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Bonds were made | Agents of SHIELD Fanfic

Pairing: Amelia Parker & Grant Ward

Timeline: Pre-Avengers (2012), Pre-Agents Of S.H.I.E.L.D. (2013-2020)

Summary: Sometimes the person you see so much respect and kindness for, isn’t the one who you expect it to be. Doesn’t matter how different you may seem, it’s this challenge to themselves and you are going through the process together.

Characters mentioned: Phil Coulson, Melinda May, Natasha Romanoff, Mockingbird, and others

Setting: During SHIELD Academy

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Her heart was racing. Pumping. Hunched over her knees as she squeezed her eyes shut. It was late. The sun was coming down. Close to the dead of night. Her phone was buzzing as she let out a deep breath and glared at the guy in front of her.

He chuckled, wearing hid dark clothes and shook his head watching her. Glancing over at the street light, choking on the heat as the world spins around as they’re frozen on the top of the street.

“What you looking at, Ward?” She yelled, as her glares softened as she tossed a water bottle and he lead her to sit down on the bench nearby.

“Nothing.” He repiled, placing a gentle hand on her back and gave her a certain amount of time to rest.

“I can’t do this. I give up. Can we go home? Please?”

“No, sweetheart. This is what it’s all about. You need to build up your own strength and stamina.”

“Now it just feels like I’m not getting everywhere. I’m done.”

“You just started! What are you gonna do when the real mission comes, huh?”

She gave him an odd look and scoffed chuckling, “Stand behind a set of computers and code my way across the hardware. Sitting!”

“Ames, you said it yourself last week. You want to be versatile! Be a field agent and get out there on the action. I’ve seen it before, you can run and give a good punch to defend yourself.” He replied with an certified look.

“That was different, Grant! I was trying to escape stores, get away from cops and stuff.”

“No, it’s the same thing! You gotta—no, we gotta make this a challenge.”

“More challenging than it is?”

“Yes! You gotta race me, y-you wanna race me? Make it a bet!”

“You’re serious? Your not kidding me, right? Cause you like to cheat sometimes to get me riled up!”

“That’s my point! I gotta find your center to get you moving and want to keep going. I think I know exactly what makes you go for the moment! You do too.”

“…I see your point! Make the connection, search for what they want and stand your ground. That’s how I get it.”

Grant just grinned at her words. He only spent a short few weeks with Amelia but she was something else, she always wanted understand the assignment and plays with the ball she’s given. Something he didn’t have to teach her, she just knows.

Just like him.

It surprised him how young she was but how she tended to keep herself grounded. It like playing a game with her, making sense of what she meant and wants. There was a difference she carried in the way she wanted to things and the balance she tried to keep.

However he always needs to keep her up float, it was his self defense and self doubt she carried but hid behind very well.

He respected it, a lot.

Amelia grinning ear to ear. It was this sweetness she carried, this childlike attitude towards others, wanting to see them in a different light. She always knew she saw something different in Ward. The determination, the guilt of challenging himself to do better for someone can give a chance and the away he treated others.

The self doubt, keeping everything leveled and an confidence she saw in him.

It amazes her how he balanced it all so young.

He carried this look on his face like he gave everyone the cold shoulder, but he really just wanted to see what they’re made of. It’s hard for him to let loose and not be so serious with her, due to way he were so different. But it’s this challenge Amelia had with him, to keep Grant bouncing around and smile where his shoulders dropped in relief, keep him in a position to breathe.

She respected him, so much. She seen the tapes of him in action and honestly she would trust Grant Ward with her life.

She love t—

“Amelia?” He asked with a smile, snapping her out of her thoughts.

“Hm?” She repiled with a little smile.

“Do you trust me enough, to race against me?”

“Well you do trust me enough to get the job done?”

His smile grew with a nod, “Yeah, I do.”

“Good. I do too.” She replied this time with a bigger smile.

~~~~

Do you trust me?

Little did they know that one line, would be the thing that chained the relationship they would have.

The bond that would make and break them..

~~~~

The bet, or more like the challenge, Grant made to race down 2–3 blocks and make a left onto a few streets as they would reach the step to the museum.

The Metropolitan Museum Of Art to be exact.

Amelia found it to be sounding easy enough, jumping in pace to hype herself up as she popped in her earbuds. Grant found it funny at first and sorta cute that she needed music to get the job done, but he couldn’t blame her. Music alway make everything better as he decided to join on the fun and throw on his headphones.

There a timer on both phones for 15 minutes tops.

Once the countdown started, Amelia speeded off a second half quicker than Grant who smirked at her pace. The two started out going down the same direction across the blocks, becoming careful for people who were walking around and watching traffic.

It was going well. Hearts racing, beats pumping in their ears as Amelia glanced at timer and tried following Grant. He was more athletic than her, so it made it tricky for her to keep up.

“Keep up slow poke!” Grant yelled, flip to start pacing back and sending her a small wave.

His real test was to see her determination and agility to keep up with the task, like running towards a con artist for example. In his eyes, she wasn’t doing bad so far as he turned back to run the correct way.

She sighed taking a breath and grunted, “Ohh—not fair!”

She on the other hand was testing his strategy a bit, since Amelia thought of taking a short cut past a few people and across the street, since sometime you had to take a little detour to get somewhere.

So she whistled at him and pacing over to the around a group of people, sending way at Ward. He rolled his eyes as she then race off.

