All for Marie's wedding

Step we gaily, on we go Heel for heel and toe for toe Arm in arm and row on row All for Marie's wedding

Joan is placed next to Weiss, while Jaune is paired with Pyrrha. The quartet quickly finding themselves gently being shuffled along into the backyard...

ARC Family: Step we gaily, on we go Heel for heel and toe for toe Arm in arm and row on row All for Marie's wedding

/==/ SO NOW it is confirmed... I've totally lost it! /==/

#rwby #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #joan arc #weiss schnee #google translate #the Arc family #ai generated illustrations #youtube #Youtube

[yxstxrdrxxm]

(Since i already did reveal myself, i'll just send asks without being an anon lol)

Oh! That's easy, actually. Although we won't be available when we leave tomorrow, we contacted a certain someone that can run this blog and inform us of any messages you have for either me or Eros ^^

Navina? 👀

Speaking of, Eros wanted to tell you that he appreciated your presence, Mochi! Every time we talked about you and the others, I've seen him smile and mutter something about getting a calico cat and naming her after you. It was so cute! Eros never had any close friends other than me, so seeing her talk about everyone and you like we were all best friends warmed my heart.

SJNSKSJDJD- THAT IS SO CUTE??? Naming a calico cat after me, awhhh 🥺 cupid, can you tell eros that i appreciate knowing her too?? Tell her i said she's very cute too- (and yk there's something funny about your words. I also have a calico cat roaming around my house lmaoo, why is my life so full of funny coincidence-)

Aha... Anyways, before I go on rambling, that's all I can say. We'll see what we can do to make things easier and so we can speak to you all again, hehe! I hope you'll still be around when that happens :D

Oh yeah, i forgot to copy the sentence, but uhh, about that interesting thing in next month, i'll be sure to keep my eyes on it! Whether it'd be another event (i doubt it would be this one, please rest navina 💀) or anything else, i will be enthusiastic about it :] AND YES, I WILL STILL BE AROUND 🙆🏻‍♀️ you can't get rid of me, i'm like that small mistake when you're drawing and you just can't seem to erase it unless you get to the layer who has it-

Hehe, whoever it is will be a surprise, but I'll tell Eros that you appreciate the sentiment as well! She's out right now to get some last minute groceries (and also snacks, we'll be having a small movie night to celebrate our resignation!), so she'll definitely be pleased to hear your message.

Anyway, its nice to see you'll stick around even if we won't be here, then :D hope you enjoy what else will go down while we're busy settling some last minute plans.

(note from yours truly: HELPAIDSRFHUI NOT THE CALICO CAT... dwdw, Im gonna rest for after the main story + maybe writing the dlc fics. on hindsight, they might not be guaranteed to be all posted because bro, my brain needs a huge reboot when this sht is all done and dusted. orz.)

(tbh the next one wont be abt OLC anymore, thankfully, but! it will also reference this + make small cameos. Dont know what I'll do this time around when I get the chance but we shall see kek)

(Istg though when Im done Im gonna limit whoever I'll write. I love writing all of these characters and thinking abt them but God do I now resent how many I have to research. fuck THAT.)

(anyways!! I shall go eep for a good while on writing + maybe post dlcs. I will say that some fics will most def not be published even after the week for dlc stuff/extra fics because my brain just. isnt braining. orz orz im gonna cry. i'll prolly post them randomly idk HAIUHDUFSI anyways ill shut up now goodbye—)

#💌 ;; messenger writes #💌 ;; promising letter: one last call #💌 ;; a letter from: mochinon-yah #;; ill make a proper tag for cupid but aaaaaa too lazy #;; anyways yuh #;; tmr is the last day of the main story + event so I am VERY stoked #;; finally... now i gotta worry of the dlc stuff LMAO #;; might just make some short snippets though. writing full fics is rlly taxing esp to those i dont know much on writing for #;; so theirs will be as short as wandys #;; but the rest... we'll see lol. #;; we'll see.

