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guinea-pig16 · 5 months

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House Call

Harvey x Farmer!Reader

Fic is below the cut! Please enjoy!

Summary: Harvey gets calls from people in Pelican Town who are concerned for the new farmer's health. Harvey goes and pays the new farmer a visit.

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Word Count: 2100+

Warnings: Wounds, bruises, burns

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Harvey walked past the bus stop, medical bag in hand, enjoying the warm breeze. It was late spring, the days getting warmer and longer as summer attempted to take over. He was on his way to the old farm that had been taken over by a newcomer a couple months ago. The new farmer, named Y/N, had already gained the reputation of being incredibly friendly. They would come into town frequently to get tasks from the help board, buy supplies, donate items to the museum, or just to chat with the townsfolk. Harvey personally didn’t talk to them much, not that he avoided them of course, he just tended to stay inside his clinic, oftentimes missing their visits into town.

He was on his way to the farm because he had gotten a series of calls from his fellow townspeople concerned for Y/N’s health. Apparently, they had gone to the saloon late last night appearing battered and bruised after an adventure to the mines. Harvey was fairly certain that they were fine as he’d heard they frequented the mines quite often, but being a doctor, he couldn’t say they’d be fine if he didn’t at least check on them.

Harvey entered the farm and looked around in slight awe. The last time he saw the old farm it was overgrown with gnarled trees, weeds, and stones. Now it was nothing but a clear field (with the occasional large stones and logs) with plots of crops growing happily in the soil. Something was off though as he stepped closer. He was no farmer by any means, but the plots didn’t appear to be watered yet. He looked to his left. The mailbox still had its flag up, meaning the mail hadn’t been checked. He furrowed his brow and checked his watch. It was about 15 minutes past 9.

Odd… I thought they were usually up and about by this time. He thought as he climbed the steps to the porch. Their house was quite small, looking more like a cabin than a house. It seemed as though they had attempted to repair some of the cracks and holes on the outside themself. He knocked on the door.

From inside he heard shuffling and a quiet groan, then a muffled coming. As he heard footsteps approaching the door, he quickly gave himself a once over, smoothing his coat and readjusting his collar. The door swung open and a tired (slightly annoyed) Y/N clad in pajamas greeted him. They stared at him blearily before recognition flashed in their eyes. They quickly straightened and cleared their throat.

“Uh, Dr. Harvey. What a surprise, I didn’t expect to see you.” They said, fixing him with a slightly strained polite smile. Harvey quickly glanced them over, trying to see any injuries. They were wearing a loose long-sleeve shirt and baggy pajama pants with slippers. He didn’t notice any physical ailments.

“Please, just call me Harvey. I came today because I’ve received several phone calls from people in town concerned about your well being.” He said. He watched as their face flushed slightly. They brought a hand to the back of their neck and glanced at the floor, shuffling slightly.

“...Ah, I see… Well, I’m doing fine, just a lil’ worn out from last night. Nothing some rest can’t fix, y’know?” They said sheepishly. Harvey raised a brow at them, causing them to shrink slightly.

“I was told you looked like you had gotten into a fight with a bear last night.”

“...Oh… well… yeah…” They stared at their feet.

“Have you treated your wounds at least?” He asked.

“Um… yeah…?” They said, sounding unsure.

“May I check?” Harvey asked. He saw them hesitate to answer. “It won’t take long, I just want to make sure your wounds don’t get infected.” He clarified, giving them a small smile. He watched them consider his offer. After a moment, they sighed and stepped to the side.

“Alright, you make a good point. Come in, I’ll make some coffee.” With that, they walked inside letting Harvey follow. He closed the door behind him and looked around. It was fairly small, but cozy. Their bed was pressed into a corner, the sheets a mess. There was a fireplace against the far wall and a box tv sitting next to it with a pillow in front of it to act as a chair. Against the right wall was a small kitchenette, a table with two chairs, and a door which he assumed led to the bathroom.

Y/N gestured towards the table. “Go ahead and have a seat, make yourself at home.” Harvey walked to the table and set his bag down. He sat and observed them as they rummaged around to find coffee grounds. A slight frown settled on his face as he noticed their movements. If they moved too fast, they’d wince and slow down. There was the slightest limp to their steps as they went to the sink to fill the coffee machine. They sat down in the other chair, moving slowly as if going faster would hurt too much.

They watched Harvey as he shrugged off his coat and opened his bag, pulling out a thermometer. He turned to them.

“Alright, to start I’m going to take your temperature.” He leans close and places the thermometer against their forehead. “Have you been experiencing any headaches, tiredness, or nausea?” He asks. He doesn’t notice how Y/N begins to flush.

“Um… no, not that I know of…? I’m just kinda… sore.” They say, letting out a breath as Harvey leans back and checks the thermometer. Their temperatures normal. That’s good, it doesn't seem as though they have an infection. He glances at them. I’d better still check where they’ve been injured though. He places the thermometer back in his bag and rolls up his sleeves.

“Your temperature is normal. Where have you been feeling sore?” He asks. They rest their head in their hand, drumming their fingers, appearing uncomfortable.

“Um, mostly my back and legs. My arms are pretty sore too.” Harvey nods.

“So, what exactly happened last night?” He asks.

They look at the table, appearing embarrassed. “Well… I went mining and uh, might’ve gotten a bit in over my head… There were a lot more monsters than last time and… I think you can guess the rest…” They traced patterns in the wood of the table. Harvey grimaced. He knew the mines were full of dangerous creatures. Slimes, bats, rock crabs, huge flies, shadow people and more.

“May I see?” They stare at him for a moment.

“...See what?”

“...Your injuries…?” He says, raising a brow. Y/N flushed, eyes widening.

“Um, they’re not that bad! Don’t worry about them, I’m fine! Probably just need some pain pills to be honest…” They say quickly, tugging on their sleeve. Harvey had a feeling that they didn’t want him to see their wounds. Either because they were embarrassed, or they were that bad.

“I just want to make sure you’ve properly dressed them.” They looked down at the table. “I’ll leave as soon as I see you’re okay. That’s the only reason I’m here.” Harvey said. They nervously tapped their fingers on the table and then let out a sigh.