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But Amelia Parker being well..Amelia Parker. She didn’t think her idea would thoroughly lead her towards an narrow end. There were buildings, fire escapes, people walking from different backgrounds, alleyways, dogs, and vehicles passing by her.

“Shit..” She muttered, whined as she started wondering where Ward went and added, “..stupid Parker..”

The girl decided to climb up a fire escape nearby an apartment complex close to a few store, such as H&M and Rainbow, hoping she can get a better look. It kinda stunk due to the dumpsters close by.

She took to the top of one of the buildings, feeling a little fuzzy and groans at the garbage. 

However once she over the smell, using her phone Amelia zoned in and saw the somewhat crowded streets followed by, the lovely Metropolitan Museum so close. Her location wasn’t so far away, so she glad.

She even saw Grant running before noticing she wasn’t behind him. He looked confused for a moment, almost terrified he lost her amongst the audience of people and started playing back his latest memory as he run off.

Amelia on the other hand shrugged, texting Grant she was on her way sooner rather later. It was looking pretty good until Amelia started to get down the stairs to fire escape she saw it. Both guy, around the 18 or so, jogging up to the alleyway floor started to lock eyes with her.

She tried getting down as quick as possible and jump over to the dumpsters for higher level. But she was too late as they were speeding up towards, about to jump down when they started shaking the latter.

The girl paced herself, taking a breathing trying to fight them off using whatever was nearby to hit them as she jumped down the latter.

She was new to this whole thing, fighting off more than one person and finding their weak spots. But still Amelia tried her best, being pushed and tossed onto the groundwork by one of them guys.

“Guys, come on! C-can we talk about this? Huh?” She asked, douching a hit and grabbed a glass bottle to use as a weapon.

But before one of the guys could swing tightly over her face, he was pulled back against the top of his head and whacked hard stumbling backwards. There was one holding Amelia by the side, letting her go and tossing the girl onto the ground.

She stumbles, standing up against the dumpster and gagged at the smell balancing herself then swinging the glass bottle across his guys head. She hit him so hard he was knocked out cold.

“Ames?!” Yelled the rough voice of her partner of the race.

She turned over to face him, as she connected the dots that it was him who whacked the first guy in the head so hard. Grant just finished fighting him off and grunted, racing over to her helping her stand.

“H-hey, hey, look at me. You okay?” He asked, worry in his eyes as he gently takes her face in his hand searching for damage, “Where did the bastards hurt you?”

“Heheh you really fought him for me, huh?” She replies, with a dry laugh giving him a half smile as she looked at his face.

All Amelia saw were the small bruises, snatches and shiner that could form anytime soon on his face. His hoodie fell off as his chest was still huffing. She never saw him worried before, but then again she just got attacked in an alley.

Grant didn’t realized he was taking her face in his hand and search for damages in just a concerned way. He saw the small bruises on her arms. As well as tiny snatches on her face.

“Damn it, Ames!” He grunted, huffing at her humorous laugh and half smile, “You’re hurt. Where does it hurt?”

“I’m fine now and don’t be concerned or blame yourself. It’s part of..training, getting hurt and standing up right?” She replied, running her thumb over his jaw to notice the bruise there.

“You took a detour and got attacked in the process. Of course, I’m concerned!Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m okay! You saved me, didn’t you?”

“I’m serious.”

“So am i.”

“Always a humorous moment with you, isn’t there?”

“Mhm!”

“Ames, I’m not kidding!”

“I’m fine, your hurt too. A pretty strong attack to the face..a-are you okay?”

“I’ve been hurt far more worse than that. So I’m alright. Coulson’s gonna kill us..”

“He doesn’t have to find out, unless we don’t say anything..”

“At least we’re not bleeding to death, so that’s a plus..”

“I hate you, a lot.”

“Aw, i love you too.”

She huffed pushing the hair out of her face and smirked. He sighed deeply shaking his head, seeing the look in her eyes and returned the smirk.

“No, don’t. You are not going continue the race against me.” He told her with a certain look, smiling softly.

“Come on, we might as well get the job done. Do you trust me to keep going with your challenge?” She asked him with a small grin.

“Serious? Okay I’ll bite. Do you trust me when i say we’re gonna regret this in the morning?”

“Possibly. But um, are we still itching to get it done..i hope..”

“God. One last lap to the museum, Ames. I mean it.” 

“Yes! Then off to 7-11 for pizza and extra water bottles…and um, thank you.”

“For what?”

“Having my back.”

~~~~

He smiled at that, hearing those words.

Parker was a wordsmith with a smile that can make or break something inside someone.

He understood that. It’s something that could help or hurt a person, make you want to watch your step.

Almost like Coulson.

Damn.

She returned the same smile, watching his face considering her words.

Ward was a engineer with his attitude that can sending you spiraling down a wormhole of questions and a smile that can lead you down a certain path.

She knew that. It was this skill level and an great balancing act with a mind that help or hurt you if you mess up. 

As close to Agent May or even Romanoff.

Shit.

~~~~

And once again they were off.

Racing against one another, keeping up the pace watching the other person’s six and matching sure they’re alright after the attack.

It was more like jogging.

Sharing tiny smiles. Grant rolled his eyes at her silly little grin as Amelia scoffed at his cheeky wink he would give in return.

Reaching the street across to the location. He stood behind her watching over to see anyone was nearby and if there was space to make the jump up the steps.

A few steps up to the top of the stairs, kneeling to take a breath and nodding as they ran gently.

Grant reach up the steps first, he smile holding out his hand for her to take. Amelia giggled softly, taking his hand gently as she was pulled into his embrace.