[human-monokuma]

Over 300 Followers!!!!

*Monokuma was sleeping in his bed. Then he suddenly wakes up.*

“AH SHIT! I HIT OVER 300 FOLLOWERS! I NEED TO DO SOMETHING FOR THE OCCASION!!!” *Monokuma stumbles out of bed and struggles to get to his feet and prepares to make the announcment. After a while, he stands before the camera.*

“Ahem. Hello everyone! Your eyes aren’t deceiving you! We here at @human-monokuma​ has reached over 300 followers! A milestone we never thought was possible. Like at all. Like damn. The mod of this blog never expected to reach this many followers like this before. Therefore, to celebrate this wonderful occassion, we will.....we will........Uh...” *I had him a piece of paper.* “Oh thanks. We will be doing a month long event where whatever M!A you send in the ask box, including rp starts, will remain in effect until the month is over.........”

“Wait. Wha-”

That’s right everyone! For the entire month, whatever M!A you sent, I’ll answer the ask while leaving the M!A in effect for the whole month.

“I’m not agreeing to this!”

Too bad. It’s already sent in stone. :)

“You bitch, I’m going to kick your fucking ass!!!!”

EEP! 0_0′ *I run for my life as Monokuma chase after me.*

But for real though, thank you everyone who has been following this blog form the beginning. This is an amazing milestone and I’m happy that I was able to entertain enough of you to keep coming back for more. As such, the rules of this celebration are simple, whatever M!A you send in the asks, it’ll remain in affect until the month is over. This will carry over into the rps as well. So go wild and pile on the M!As. They can be as weird and funny and whatever that comes to your mind. Also November is my birthday month, which is next Tuesday as when this post is posted. In any case, looking forward to having fun with you guys. Thanks for everything. I really appreciate it.

Now if you may excuse me, I’m going to hide in my basement for the remainder of the month.

Monokuma’s voice: “SHOW YOURSELF, YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!”

Pray for me. :’)

[andthatisnotfake]

2, 5, 6, 7

Tell us about what you’re most looking forward to writing – in your current project, or a future project

I'm so excited about writing so many things!! I think the things I'm mostly excited for are the ending of my bartender AU, because it's cute af and because I want to post it already, and the next (last?) chapter of WWD (I've started it, but the part I'm most excited about is the end).

What character that you’re writing do you most identify with?

Probably Wille in... well, anything I write lol. The insecurities, welp.

I also love writing DRUK2 Lawrie (Lawrence), deeply relatable.

What character do you have the most fun writing?

Probably Pippa and Ginny in any DRUK2 fic, because they're completely unpredictable.

What do you think are the characteristics of your personal writing style? Would others agree?

I would love if someone could tell me, actually. I think I write a lot of dialogues and they feel quite natural. I don't know if people agree, but I sure hope so.

EDIT: I had the wrong post!! I had to search my blog for the post, and only when I went to answer the second ask did I realize that lol. Well, at least I hadn't started that one yet.

So here you go, the answers to the questions you've actually asked:

2. Why do you write fanfiction?

Because these little fuckers live rent free inside my mind and keep role-playing and won't leave me the fuck alone until I write down the things they're up to in there.

5. What’s the fic you’re most proud of?

I feel especially proud whenever I finish a long fic. I think Always Starting Over is one of them, but lately also Don't You Forget About Me. I'm also really proud of That's what you get (when you let your heart win), even though I haven't finished that one yet.

6. What element of writing do you find comes easily?

The dialogues, for sure. Especially those among friends, the ones that are just for fun and don't necessarily move the plot. But even the angsty ones, yes, normally come naturally. These fuckers won't shut up in my head, I'm just typing what they're saying.

7. What element of writing do you struggle with most?

Descriptions, ooof! Especially when it comes to describing what the characters are feeling. I can do it, but I always feel like it's not eep enough.

And now, yes, onto the next ask.

#ask tags