“...Alright…” With that, they began to lift their shirt off. He sees them wince slightly as they raise the shirt off their torso. He grimaces as he sees black and yellow bruises adorning their sides and stomach. They had shoddily wrapped a bandage around their middle and upper right arm, dried blood having bloomed to the surface.

“May I remove the bandage?” He asked. Y/N nodded slightly, looking to the side, embarrassed. Harvey stood and gently began to remove the bandage from their arm. He stopped when they winced, and then proceeded even slower.

Harvey winced himself when he fully removed the bandage. There was a large burn on their upper arm, it appeared to be an acid burn. Y/N glanced at him and cleared their throat, looking sheepish.

“Yeah… A slime got me when I wasn’t paying attention. Could’ve been worse, my shirt took most of the hit… Bastard ruined a good shirt…” They trailed off.

“...I see. And you know how to treat burns like this?” He asked, opening his bag. He pulled out a fresh bandage and some petroleum jelly and a sterile cloth. They tapped their fingers nervously on the table.

“...Wrap it…?” Harvey smiled slightly and went to the sink and ran water over the cloth.

“Yes, but you’re supposed to rinse off the burn first with water to clear any harmful residue. Then you wrap it loosely. You wrapped yours too tight. Wrapping it too tightly could cause it to swell.” He sat back down and began to gently wipe the burn. He frowned, the burn had already begun to swell slightly.

“...Oh…” Y/N’s face was flushed as they stared at the floor. The two of them sat in silence for a few minutes as Harvey treated the burn, wiping it down and then spreading petroleum jelly on it.

“...You didn’t think to call me?” He asked quietly, wrapping the burn loosely with the fresh bandage. He waited for a response, not fully expecting one.

“...I didn’t want to bother you…” They said softly. Harvey halted at that. He looked at them incredulously.

“You didn’t want to bother me, a doctor, who’s whole job is to treat people?” Their face blazed red.

“I don’t know! It was late, the clinic was already closed! And I… I thought I could deal with it myself…” They trailed off, brows furrowed.

Harvey sighed and finished wrapping the bandage. He began to unwrap the bandage around their middle, taking care to go slow.

“Y/N, I am your doctor. Even when the clinic is closed, you can always call me and I’ll take care of you. It’s my job, and I’m happy to do it.” He finished unwrapping the bandage and assessed the wound. It was a decently sized gash. He retrieved some rubbing alcohol from his bag and began cleaning it. Y/N was silent.

“...I know I don’t know you very well, but you can come to me for anything. Doesn’t matter if it’s because you’re sick, or if you’re just in need of some company, I’m here for you, alright? My door’s always open.” He paused. “Well, at least til’ 3, then you’ll need to call me so I can let you in.” Y/N chuckled at that, making him smile. He finished cleaning the gash and put some petroleum jelly on it as well, then wrapped it in new bandages.

“There, good as new!” He said, leaning back. “Your cut on your side was shallow enough to not need stitches. Your burn should heal in a couple weeks, as well as the cut.” He pulled out some pain medicine from his bag and handed the bottle to Y/N. “Take this once every 4 hours for your soreness. It should help.”

“...Thanks, Harvey. For checking on me and everything.” They said, a soft smile on their face. Harvey returned the smile.

“Of course. What kind of doctor would I be if I let a member of the town go without treatment?” At that, the coffee machine beeped, making the two of them turn their heads.

“Oh, coffee’s done.” Y/N stood and put their shirt back on. They grabbed two mugs from the cabinet. “Are you able to stay for a cup? I know you still have to run the clinic and everything, but it wouldn’t be long if you’d like to stay.” They asked. Harvey mulled it over in his head. He probably should be getting back by now… But Maru was working today, and he left a note behind explaining where he was. Besides, one cup wouldn’t hurt, right?

He smiled. “That sounds lovely.” Y/N returned his smile and poured him and them a cup as he packed away his supplies and set his bag on the ground. They set his mug in front of him and sat down. He picked it up and took a sip, savoring the warmth and roast.

“So…” He said, catching Y/N’s attention. “What’s it like in the mines?” A grin spread across their face, their eyes lighting up.

“Well, it’s pretty awesome! The caves are beautiful! And there’s tons of ores and minerals, oh! And if you like fighting, that’s the place to go!” They kept talking, Harvey listening, taking occasional sips of his coffee.

One mug, turned into two, then three. And eventually the pot was empty, but they both kept sitting there, talking about any and everything. Eventually, Harvey had to bid them goodbye and head back to the clinic.

As he walked past the bus stop, enjoying the breeze, he thought back to their smile and laughter as they told him about their adventures to the mines. He smiled to himself. He couldn’t wait to see them again.

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Hello hello hellooooo !!! it's been awhile since I last wrote a fic huh?? This is my first time writing a Stardew fic too !! Hope yall liked it !! Ciao !!!

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ethical-cain-vinnel · 4 months

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currently watching the ultimate christmas movie (die hard) and HOLY SHIT hans gruber is SO FINEEE

#once i finish my fics im writing some about gim #send me hans gruber asks if you have any hehe #hans gruber #hans gruber x reader

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thehyperrequiem · 7 months

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Cookie Run Kingdom- Gim Cookie and the Clothesnatcher

"After a day at the Cookie Kingdom Beach, Gim Cookie discovers that his belongings have been taken. It’s now up to him to take back what was stolen, but it wouldn't be easy considering that he is in a public place full of cookies."

Inspired by the fanfics made by @sundove88

Just a little heads-up; This Story is played by the Gone Swimming, Clothes Stolen Trope and the Barbie Doll Anatomy Trope (With Scenery Censors for fun). So, hilarity will ensue for this exorcist...So yeah, enjoy! 💚🧿

It was a beautiful day in the Cookie Kingdom, everything was calm and peaceful, and every cookie are doing their average everyday life, and nothing strange ever happens...well, almost. Somewhere in a deep dark forest, a Goblin is flying away from something, er someone, and the one chasing the goblin is the famous exorcist; Gim Cookie, with his Gim Talisman in his hands he runs towards the Goblin, trying to catch up with it. "You shall not cause any more trouble, you vile creature!" he said with a brave tone, and he throws the talisman at the goblin, and he unfortunately missed, but he is not giving up that easily. Through many twists and turns in the forest, through taunts from the goblin, and getting dirty in the progress, Gim Cookie finally exorcise the goblin with his gin talisman and the goblin’s taken care of. The exorcist stood there- catching his breath while slouching and sweating, and then he stand up afterwards and went off to his Vacation house.