He was honestly proud of her and so was she.

“What you giggling at?” He asked with a smile, his arms wrapped around her shoulder as he looked down at the girl in question.

“You listened and kept going.” She replied with a smile, leaning into his embrace as she looked up at him.

“Your proud?”

“Yeah. You’re a good guy, Ward.”

“You make me feel like I’m a good guy. I’m proud of you. You passed my test.”

“Test?”

“Yeah, i wanted to see your determination and I made sure of it. You kept going even if i wasn’t on the same page about it”

“Of course, i took a page out of your book. To keep going and stop when you can’t anymore. And you passed mine, I think.”

“Hmm, i guess so. You’re gonna be a good agent some day.”

“As good as you or better?”

“Let’s not jump to conclusions, Parker.”

He walked away from her, nodding for her to follow him as he held out an hand.

She raised an eyebrow and added, “You didn’t answer my question!”

“I didn’t need to!” He responded, waving his hand waiting for her.

“You’re unbelievable.”

“Isn’t that my line?”

“Shut up.”

“Make me.”

“Not happening.”

“Good answer.”

Amelia paced up, taking his hand gently and walked with him down the path. Grant nodded, taking the lead glancing down at her every once in a while.

As they walked down the street, he notice her smile and tiny bruises that started to take shape.

But she wasn’t angry about it nor upset with him about leading the way. It was her choice and she made a mistake, learning from it.

He knew why she is the way, she is and admired her for it. Hell, he thanked his timing and the position he was in to have her in his life.

Knowing that Amelia Parker would make a great deal of decisions one day and in result make people shine or question their tactics.

And he hopes he can be there to see it.

What happened today and the damaged that cause him to end up hurt—both of them to be hurt—it wasn’t his fault per say. He knew the risk and she knew the way he would think about it.

She noticed the smile on his face, making her own grow. She never expected to find someone like Grant Ward in her life and thanked the whole situation she was in for it.

He made a mistake not watching his back, but he will learn as the time goes and the keystone that follows along that path.

She admired that part of him, since Ward isn’t one to to make small mistakes very often and it shows her that it’s part of the job.

Knowing that Ward will have to become an leader one day, having to help a group during highly trained mission of some kind and make decisions that might cost his life or save it.

And something tells her that she might be there to see it.

___

Little did they know that those hopes and suspensions will become true.

Leading different paths within the same field and bumping into one another weather they like it or not.

But that’s an tale for another day…

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Thanks for reading! I wanted to write an story about this pair for a while now. I hope you enjoy it

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'Secrets' Part 1

E.J Caswell x Reader

Summery: You have a secret that only Gina, Ashlynn, Nini, Carlos literally everyone in the theatre club knows. Even miss Jen. The only person that doesn't know is your boyfriend E.J. Your secret is that you work with the Flash and when your watch beeps three or more times it's an emergency. Here's where this gets interesting E.J being E.J asked everyone 'Why does she keep running of." Or even "Is she cheating on me?" So yeah your friends and E.J get kidnapped by one your's and Barry's enemies.

You and Gina were at your locker talking about what happend on your last mission when your boyfriend E.J Caswell came.

"Hey e.j." Gina said.

"Hey ranger rick." You said smiling.

"Hi." He said and kissed you, witch took you by surprise.

"Uhhh, best friend still here." Gina stated in annoyance.

"Right sorry, Gina. Oh Y/N I wanna tell you something?" E.J said to you.

"What about?" You asked your handsome boyfriend.

"Uhhh,"

The ball rung and you said,

"Tell me later. Gina and I have Science, we have Mr Fuller. If we're late he will give us detention."

"Bye." Gina said.

"See you later hotshot." You say while dragging Gina to scince.

"Okay, when are you gonna tell him."

"When the time is right."

"And when will the time be right. How long can you keep it up?"

"As long as I need to Gina."

"Really? This has gone on long enough."

"What has?"

"The secrets. The lies."

"If he knows, Marcus will use him agents me."

"Y/N."

"Look Mr Fuller is here so shut up."

In the middle of class your classmates decided to do a tick-tock joke.

"Mr Fuller? It's hot in here can you please turn the heater off." One of your idiotic classmates asked.

"No. You wanna know why. It's perfectly fine in here." Mr. Fuller said.

Everyone except you and Gina pretended to faint.

"Why aren't the two of you doing it." He asked.

"Mr Fuller. We can tell you're mad and we don't want to make you more angry." You say.

"Yeah. And when they said they were going to do it. Y/N and I thought how you would be feeling so, we decided not to do it." Gina continued.

"We tried really hard to get them to not do it but nothing we were doing was changing their minds." You finished.

"Thank you Y/N and Gina you can go out five minutes early." Mr. Fuller said greatly to you and Gina, and then continued, "As for the rest of you......afternoon detention."

"Urghhhhh." The class compland.

"Wanna make it a Saturday?"

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"You have to tell E.J." Ashlynn said while the rest of your friends nodded in agreement.

"Have to tell me what?" E.J asked while coming to your lunch table.

"Uhhh, ummmm. E.J Uhh." All of a sudden your watch started beeping. Everyone looked at you with a look that said 'Go. We'll cover for you' you gave them a smile that said 'thanks' and left.

"Why did she run off?" E.J asked the group.

"She has something important to do." Carlos said hoping you would come back as soon as possible.

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"So what's the big emergency?" You asked Cisco.

"We got a video message." He repiled.

"From who?"

"I think you know."

"Crap. Play the message."

Video message

"Hello Y/N. Now I'm sure you're wondering why I have sent you a video message. Well, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. You and me go for ice cream. Or else something will happen to your best friends and your so called 'cute' boyfriend. Okay choi."

"Girl you good? You look pissed." Cisco asked you in worry.

"Call him. Call him now." You said in a mad voce.

"Okayyyy."

Cisco called Marcus and he said,

"I see you got my message."

"Yeah I did and you know what captain eyebrows....the answer is no." You say to him coldly.

"Well I guess we have to do this the hard way." He smirked.

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Hanako Of The Opera fanfition hananene

Fanfic

I came up with this fanfic I i will right the rest if people like it

enjoy , grammer miskakes and spelling mistakes

Our story begins with Yashiro, Nene the daughter of a famous violinist, she was going to the opera to watch (what ever opera you want) she was also there with her fiancee Amane Yugi and her best friend Aoi ( Note that they are younger right now) As they were walking into the Opera they noticed that all of the box seats were taken except for one box seat number 7 so they then decided on that box seat 'Nene?' asked Amane 'Nene?' he asked again only this time with more urgency, when he had had enough he yelled anger silghtly present in his voice 'Nene Yashiro!' 'what' she repiled only now just realizing that she was acidentully ignoreing her fiancee Nene felt bad she had gotten lost in her head again, she then looked down hideing her face from him 's-sorry A-Amane' he then repyed ' you got lost in head your again' she then looked up at him 'I-I didn,t mean to Amane' he then looked at her with sweetness in his eyes ' its okay Nene..... besides you look cute when you do it' he teased her makeing her blush 'A-Amane y-your b-being s-stupid!' she yelled he then repiled with a michvious grin while putting a figinger to his mouth ' Shs Nene were in an Opera House' Then they continued walking to get to box seat 7, when they got their they sat down Aoi had something to ask Nene ' Nene?' Aoi asked ' yes' repyed 'Nene ' I A wanna become a dancer Nenes face lit up 'yes you should be a dancer isn,t that a wonderful idea Amane?' Amane who was looking at the people below them smiled ' yes that would be nice'

Nene smiled ' see Aoi even Aname thinks so, you should be a dancer' Amane then shushed at Nene 'Nene shh the Opera is starting 'then they all became silent and waited for the Opera to start

Time skip

During The Intermission

Nene and Aoi went to food because Amane wasn,t hungary , when they got there someone shouted' fire! therse a fire in the theater everyone out!' he screamed it everywhere, soon Nene and Aoi were running for there lives, when they got out out of the buliding Nene had only then noticed that Amane wasn,t outside 'Aoi wheres Amane!' she yelled Aoi looked at her with a horrified expression 'I t-think t-that h-h-hes s-still i-in t-t-there' Nene then ran she almost went back into the buliding only for the police to stop her ' m-miss pls stay back its to dangerous she then yelled at the top of her lungs ' n-no A-Amane h-hes still in there!' then somehow she was able to run past them and into the near colaspeing buliding she yelled into the now burning Opera ' Amane where are you! ' he then yelled back ' Nene im here!' she looked where the sound was coming from....

He was still in the box seat the way down had collsaped and he was stuck all the while the roof was qucly colspaeing Nene ahd an idea she decieded to try to get nto one of the other close by box seat so then she could pull him across to a box seat that was not blocked off

He was still in the box seat the way down had collsaped and he was stuck all the while the roof was qucly colspaeing Nene ahd an idea she decieded to try to get nto one of the other close by box seat so then she could pull him across to a box seat that was not blocked off she then ran up to the closest box seat to the one that Amane was in she then held out her hand ' Amane' she yelled ' take it' and he did he was half way over when Amanes box seat gaveout from under him and he fell with the buliding above him colaspeing on to him.... then Nenes fell but she was able to get out of it and then she suddenly lost concusenest

When she had came to she noticed that she was in a hospital room and tha Aoi was beside her she then rembered what had happened she then asked A-Aoi d-did t-they s-save A-Amane' then Aoi looked at her and said ' hes in a better place now' Nene then wept ' n-no Amane c-can,t b- be d-dead i- i love him' then she broke out in tears and soft sobs. But dear reader they didn,t find a Body...

that concludes part one I will right a part two if people like it

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Question tag for AO3 writers~~

I found the original questions on AFF a while back, and I thought since I’ve been tagged in so many meme things lately, I’d also tag a bunch more people in this one XD Since the questions were designed for AFF, I’ve reworked some of them to fit for AO3 writers. I also removed two questions rather than trying to translate them to AO3 terms. So, I’ll fill out my answers first, and then put the blank questions again at the bottom for you to easily copy and paste!

1. How did you come up with your username and what does it mean?

SIFU_HOTMAN because Zuko is one of my favorite characters and honestly Aang calling him “Sifu Hotman” is hilarious. 

2. Which fanfic of yours has the most feedback? (bookmarks/subscriptions/hits/kudos)

Exactly My Type by a long shot, lol. 

3. What is your AO3 profile icon and why did you choose it?

It’s Izaya Orihara to represent the trash on my page. 

4. Do you have any regular/favourite commenters?

Yes! I’m shocked when I read through my comments and see how often the same people will comment on each chapter. And there are definitely one or two that I look forward to seeing. I recognize a ton of usernames on AO3 but I don’t know many of them on here.  