His Vacation home looks like some house you can find in Yakgwa, but it is green like seaweed, and it has Gim Talisman to ward off any evil spirit away from his vacation house as Gim Cookie enters the beach scenery. The green haired cookie sighed, he is looking forward to give himself cleaned, that forest has not been treating him well; his hair is messy and dirty with sweat and random small branches, his hands are dirty from the dirt he recently tripped on during the search for the goblin, and he smells of sweat as he takes off his hate and put it on the ground, it's a good thing that his vacation house has a good source of water for him to clean, the exorcist let out a exhale of relief and said "Time to get myself cleaned."

After taking off his clothes, folded them and put them on the ground, Gim Cookie walk towards the beach's shore and dipped himself into the cool water. He relaxes and starts cleaning himself up, while his pet, Goblin Wisp uses its magic to clean up his cookie's clothes, which it leaves after it is done, which everything went perfect for Gim Cookie, but what he doesn't know is that he's going to be in for a crazy day, because we see a camera view of what's behind him, it get closer to Gim's area, and then it turns to face the clothes of the exorcist and then, everything went black...

While meanwhile, Gim Cookie was relaxing after a good cleaning in the water, he absolutely loves the gentle sounds of his vacation home's chimes, the waves, the seagulls, fabric- Gim Cookie's alert went up from the sound of fabric being moved and he looked around, it came from the spot where he put his clothes at. He gets out of the water and back on land, with a beach rock covering his lower parts and his body showing off scars from previous exorcisms as he looks around for the source of sound, but when he looks at the spot where he puts his clothes at- "My clothes!" he gasped, how did this happen he wondered? And that is when he found out who's the culprit; a Spirit with ribbon arms holding onto the clothes.

With no hesitation, Gim Cookie chases after the blue spirit with a gin talisman covering his lower parts. "Stop!" He shouts, "Give me back my clothes!" but the spirit didn't hear him, it just went fast. The exorcist tries to catch up with it, which while he is chasing the spirit, he figured out the spirit's identity. "I should've known, I've been attacked by Clothesnatcher, a mischievous entity who steals Cookies' Clothes without them looking, leaving them in a humiliating state!" He is catching up to it, and just when he is going to throw his talisman at it...

He tripped at a rock, losing the Clothesnatcher in the process...He gets up from the ground while dusting himself off and look up where the Clothesnatcher went to...and just when he is going to continue chasing it, he heard cookies walking and talking. Gim Cookie, not wanted to be seen like this went off and hide in a trash can. The cookies who were walking was none other than Strawberry Cookie and Gingerbright, who were talking about what Gingerbrave did on the water.

Gim Cookie peeks from the trash bin and looked around his surroundings, seeing that the coast is clear, he gets out of the trash bin and goes behind it. This is just great...Him, the famous exorcist in Yakgwa being put into an embarrassing scenario where a runaway spirit has stolen his clothes and he's out in the open, in his birthday suit! "Why does this have to happen on my vacation?" he grumbled in annoyance, he has to get Clothesnatcher, but where did it run off to?

He looks around and sees that it is heading towards east. He can catch up to it without being caught in public, and so, the exorcist uses his swift quick moves to get himself hiding from the cookies, from hiding behind Soda Cookie's Surfboard by sneaking behind the surfer cookie to hiding behind Herb Cookie's potted plant, which Gim Cookie gets out of there right before Herb Cookie gets to the plant, and afterwards, he finally getting close to the spirit when...

"New friend..." Gim Cookie felt something grabbing him and holding him in place, he turns his head to see what's the source until...his eyes wide in shock, there's a cookie hugging him, and they wouldn't let go! He struggles to get the strange cookie off of him, even pushing their head away from him, but they never letting go of Gim. "Please, let me go, I am in a hurry!" Gim Cookie pleaded the mushroom cookie, but they wouldn't listen to him. "Ooohh, smooth skin and fresh smell, want a shroomy?"

"Poison Mushroom Cookie! There you are!" A shrilly voice was heard and it belonged to Licorice Cookie, and he seems annoyed that Poison Mushroom Cookie is pestering the cookie that he grabs hold of the small cookie. "I was wondering where you went off to, where is that shaving cream for schwa-“ he stopped at the sight of Gim Cookie, making the emo cookie stutter in shock and then he shouts “Good Grief he’s Naked!”. Panicked, Gim Cookie pressure points the two cookies, knocking them into sleep, he sighed in relief “That was close.”

Now he needs to get his clothes back and fast, he ran and ran, avoiding attention as he run while his family jewels are being covered by various scenery objects, let’s hope he doesn’t-

“Behold Brother, the sand sculpture of my Roller!” Roll Cake Cookie was done making a sand sculpture of his Road Roller, and Pancake Cookie who is his brother have acorn jellies with him. “Do you think it can store my acorn jellies?” “I do not see why not, how about a test? The squirrel boy cheered “Hooray!” And just when they start to, Panicaie looks at Gim and asked “Hey Bro, why’s that strange man running?” His brother chuckled and starts to turn to face Gim cookie “Oh he’s just going out for JoooOh SWEET HONEY ICED TEA!!” Roll Cake Cookie shout in horror as he quickly covers Pancake Cookie and shouts at Gim “Put on some clothes, there’s children out here!!”.

Gim Cookie then ran quickly out of sight, and then there was trouble. “Dear child! Put some clothes on!” Shouted Millennial Tree Cookie who was in the middle of a standing sun bath and saw Gim running naked. He kept on running and hides behind a palm tree, but that didn’t help because that the attention to Oyster Cookie and Captain Caviar cookie who were middle of their conversation.

Gim Cookie ran off to hide after making Oyster Cookie faint and Captain Caviar Cookie just shout in disgust “By the divines, put some clothes on!”. Gim Cookie then runs to a bush and got himself covered, this is not working out for the exorcist at all, he tries to think about what to do to get himself not embarrassed when Chili Pepper Cookie, who was in pocket picking spree bumped into him during his hiding.