5. Is there a fanfic that you keep going back to read again and again?

THIS fic by the super-talented @courtingstars! I swear I’ve reread this fic like 6 dozen times at this point, as well as the sequel! (For real tho, I could probably recite this fic word for word, I love it so much. AkaFuri fans, if you haven’t checked it out, I can’t recommend it enough!)

6. How many stories are you subscribed to? How many do you have bookmarked?

I’m guilty of not subbing or bookmarking that much, because it got to the point where I had so many that it kinda made it pointless, lol. But I’m subscribed to 2 users, and 5 fics, and I have 46 bookmarks. 

7. Which AU do you find yourself writing the most?

I don’t really write AU’s all that much? (I think I only have 2, the Nanny/Single Parent AU and a Red String of Fate AU). I definitly want to try doing more tho! I was super nervous about the Nanny/Single Parent one, but now it’s my hightest hitting fic! And it was from a prompt! lol

8. How many people are subscribed and bookmarked to you in total? (you can view this on the stats page)

Total bookmarks: 311 Total subs: 337

9. Is there something you’d like to write about but are afraid of people judging you for it? (Feeling brave? If so, share it!)

The only thing I can think of right now is I want to get better/ more comfortable with writing smut lmao. I’ll conquer it one day! 

10. Is there anything you would like to be better at? Writing certain scenes or genres, replying to comments, updating better, etc.

Updating better, for sure. It eats me alive that it’s been almost a year since I started Exactly My Type, and I’ve only written 5 chapters! It’s so hard to find time with all the overtime at work, and with everything else. BUT that’s something I definitely plan on changing. 

And maybe replying to comments? I generally don’t reply (I feel so bad about this, I’m so sorry. Comments just make me an incoherent mess and I’m never sure how to reply without rambling and making an idiot of myself)

11. Do you write rarepairs or popular ships more often?

Is AkaFuri a rarepair? I know it was more considered one a while ago, but I don’t know anymore. I guess whatever category they fall under, that’s it lol. 

12. How many stories have you posted on AO3 to this day (finished and unfinished)?

Eight! Which is eight more than I thought I would write. 

13. How many stories do you have saved in/with your writing program?

I have 30 stories saved on Google Docs. (I’m shocked? lmao)

14. Do you write down story ideas, or just keep them in your head?

Everything in my head. My ten hour shifts at work mostly consist of me staring off into space and writing fan fiction in my head. 

15. Have you ever co-authored a story?

Other than bouncing ideas off of a friend, no. It sounds fun tho!

16. How did you discover AO3?

Searching for ATLA fanfiction like, 4 years ago. After reading everyting FanFiction.net had to offer, I found AO3 and immediately made the switch. 

17. Do you consider yourself to be a popular or famous author in your fandom(s) on AO3?

God, no lmao. I think I’m IN the AkaFuri barrel, but far from the top of it.

18. Do you have a nickname or fandom name for your readers?

Not that I know of? I get comments about how much people like my username sometimes, so I’m cool with it if people just wanna call me Sifu Hotman lmao.

19. Was there an author who inspired or encouraged you to write?

My inspiration mainly came from a desire for more AkaFuri fics, lmao. But there were a few amazing writers who reallllly made me want to try writing, and I was encouraged plenty by my best friend, so here I am lol. 

20. What writing advice would you give to a beginning author?

To just write. I worried for so long (and I still do) about not being good enough, or making a mistake, or failing. But the only way to get better at writing is to write! If someone doesn’t like you’re story, odds are you’ll either get some helpful advice, or feedback on the part they did like. Even if you don’t want to post it publicly, just write it out anyway. I think I’ve improved so much since the first thing I wrote, and I hope I get even better the more I do it. 

21. Do you plot out your stories, or do you just figure it out as you go?

Again, spending 10 hours a day, 5 days a week in my own head, I get most of my stories down to the tiniest details before I even get to a computer. Once I sit down, some things may change or come out different, but I rarely go to write without having any idea. 

22. Have you ever gotten a bad comment on a story? If so, what did you do?

Actually... no, I don’t think I have.

23. Is there a certain type of scene that you have a hard time writing? (action, smut, etc..)

Smut, for sure lol. 

24. What story(s) are you working on now?

Fucking chapter 6 of Exactly My Type! (I just broke 6K the other day, and it’s not even halfway done). After that, I’m on to Defying Fate, with a couple of prompts inbetween. 

25. Do you plan your next project(s) before you finish your current ongoing story(s)?

Sorta...I guess. Exactly My Type happened because of a prompt request that got waaaay out of control, so that was poor planning on my part lmao. 

26. Do you have a daily writing goal set for yourself?

Not at all. I just go for it whenever I get the chance. 

27. Do you think you’ve improved as a writer since you first started?

100% yes. I want to crawl into a hole whenever I think about my first fic, lol. 

28. What is your favorite story that you’ve written?

I’m gonna shove the AkaFuri away for a second and go with Absolutely Baked. Mayuzumi is my favorite character to write for, and I think I got some pretty funny dialogue in that one. It makes me laugh, and the extra chuckles my friend and I got while discussing it were totally worth it. 

29. What is your least favorite story that you’ve written?

I don’t think I have a least favorite? If I had to pick probably my first fic, Emperor's Weakness. 

30. Where do you see yourself (as a writer) in 5 years?

Hopefully still writing fanfiction, lol. I would like to try writing some original work, but I doubt it. 

31. What is the easiest thing about writing?

Dialogue, I think. Once I get in a characters head, I find it very easy to write from their point of view. 

32. What is the hardest thing about writing?

Getting a full plot to run together. I’m pretty good at getting certain scenes down, but I have trouble piecing them all together sometimes. 

33. Why do you write?

Simply, because it’s fun. I know how happy it makes me when I read a super-awesome fic, and I like the feeling I get when someone tells me I gave them the same feeling. 

Anyways that’s all the questions, so I’ll put them here as well without the answers to easily c+p.

1. How did you come up with your username and what does it mean? 2. Which fanfic of yours has the most feedback? (bookmarks/subscriptions/hits/kudos) 3. What is your AO3 profile icon, and why did you choose it? 4. Do you have any regular/favourite commenters? 5. Is there a fanfic that you keep going back to read again and again? 6. How many stories are you subscribed to? How many do you have bookmarked? 7. Which AU do you find yourself writing the most? 8. How many people are subscribed and bookmarked to you in total? (you can view this on the stats page) 9. Is there something you’d like to write about but are afraid of people judging you for it? (Feeling brave? If so, share it!) 10. Is there anything you would like to be better at? Writing certain scenes or genres, replying to comments, updating better, etc. 11. Do you write rarepairs or popular ships more often? 12. How many stories have you posted on AO3 to this day (finished and unfinished)? 13. How many stories do you have saved in/with your writing program? 14. Do you write down story ideas, or just keep them in your head? 15. Have you ever co-authored a story? 16. How did you discover AO3? 17. Do you consider yourself to be a popular or famous author in your fandom(s) on AO3? 18. Do you have a nickname or fandom name for your readers? 19. Was there an author who inspired or encouraged you to write? 20. What writing advice would you give to a beginning author? 21. Do you plot out your stories, or do you just figure it out as you go? 22. Have you ever gotten a bad comment on a story? If so, what did you do? 23. Is there a certain type of scene that you have a hard time writing? (action, smut, etc..) 24. What story(s) are you working on now? 25. Do you plan your next project(s) before you finish your current ongoing story(s)? 26. Do you have a daily writing goal set for yourself? 27. Do you think you’ve improved as a writer since you first started? 28. What is your favorite story that you’ve written? 29. What is your least favorite story that you’ve written? 30. Where do you see yourself (as a writer) in 5 years? 31. What is the easiest thing about writing? 32. What is the hardest thing about writing? 33. Why do you write?

I was tagged by: @herdustisverypretty <333

People I’m tagging: @anime-saved-and-destroyed-me | @kaguneko | @shootmesenpai | @cerberosthehellguard | @jubesy

#(I tried to tag as many as I could. Anyone else join in!) #by this was a long one #and very detailed #i'm into it #i wanna see everyones repiles

[general-rusty]

Hazbin AU Swap

Alastor the host to hell's 6th most popular radio station, out got of him apartment to see the ruins from his balcony. He clears his throat and started to sing.

Chasing Happiness ♪ At the end of the journey there's happiness ♪ ♪ And to find it, how often I’ve tried ♪ ♪ But my life is a race ♪ ♪ Just a wild goose chase ♪ ♪ And my hopes, they were just a lie♪ ♪ Why have I always been a failure ♪ ♪ What could the reason be ♪ ♪ I wonder if the world's to blame ♪ ♪ I wonder if it could be me ♪ ♪ I'm always looking for hope♪ ♪ searching them with my tears♪ ♪ My schemes are just like all my dreams ♪ ♪ Ending every year♪ ♪ Some fellows look and find the sunshine ♪ ♪ I always look and find the rain ♪ ♪ Some fellows make a winning sometime ♪ ♪ I never even make the game ♪ ♪ Believe me ♪ ♪ I'm always looking for hope♪ ♪ Waiting to find the happiness♪ ♪ In vain ♪

In the streets of Hell

A Demon falls from the sky and lands on the ground. "Oh, I’m alive. I’m alive!" He said

A motorcycle runs him over and stop to drop off a leatherjacket wearing Niffty. "Heh. Thanks for the fun time, hot stuff." A male raccoon demon said.

"Yeah, yeah, listen. Keep this discreet, hear me? I can’t let it get out I’m offering my services to creeps on the street. It was a quick cash grab, ya got it?" Niffty said

The Raccoon scoffs, "Whatever you say, slut!" He laughs

"Ouch, ooh, such an insult!  Let me know when you come up with something creative to call me you sack of poorly packaged horse shit. Tell the mrs' I said hi. Schnookums." Niffty quipped

The motorcycle rides off

Niffty brush the dust off of herself. A hooded demon grab the cash out of Niffty's hand "Yoink!"

"Hey!" Niffty shouted

"Up yours, midget!" The hooded demon shouted. A rock falls onto the hooded demon.

Niffty gasps, "Oh my god! My money! Dang it!" She shouted

Up on Ms Cherri's ship.

"HAHAHA! THOSE WEAK SINNERS WONT DARE TOUCH MY TERRITORY OF DESTRUCTION! A WISE DECISION, THE POWER OF MY EXPLOSIVES ARE UNMATCHED! NOW ONE, ONE COULD COMPARE TO THE LIKENESS OF I!" Ms Cherri laughed. Cherri now wears a ugly red pantsuit.

"Gee, that is pretty good, boss!" One of Cherri's cherryboi yuppie minions said

"Yeah! You really showed them what for!" another Cherryboi said

"I loved it when you blow them up them with your grenade launcher." said a Cherryboi

"I wish she’d shoot me with her grenade launcher." cried a Cherryboi

Another Cherryboy pat his Cherrybrother's back.