“Hey!” She barked “Watch where you’re- Naked!” She was shock that she bumped to a cookie who doesn’t have clothes on, while Gim Cookie was covering his lower bits. “Miss, I’m sorry for what I’m about do, but I need to borrow something from you.” The red hair got confused, but before she can do anything, she got pressure pointed to sleep by Gim Cookie. The exorcist wasted no time, he grab her Bandana and wrapped it around his waist, now he is ready.

After putting a piece of paper that is written into a little apology note on the sleeping thief, Gim Cookie ran off from hiding and continue the search for the naughty spirit who stole his clothes. He’s been thinking that if he can view from above, that will cover up ground and he will find the spirit in no time. He climbs up from a tree and hops on the roof of a vacation house, looking around for the spirit, he continues hopping roof to roof.

He stops at the roof because he saw the glimpse of the spirit still holding his clothes continuing going east, it is heading towards another forest. He is going to continue the hopping, when he heard a wolf howling, his eyes wide and turns around, only to find that Werewolf Cookie just howled at him for showing his green moon. Werewolf cookie open his eyes after howling, which his face shrank and blush, he cover his face in embarrassment and ran off repeatedly saying sorry, and afterwards Gim cookie does a aside glance on what just happened..

He forgets about what just happened and continues hopping roof to roof when he ended on a roof where it feels like he is on a tight rope. He tipped toed on the top when all of the sudden, he lose balance and fell on a pole where he is hanging on with his limbs, and as if anything can get worst, he saw a seagull on the same pole he is holding and it crane its neck at Gim, which then turn into stealing because it grab the bandanna with its beak. Gim Cookie tried to swat it away, which it worked but it took away the bandanna in the progress. Gim Cookie reaches the flying bird with a worried look and then he slipped off!

Meanwhile, the Ancients were having a friendly conversation with drinks when Gim Cookie drops and landed on the porch where the Ancients were looking at, he gets up and ran off because he noticed that the ancients were watching him; Pure Vanilla faints, HollyBerry does a spit-take, Dark Cacao’s Jaw was dropped, Golden Cheese covers her eyes with her wings, and White Lily just stared in shock, Meanwhile Gim cookie kept on running, trying to ignore the other cookies’ reaction of him being naked and he exclaim “My apologizes, the spirit took my clothes and this is all part of it!”.

Gim Cookie managed to get away from outside and into the inside, he crawled out of the vent and landed on his feet and hands, looking around in a place full of steam with steam covering his lower region, he starts to wonder where he is right now. "Where am I?" he asked, but he is soon to found out because the steam reveal big boy cookies with towels wrapped around their waist. "Oh no" he warbled "I'm in a public bathroom!" "That's right, newbie" a masculine voice said as a big shadow rise, only the shadow belongs to Capsaicin Cookie, the big guy of Scovillia as he let out a chuckle "And what's a seaweed like you doing here? Looking for a towel?" "Well actually I was here to find my clot-" Gim got interrupted by Capsaicin's laughter "Well now, looks like we got a newbie. Boys, get out your towels and start whipping!" He shouts, and every boy cheer, taking the towel out of their waist and made them stretch into towel whipping shape, grinning mischievously at the shocked exorcist whom which he responded with his face turning into a nervous smile. Gim cookie dodged through the towels and tried to get through, but no matter what the guys block his path, he has no choice but to jump! He hopped on head to head and when he landed on the floor, he got cornered by men. “Get Him!” Muscle cookie growled, and the boys started obliviously hit each other with towels, unaware that Gim Cookie quickly crawls away from the action and then gets out of the bathroom before they notice.

Gim Cookie sighed in relief that it was over, but he is still naked as he gets up and dusted himself. “This is getting ridiculous” he bleated “I need to get my clothes right away.”, but he wonders how would he do it without getting humiliated again, and that is when he bumped into some cookie. He fell on his bottom while covering his groin and he saw who he bumped into; Elder Custard Cookie, the head of House Custard. He looked at Gim in disgust and said “I say, have your folks ever heard of clothing??” “Let me explain, a spirit has taken my clothes and I need them back, do you have any spares?” The Bearded one scoffed “As if I gave my clothes to some peasant who reeks of wet sea grass, and I don’t help naked freaks, so go find your own clothes.” The exorcist frowns in offended and scolded, “First, I am not a naked freak, and second, it is not nice to say such words in front of an exorcist such as myself, so you better watch yourself, for there will be consequences for your ego.” “I am not scared by your words Greenie, I am the head of House Custard and there’s nothing that you can do to faze me, now buzz off” Elder Custard bellowed. Gim Cookie could see why the cookies don’t like this guy, he is so arrogant and selfish, he clench his fist and growled “Do not try me, I am being humiliated long enough.”, Elder Custard cookie shot a glare at the exorcist and sneered “And what are you going to do about it?”.

Elder Custard Cookie was knocked out by Gim’s Pressure point and got his clothes taken off by Gim Cookie and Gim Cookie put on the clothes, he gets out a sticky note, writes some little guide down and puts it on the naked cookie. He opens the boys bathroom and tossed Elder Custard into it, and closed the door, making Gim Cookie ran out of the bathroom as the cookies in the bathroom were starting to have fun with Elder Custard.

Gim Cookie ran out of the scene and make his way into the forest, where he can sense that he is getting close and then, he stops and sees the Clothesnatcher. “Clothesnatcher, your days of humiliation are over!” He shouts, the spirit turns around and see the cookie as it reveals a stack of small bird like spirits with one of them has long ribbon like arms. He gets close to it and asked in a scolding tone “Why did you take my clothes?” The bird stack let out squeaks because it turns out that the stick of bird spirits were just looking for clothes as shelter for the hot weather. “You took my clothes because you were hot?” He asked, and the Clothesnatcher nod yes.

Gim Cookie felt bad, sure some spirits were bad but not all of them are, those things took his clothes for a good reason and he thought that it was mischievous. Then, looking at the clothes he’s currently in gave him a good idea. He said “Wait Spirit, let me offer you a deal, if I gave you this clothes that I am wearing and you gave me back, I will let you go.” The bird heads look at each other and then back at the exorcist. “Please, these clothes I got will make you feel like you are rich, and I need my clothes back.” The spirit lit up at the word Rich and they accept the trade. “Great, thank you.” he grinned.

Later, Gim Cookie puts his own clothes back on and left Elder Custard’s clothes with the spirit, he left the forest with a relieved look that he is thankful his embarrassing nakedness is finally over. “Gim Cookie there you are!” A friendly female voice said, he looked and see that Okchun Cookie is here and she’s running towards him. He smiled and asked “Okchun, where you have been?” “Oh I do apologize for my lateness sir, I was just getting my Mochis ready and I didn’t know which one I should get for you, so I did assorted mochis, hope you do not mind.” He chuckled and sighed “No, I do not mind a bit, I could go for one after the craziest thing happened.”, Okchun was curious about what happened to him, but they shake it off and went off to his vacation house when…

SLAM! The Bathroom door was closed and Elder Custard Cookie was out of there, catching his breath from what he has gone through in the boys room, he walks away from it feeling uncomfortable. “My word, have those guys heard of manners?” He scoffed, but then…”Guys Look! That cookie’s naked!” It was Devil Cookie who said that while pointing at the elder, everyone turned around to face and then, started laughing at him while pointing at him! “What is the meaning of this?!” He yelled, only that he looks down and saw that he is naked! He blushed hard, cover up his lower regions and ran off, he gets to Gim Cookie who covers Okchun Cookie’s eyes “Sir, can you spare me some clothes? I don’t wanna be seen like this!” He asked, Gim cookie said with a karmic smirk “Oh I am sooo sorry, but I do not help naked freaks, so go find your own.” And then, the laughing and pointing continues as Elder Custard continues running off, trying to find his vacation house while screaming in embarrassment, and then Gim Cookie uncovers her eyes. “What was that about Gim? That guy doesn’t have clothes on.” “Well looks like some spirit has taken his clothes and he didn’t believe it.” He chuckled as the elder ran off to the sun, making panicking sounds as the circle transition closing at his butt.

A Gim Talisman appeared and it says “END” at vertical lining.

#one shot #fanfic #crack fic #funny #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #crk #cookie run ovenbreak #crob #gim cookie

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riaki · 5 months

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guys ik i said i wouldnt do more b what do we think ab hsbully!gojo part 3 where reader gets dumped by freckle boy and gojo gets to comfort them n shoot his shot

#if there’s one thing you should know ab me it’s thag i’m a liar #👨‍💻#idk when that would be tho cus the first christmas fic comes out tmrrw #looking at my event and crying screaming sobbing #yapping #SOME OF YALL HATE GIM AND SOME OF U DONT 😭😭

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sleepless-in-starbucks · 7 months

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too into cookie run to prevent myself from getting attached to rarepair ships, not into cookie run enough to write anything for them

#the cryptid speaks #cookie run #welcome newest ship i will think about but never sail: vagabond and gim #i did once briefly start writing a fic for pistachio and clover but i only got like. three sentences into it #(sighs dramatically) oh well. back to writing my fic about two characters from vastly different medias being in love

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nowandevermore · 1 year

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Now that In the In-Between is complete, I am wanting to post more content about the next fic in the series — God in the Midst.

Ash, Goh, and Gary will be traveling to the Orange Islands, and I'm going to be expanding more onto the lore in Gen 2. I created a backstory to the gods in the world of Pokémon in Answers Buried in Time, which will also be expanded upon in this next fic as well.

While one main storyline has been finished, a new adventure is starting. I'm excited to get more into this fic over the next while to get it posted. I am extremely slow at answering asks, but please send any questions you have about God in the Midst — or about any of the other fics in the series: Secrets of the Fiore Temple, Answers Buried in Time, and In the In-Between.

See you soon with snippets!

#anipoke #pokeani #pokemon journeys #satogou #ash x goh #firstfriendshipping #ash ketchum #goh #gary oak #pokemon rangers #ranger and the series #had wanted the orange islands revealed in itib before talking much about gim #i also have a fakemon created for this fic #it my baby

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hartmannyoukaigirl · 11 months

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speechless.

#this man had the option to destroy the entire planet and yet didnt because amy simply talked to him #this hedgehog* sorry shadow can never be like irl men ( /positive )#this interaction and personality is so weird he literally wouldnt do that #in sonic x ending sonic had talked to him so shadow again agreed to save the world with gim #him*#wtf is this.#ive read genshit yaoi fics more in character and well written than this

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galionne-speeding · 2 years

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The fact that there is literally only ONE Zavazz fic out there should be considered a federal crime or something

#delete later #I'M BACK ON MY BULLSHIT WITH THEM AND I NEED MY FOOD #the one fic is mcfreakin excellent to be fair #but man i want more flavors of this ship #gimme angst gimme fluff gimme hurt comfort gimme slow burn gim #anyway. may or may not be working to fix that-

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thechaoticfanartist · 2 years

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Grim clown moments

#gim kennet #fic: the clone wars gets a new victim

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nibbelraz · 3 months

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A scenario I had been toeing writing was a "beings with really ingrained beastly instincts (like, monsters and beasts but mostly those who appeared in Airplane's draft) recognize him as their God and Creator/Owner and obey him like well trained, overly loving doggos". Kinda like this fic on AO3 with Xin Mo recognizing SQH as his Gid& creator, except its an eldritch entity that was supposed to be a Real PlotPoint and Hurt LBH really bad just wagging tail and doing tricks for one tiny ass, sweaty and nervous peak lord.

Also, I don't remember if either Tianlang-Jun or Zhuzhi-Lang ever met gim, but wouldn't it be hilarious if they, too, recognize him as Something Other because they were not part of the plot but the draft and thus "closer" to SQH's "heart/true intentions"?

THIS IS ACTUALLY REALLY COOL??? LIKE SO INCREDEBLY COOL I WOULD READ THAT IMMEDIATELY

I 100 percent can definitely see other types of beasts and creatures seeing Shang Qinghua as an otherworldly being but also a lot of concepts were in Qinghuas drafts I wonder if those carry over. Like Binghe getting the ending he was meant to have was a concept and it came to be so would binghe sense Qinghua as something? Maybe that's why he's just glaring at him because he thinks it's jealousy for being near his shizun but nooo it's other things he can't pinpoint.

Thinking of Qinghua having beasts listening him to tho is funny too like

"They listen to him" points to Shang Qinghua whose staring at this huge creature and he's shaking and about to cry while the creature in question is like ":D"

I don't remember either if Tianlang-Jun or Zhuzhi-lang lang met Qinghua actually but if he did I think Tianlang-Jun would look at him real hard and then be incredibly interested in him like "Oh. This one. THIS ONE HERE. He's something for sure." He'd have the same level of enthusiasm as he does with Shen Qingqiu.