"IN A FEW DAYS ILL DESTROY THE ENTIRE EAST SIDE OF THE PENTAGRAM! HELL WILL BE RUINED! AND EVERY ONE WILL FEAR THE NAME OF MS. CH-" Ms Cherri yelled.

"SSSLUT!" A wise guy shouted.

"DAFUQ!? WHO SAID THAT! WHAT DID YOU SAID SHITTY EXCUSE FOR A FRUIT!? SPEAK THE FUCK UP!" Cherri threatened.

A explosive egg bot was YEETED through the windshield and explodes in front of everyone.

Pentious now in patches and his top hat is a now flat cap, jumps through the hole in the windshield, "You looking for a fight, filthy whore? why won't you take your little whore house nonsense of my territory before I sssmasssh it." a support beam falls on to a cherryboi. "more..." Pentious threatened.

"OH YOU WANNA GO GRANDPA!? I HOPE YOU LIKE GUNPOWDER BECAUSE THAT'S ALL YOU WILL GET!" Cherri shouted while her Cherrybois surround Pentious.

The morning report. Two demons were at the desk. A oppressive suited man with white combed to the side hair and a gasmask for a face. And a frail white blonde woman with red eyes. "Good afternoon! I’m Tommy Trench." Tommy announced.

"And I’m Kate Killjoy. Chaos at a pentagram city today as a turf war is raging on the east side. Between notable Queen pin Ms Cherri Bomb and self-proclaimed wise guy Pentious." Kate reported.

"That’s right Kate! After the recent extermination, many areas are now up for grabs! Demons all over Hell are already duking it out to gain new territory!" Tommy reported.

"Those two seem to really be going at it, huh?" Kate repiled.

"Looks like they’re fighting tooth and nail for that hot spot!" Tommy pulls a tooth and nail out of the mug, place them on the desk, and smash them with his fist.

"And I’d sure love to get my hot spot nailed by him." Kate giggles.

Tommy chuckles, "You sure are a big pussy whore, Kate. Or should I say-" Tommy pours coffee onto Kate's crotch -Burnt Pussy."

"Not again!" Kate cried. Kate curled up in pain.

"Coming up next, we have an exclusive interview with the host of Hell’s 6th most popular radio, who’s here to discuss his brand-new passion project! All that and more, after the break!" Tommy crushes the mug. "Suck it up you little bi-"

Backstage.

Alastor now a lot more tender and tweak like, and Husk which is wearing a withered red and black leisure suit. "Okay. You remember what to say?" Husk ask.

Alastor took a deep breath. "Okay! Let’s do this!"

"Look at me, and I’ll mouth it to you." Husk said.

"Come on, Husker! I know all of the currant slang terms! I just feel like we need to- I don’t know, make things sound more glamour and darb-" Alastor gasp, "Oh! What if I-"

"-sing a song about it?" Husk said.

Alastor chuckles, "You knew I was gonna say that."

"Because you're like a book. But please don’t fucking sing. This is serious." Husk stated

"Well you know, I’m better at expressing myself and my goals through song! It's my job after all." Alastor said.

"But this isn’t like the radio, Al." Husk

"Okay I’ll just have to resort to my impeccable improve skills." Alastor said with a southern bell accent.

Now with Tommy Trench.

Alastor walks up to Tommy. "Hi! I’m Alastor." holds out his hand.

"Tommy Trench." Tommy drops the cigarette and stomps on it. "I’d say it’s a pleasure to meet you, but that's a horseshit lie. You can put that away." Alastor pulls his hand back. "I don’t touch the mixes. I have standards."

"Yeah? How’s uh- how’s that working out for ya?" Alastor asked while a support beam falls down onto a crewman. "Can someone help me!" the crewman screamed in pain.

"Look, my time is money, so I’ll keep this short. We’re not here because we wanted you here, you’re here because Rodney couldn’t make it for his dating show."

Alastor looked past Tommy's shoulder to see Kate rolling her eyes.

"You might be some radio bigshot, but that doesn’t mean shit to me. I’m too rich and too influential to give a flying fuck about what some tux-wearing F list radio host wants to advertise." Tommy got into Alastor's face.

"But I-" Alastor stuttered.

"-So don’t get funny with me buddy, or I will fucking end you." Tommy threatened.

"And we’re live!" A crewman shouted.

Tommy ran back to his seat and Alastor walks to his seat. "Welcome back! So, Alex-" Alastor interrupts, "It’s Alastor."

"Whatever. Tell us about this new passion project you’ve been insistently pestering our news station about!" Tommy grips the handgun in his jacket.

Alastor clears his throat, "As most of you know, I have been here in Hell since 1933, and if you remember life wasn't easy back then, but as you can see life is a lot worse here than it was there. I always tried to see the good in everything around me. Hell is my home, and you are my people. We-" Tommy shoots a bug with that handgun. Blood splashes onto Alastor's face. "We just went through another extermination. We lost so many souls, and it breaks my heart to see my people being slaughtered every year. No one is even given a chance! I can’t stand idly by while the place I live is subjected to such violence! So, I’ve been thinking. Isn’t there a more humane way to hinder overpopulation here in Hell? Perhaps we can create an alternative way to change souls through… redemption? Well I think yes. So that’s what this project aims to achieve! Ladies and gentlemen, I’m opening the first of its kind! A hotel that rehabilitates sinners!" Alastor announce.

...

"Y’know? ‘Cause hotels are for people passing through… temporarily."