If you end up writing it, I would love to read it!!!!

#svsss #shang qinghua #tianlang jun #zhuzhi lang #but fr that concept is so cool!!!!#Tianlang-Jun seeing Shang Qinghua and feeling. something. immediately is intrigued and now he's pestering him non stop #Mobei bringing Shang Qinghua in an important mission that actually was very dangerous but its a breeze because #shang qinghua told the beast to sit and stay while they collected these rare plants #im convinced the northern palace now has a bunch of creatures that follows Qinghua and now stand gaurd and protect #nib text #ask

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kawataslvr · 24 days

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Summary : ANGST . Love “Angle” (ig?) ,, Izana treats you like a dog basically

A/N : IVE ONLY WRITTEN IZANA ANGST PROMISE I LVOE GIM… too lazy to add images sorryszz THIS ISNT THE SAME OR A CONTINUATION TO THE OTHER IZANA ANGST FIC, IM WORKING ON THAT ONE 😭🙏

TO THE NONNIE THAT REQUESTED THIS SORRY FOR ACCIDENTALLY DELETING THE ADK 😞🙏

Izana had always hated you, he’d say it publicly often and remind you of it every second of the day.

Only keeping you around because you could fight and were actually useful, he had zero emotional attachment to you.

Only seeing you as another slave to his collection, even if he was completely aware of your attachment and emotions for him.

How you loved Izana.

Thats why he knew he could do and say whatever to you without you leaving.

Because you loved him, but the main reason why he kept you around.

Mikey Loved You.

And it wasnt exactly a secret, while Izana had you eating like a dog out of his palm, Mikey wanted to eat out of yours.

He loved showing you off knowing Mikey would see, he loved seeing how angry Mikey would get whenever you were following Izana around.

While he lead you on and wrapped his hand around your shoulder.

All it took to keep you around was a little bit of affection.

And Izana didn’t even have to mean it.

He hated Mikey a lot, but you were definitely a close second.

it wasnt like Izana constantly lead you on, the only time he showed affection to you was when Mikey was around.

He’d treat you like a piece of shit other wise, taking his anger out on you constantly.

To no end.

#tokyo revengers #male reader #x male reader #tokyo revengers x male reader #manjiro sano #mikey x male #mikey x male reader #sano mikey manjiro #mikey x reader #izana kurokawa angst #izana angst #tokyo revengers izana #izana kurokawa #izana x reader #izana #kurokawa x male #kurokawa

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guinea-pig16 · 11 months

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Late Night || Part 3

This is part 3 of Late Night, so if you'd like context I'd recommend reading part 1 and part 2! Fic is below the cut, please enjoy!

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Word Count: 2,300+

Warning: angst, suggestive thoughts

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Monty’s fist shot through his mirror, shattering the glass and splitting the wooden frame, the lights around the edges flickering in a panic.

He was pissed. He was pissed beyond words.

He let out a roar and grabbed his bass guitar, lifting it above his head, he splintered it against the floor, making it let out a horrific whine.

Monty tore apart his green room. Nothing was spared from his fury. Families walking around outside were directed by Bots to steer clear of his room. Velvet rope closed off the area, a smiling Monty cut out explaining that he was resting and would be back shortly. The shredded chair that had been thrown through the plexiglass of his room disagreed.

Hours passed and Monty finally slowed his rampage. The PizzaPlex had closed by this point, and the MopBots had finally been able to come by and begin sweeping up the broken glass and splintered wood outside of his room.

He stood there amid his destruction, body heaving in air to cool his overheated gears.

Why?

Why did this have to happen to him? Why was he always second place? Why was he always the second favorite, left behind, discarded, no one’s first choice?

Why did you choose Freddy over him?

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It was after your last shift when Monty came to find you, to try and cheer you up, find out who was bothering you, and make it go away. He had reached the entrance and saw you walking away. He had just begun to call for you when Freddy appeared.

Monty had stopped in his tracks. He doesn’t know why, but he hid, and watched as Freddy spoke to you, and led you away, back to his room. He doesn’t know why, but he followed behind silently, seething as he saw how uncomfortable you seemed. He watched as the both of you entered the room, and he watched through the crack in the curtain as you professed your love to Freddy, him doing the same.

And he watched as you two kissed.

He tore his eyes away soon after.

He couldn’t think, he couldn’t hear, he couldn’t see, he couldn’t feel.

It seemed as though his servos had been ripped out of his body, his metal plating wrenched open and his wiring tangled and torn. And it hurt. It hurt so bad. He shouldn’t be able to feel pain, but this ache in his chest said otherwise.

Monty slipped away from the window and silently trekked back to his room, numb. There was a word for this, wasn’t there? A word that encapsulated what he was feeling. He wracked his mind for it, but it continuously slipped from his grasp. What was it?

He stumbled into his room and stood there. He looked around at his belongings, eyes empty. His gaze drifted over his couch, his neon sign, his arcade machine, his chair, his bass guitar, and then finally, his mirror. There, taped to the edge of the mirror was a photo strip, of you and him, smiling, making silly faces, him ruffling your hair, and then you laughing as Monty slammed his head on the ceiling of the booth. Numbly, he grabbed the photo strip and looked at the last picture.

Had he not been clear enough? All the times he hung around you during work, all his jokes, all the touches, and the looks. Had you not noticed how he would go star-struck at your smiles and laughs? How he would gaze at you in awe when you would rant about your favorite things, how he would memorize the way your eyes would light up like the brightest stars in the sky.

Had he realized too late that he was in love with you?

Monty’s chest tightened as he gazed at the pictures of you.

Oh, how he wished to hold you… How he wished to hold you close and whisper how much he adored you, how he would do anything for you. How he wished he could look at you with all the love and adoration he holds, and see you look at him the same way. How he wished he could kiss you passionately so you would know exactly how you make him feel. How he dreams about you at night… How he imagines you… pressed against his wall… bodies so close together…his mouth on your neck, your short breaths, his hands wandering roughly. Your arms wrapped around his neck as one of his hands wanders lower, lower. The sound you would make, how he would smother it with a rough kiss… Oh, how he wished he could ruin you…

…But he can’t now…

…Because of him.

Monty’s face drew back into a sneer, his hands beginning to tremble.

Oh, how he hated him. That stupid, popular, fucking bear. It’s Freddy’s fault this happened. It’s Freddy’s fault he lost you. It’s Freddy’s fault he’s alone. It’s Freddy’s fault that he’s always second place. It’s Freddy’s fault. It’s Freddy’s fault It’s Freddy’s fault It’s Freddy’s fault It’s Freddy’s fault It’s Freddy’s fault-

That’s when he snapped.

Monty’s fist reared back.

And he imagined it was Freddy’s face peering back at him as his fist connected with the mirror.

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Monty’s chest heaved as he panted, a motion programmed into him if he overheated. He looked around his room, mind finally clear from his mindless rage. He winced at the shattered window and noted his missing armchair. His couch was split in half, each part sitting in opposite sides of the room, both parts equally shredded to bits. There was stuffing, splinters, and glass littering the floor, making Monty grateful he was an animatronic and it wouldn’t hurt to walk around in it. His speakers had been ripped from the walls, one he could tell he’d put his foot through, and the other… From a glance out his window, he could tell it’d met the same fate as the chair. His curtains were nothing but rags at this point, shredded to a pulp. His vanity table had been reduced to wooden scraps, and his vanity chair had been twisted into a metal pretzel. And his bass guitar… Damn, he wished he hadn’t destroyed that… The body had been smashed to bits, the neck twisted and bent. And finally, his mirror… that was the only part of his rampage he remembered. There was a clean hole right through the center of the mirror, and the wall behind it. Monty looked at his fractured reflection in fragments left in the splintered frame.

God, he looked worn out... If he were a person, he knew there’d be bags underneath his eyes. He let out a sigh. Thankfully, it seemed he didn’t damage himself much during the rampage, from what he could tell he’d only really scratched the paint off himself.

He looked around his room again, thinking. Man… I’ve really gotta stop doing this… It’s always a pain in the ass to get new furniture… And now I’ve gotta get the window replaced, that’s a new one. I don’t think I’ve ever smashed that window before… He thought as he began to pick up larger chunks of debris to throw away. Least I can do is pick up a little for whatever sorry ass has to-

Knock, Knock.

Monty stopped and tiredly looked back at his door. Speak of the devil… He thought as he straightened and walked towards the door. Man, what even was he going to say to whoever had to clean this up? He hadn’t done anything this bad in a long time. He stood in front of his door, mulling over his words. The door slid open.

“Hey, look, sorry about the-” Monty started, and then froze. Cold washing through his senses.

You were standing in the doorway.

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You had already prepared yourself to see the worst when Monty opened his door. You’d been here for plenty of his tantrums before, so you were accustomed to seeing his room completely trashed.

But you weren’t expecting this much damage. You had to keep yourself from gasping as you caught a glimpse behind Monty.

Jesus Christ, he broke his fucking window! That shit is plexiglass! How did he manage to break plexiglass!? You thought as you quickly scanned Monty’s body for injuries, sighing internally when all you saw were some dents and scratches. Monty was still looking at you like a deer in headlights as the two of you lock eyes.

“...Um… Hey Monts… I just came to check up on you after the uh… well you know.” You say awkwardly, gesturing to the mess behind him. He turns his head to look at the wreckage, and you swear you saw him wince slightly.

“Yeah… I was just uh… Blowing off some steam…” He says, running a hand through his mohawk. You raise a brow at him.

“...Some helluva steam then. You do realize you threw your chair and speaker through plexiglass right?” You wave a hand to the outside of the greenroom where bots are currently sweeping up the broken chair, speaker, and glass. Monty stares at his feet. Your gaze softens and you cross your arms.

“Monty, what’s wrong? You know you can tell me, right?” You say softly. Ever since you started working here, you were the only one who was able to get Monty to talk about his feelings. After every tantrum, every rampage, you were there with open ears, ready to listen to whatever was bothering him. You didn’t mind, he was one of your friends after all.

Monty finally looked you in the eye again. You could almost see the thoughts running through his head as he stared at you. You observed him as he thought. He looked tired, almost defeated. You could feel sadness radiating off of him, so palatable it almost brought tears to your eyes. What on earth could have made him feel this way?

“...Y/N… I-” Monty started, leaning closer to you. But he was quickly interrupted by the sound of jogging footsteps, and a familiar voice. Before you turned around, you saw Monty’s fist tighten.

“Monty! I see you have finally stopped. Are you feeling better, my friend?” Said Freddy as he approached the two of you. You turned and smiled brightly at Freddy, unknowingly causing Monty to frown, rage beginning to bubble up once more.

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Monty watched as you turned your attention from him to the bear behind you, giving Freddy a gorgeous smile. He watched as Freddy smiled back and placed a hand on your shoulder, you unknowingly leaning into the touch. And he watched as Freddy turned those wretched blue eyes to him, them filling with concern. Oh, how he wanted to rip those eyes out of his stupid face.

“I’m fine.” Monty sneered, causing you to raise an eyebrow at his attitude.

“...Ah, that is wonderful to hear, Monty! You had all of us worried today. It lasted much longer than usual, you see…” Freddy said, uncomfortably, shifting slightly in place. Monty glanced behind him.

Damn, how long did it last? He had blacked out during his rage, the only thing he remembered was punching the shit out of his mirror. After he saw… Monty growled lowly at the memory, and watched as Freddy subtly pulled you closer to him. You put a hand over Freddy’s, and looked at Monty, concern filling your gaze.

“Monty, what’s wrong? There’s clearly something bothering you. Come on, you can talk to us…” You say, reaching a hand out to him.

Monty considered your hand for a moment, and looked between you and Freddy. He looked at your concerned expression, and then looked at Freddy, and was slightly surprised to see the same look. He didn’t think Freddy cared that much. Maybe… Maybe he could tell you. Tell the both of you. Maybe you would understand. Maybe Freddy would too. What if… What if you felt the same way? Maybe he and Freddy could agree to…

No.

Monty froze.

Y/N chose Freddy, remember? They left you in the dust, gone, discarded.

He shuddered slightly.

F o r g e t t h e m .

Monty was silent for a moment, before he straightened and glared at you and Freddy, causing the two of you to take a step back.

“I’m fine. Now buzz off before I make you.” He snarled, before slamming his door shut. He stood there and waited until he heard the two of you walk off, listened to the hesitation in your footsteps.

…Why did he do that? He was just about to talk to you, let you know how he felt. What stopped him? Monty ran a hand over his face and began to walk across his room to sit on the remnants of his couch when he stepped on something that wasn’t glass or wood. He stopped and looked down.

It was the photo strip of you and him.

He stared, and then leaned down and picked it up. He held the strip gently in his hands as he looked at the picts of you and him. There was still time to get to you and Freddy. If he ran he could catch up, explain himself. And then he knew you’d be able to help. Figure out a way where you both could be together. And maybe he could learn to get along with Freddy, if only for your sake. Maybe he didn’t have to be alone-

As if.

Y/N doesn’t care enough about you to do that. How could you be so naive?

Monty stilled, staring at the strip.

You don’t need anyone, you’re better off alone.

F o r g e t a b o u t t h e m .

T h e y n e v e r c a r e d a n y w a y s .

Monty blinked, his vision going blurry for a moment.

Right. They didn’t care, did they?

What was he thinking?

Monty looked once more at the photo strip, and then shredded it to peices, feeling familiar rage bubbling up in him once more. A snarl ripped out of him.

Oh yeah, he remembered the that word now.

His eyes glew red as he began his rampage anew.

Betrayal.

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Hi hi hiii !! I hope you enjoyed! Sorry if this wasn't what you hoped for, or expected from me, I've been having crazy writer's block recently and have been busy with graduation stuff. I'll be working on a part 4 and maybe 5 soon though! I promise I'll get to an actual proper Monty x reader soon!

Thank you so much for your support! XOXO <3

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insecateur · 7 months

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I'll be standing tall (La Maison-Dieu)

A 10 songs bilingual Sycamore/Lysandre playlist (in honor of Pokémon X&Y's 10th anniversary)

(Unfortunately, I don't use Spotify, so you'll have to make do with this YouTube playlist or look for the songs yourself. But do look under the read more for Lyrics Excerpts and all of that.)

Why a bilingual playlist? Well because I'm a bilingual guy, for a start, and because my experience with Pokémon X&Y in general and this ship in particular has always been bilingual as well (even trilingual, arguably.) I wanted to put together some of my favorite songs in English for them and introduce English-speaking fans to some of my favorite French songs for them, too. A lot of those songs are songs I've quoted, mentioned, or even used as inspiration for art and fic.

(Why is Augustine on the English side and Lysandre on the French side? Because I thought Lysandre would be offended at the idea of being on the English side while Augustine wouldn't care about it as much.)

SIDE A: ENGLISH

Sunburn by Muse

He burns like the sun And I can't look away And he'll burn our horizons Make no mistakes

This is the classic, quintessential PRFR song for me. Its only crime is that it's het, sung from the point of a view of a man singing about a woman. That pesky little detail cannot stop me, however.

Without You I'm Nothing by Placebo (feat David Bowie)

I'm unclean, a libertine And every time you vent your spleen I seem to lose the power of speech You're slipping slowly from my reach You grow me like an evergreen You've never seen the lonely me at all

Do I even need to say anything about this? I listen to this song when I need to make myself Suffer thinking about them. Oh to be unable to bring yourself to say something about your beloved friend's downward spiral...

Hardest of Hearts by Florence + the Machine

Darling heart, I loved you from the start But you'll never know what a fool I've been Darling heart, I loved you from the start But that's no excuse for the state I'm in

My friend sent me this song saying it was about them and they were RIGHT. Shout-out to my friend for that. I like how it can be alternating POV, too.

Changes by The Happy Fits

I try to run away but I find myself, again Stuck in the same place Who will I be today? I can't control the world or change it

This one was suggested by @jonphaedrus and I'm really happy I could have its contribution in here as well. This is very meaningful to me.

Celebrate by Metric

Even the darkest hour soon will be over My friend, it will be over

I couldn't not put a Metric song in there! It was tough finding the right one... But I thought putting a more optimistic spin would be nice, too. I actually associate this song with SLaWCS specifically as well, which is a nice touch.

SIDE B: FRENCH

Pâle Septembre by Camille

Mâle si tendre Au début de novembre Devint sourd aux avances de l'amour Mais quel mal me prit De m'éprendre de lui ?

Did you know? This song is the reason why I associate Lysandre with the Tower arcana. Or at least, it's what put the idea into my brain first. This one is also a quintessential PRFR song for me.

7 Vies by Kyo

La vue est magnifique Contemple-la tant que tu peux La lumière alcaline Le bien, l'ennemi du mieux Tant que le temps défile Tout doit se vivre à deux Je pratique le langage des signes Et celui du feu

I think I should be allowed to include some more vibes songs in there, although I'd argue this one fits them well. It's a bit abstract, but it fits.

Tout donner by Maître Gims

Tu es ma maladie Ma guérison quand tu l'décides Mes nuits s'illuminent J'en confonds le jour et la nuit

A desperate, self-destructive pining song... What else could a man want in this world. It's very tasty. I think about those lines way too often.

Aimer à mort by Louane

L'espoir qui joue, le feu, le froid Un souffle au cou, baiser de roi Pour nous reprendre, pour nous défendre Pour se comprendre chaque fois

Another intense but more optimistic one. I want to believe... I want them to believe as well...

Rouge Ardent by Axelle Red

As-tu trouvé, dans les feux, dans les flammes Ton idéal rouge ardent As-tu froid As-tu peur de l'aurore Tu disais "tout s'évapore" Tu as eu tort

It's a song about being in love with a failed idealist. And also the color red is there. What more can I say. (Also, this time it's originally a het song from the POV of a woman singing about a man, which ties it all neatly together, I think.)

Happy 10th anniversary to all my fellow shippers, young and old, new and ancient, whether you were in the trenches with me back in October 2013 on this webbed site or you joined us in 2021 with the Pokémon Masters revival, thank you for loving them always. Here's to loving them more and more in the future, and here's to the Pokémon X&Y remakes as they become clearer and clearer on the horizon. (And maybe we'll get a Legends game, too? Wouldn't that be something...)

#pokemon #pokemon xy #lysandre #professor sycamore #perfectworldshipping #samart

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