In a dive bar in the hick part of hell. A bear demon laughes, "Is this guy for real? He thinks, you hear what this city boy thinks? he-' short laugh "-Oh, he’s nuts."

The camera man spoke up. "Stupid nig-"

Husk uppercuts the camera man.

"Look, every single one of you has something good deep down inside. I know you do. Maybe I’m not getting through to you." Alastor said

Husk sighs "Oh no."

Alastor snaps his fingers to bring his jazz band in.

♪ We have a dream ♪ ♪ We wish to tell ♪ ♪ And it’s just ball ♪ ♪ ‘Cause you’re one of a kind ♪ ♪ A charming demon belle! ♪ ♪ Now let’s give these burning fools a place to dwell ♪ ♪ (Take it, boys!) ♪ ♪ (Boo!) ♪ ♪ Inside of every demon is a cause ♪ ♪ We’ll dress ‘em up and give them a smile! ♪ ♪ (With a smile!) ♪ ♪ And we’ll chlorinate this cesspool ♪ ♪ With some old redemption flair ♪ ♪ And show these guys some proper class and style! ♪ ♪ (What’s in style?) ♪ ♪ (Oh!) ♪ ♪ Here below the ground ♪ ♪ I’m sure your plan is sound!  ♪ ♪ They’ll spend a little time ♪ ♪ Down at this Happy Ho-- ♪

Random demon: "Shut the fuck up! That is shit!"

Everyone laughs uncontrollably.

"What in the nine circles makes you think a single denizen of Hell would give two shits about becoming a better person? You have no proof that this little experiment even works! You want people to be good just… because?" Tommy and Kate laughs.

"Well, we have a patron already who believes in our cause, and she’s shown incredible progress!" Alastor shouted

"Oh? And who might that be?" Tommy asked.

"Oh, just someone named… Niffty." Alastor replied.

"The porn star?" Kate asked.

Tommy slowly turns around pointing that handgun at Kate. "You fucking would, Kate." Tommy turns back around. "In any case, that’s not even an accomplishment. I’m sure you can get that hooker to do anything with enough booger sugar and lube."

"Oh, I beg to differ. She’s been behaved, clean, and out of trouble for 2 weeks now." Alastor replied.

"Breaking news!" Shouted a crewman

Tommy pushed Alastor away. "We are receiving word that a new player has entered the ongoing turf war! Let’s go to the live feed!"

Shows Niffty kicking Cherryboi ass.

"Di Mi!." Alastor whispered.

"Dee Me indeed! It looks like the one who just joined the battle is none other than-" gasp "-porn actress Niffty! What a juicy coincidence! You must feel really stupid right now." Tommy said

Tommy and Kate laugh. "Ratings!"

Alastor gasped, "Don’t look at this!" He tried to hid the window on the greenscreen.

"Well, it sure looks like your little project is dead on arrival. Tell us, how does it feel to be such a total failure?" Tommy asked.

"Yeah? Well- how does it feel that I got your pen, huh? Dick?!" Alastor shouted.

Tommy went silent.

Alastor nervously laughs, "Sorry." Put the pen back.

Kate runs away while Tommy got the flamethrower

Back in the streets

"Hey thanks for the backup, Niffts!" Pentious shouted.

"You kiddin'? This is the best action I've seen in ages!" Niffty replied.

Pentious throws a egg bomb. "Where have you been anyways? I thought you died or something."

"Oh I wish! I've been staying at this dirty hotel on the other side of town. Some guys let me stay rent free if I play nice His words, not mine. These assholes are no fun! I’ve been clean for two weeks!" Niffty answered.

"Holy crap." Pentious replied.

"Well, sorta clean. As clean as you can get with a shitload of Bolivian marching powder." Niffty replied.

Cherri whips and ties Niffty up in a vine.

"Oh, harder mommy!" Niffty moaned.

Cherri gasp, "Daughter?!"

Niffty raise the brow in a "Da fuck?" way.

"You douches have no style! In war, the side remembered is the side with the most style." Cherri pop her collar up.

"Or the side that ain’t 6 feet under." Pentious replied.

"Speaking of style, what's up with the colors, it's red this and red that. Is it that time of the month?" Pentious quipped.

"Oh, well, that’s none of your goddamn business, now is it?" Cherri shouted.

"Oh yeah we're not suppose to talk about that." Niffty quipped.

"I’m going to blow you to bits!" Cherri threatened.

"Hm! Kinky!" Niffty quipped.

"Oh, not like that! creep!" Cherri replied.

Cherriyboi shoots at Niffty with a vine net gun.

"Not so cocky now, are we?" Cherri threatened.

"Y’know, you really gotta watch what comes out of your mouth. I’ve been making these sex jokes the whole-" Cherri pulls out a smg "-TIME! And it’s obvious ya ain’t catchin’ on-" Niffty kicks Cherri, takes her gun and shoots at the Cherryboi. "-I mean, it’s just SAD!

"So think you’re gonna get in a lot of trouble for this?" Pentious asked.

"Eh, what’s one little brawl gonna cause?" Niffty asked.

Back in the newsroom.

Alastor and Tommy are going at it fisticuffs, while the flamethrower is blowing fire to the right of the desk.

Kate runs into view of the camera while on fire. "Why won’t anyone help me?!" She screams.

Back in the streets. "Glad ya haven’t changed. You know you’re my favorite gal to party with!" Pentious shouted.

"You know it, you slimy snake. You ready to finish this?" Niffty asked.

"Hell yeah, baby." Pentious answered.

Niffty, Pentious, Ms Cherri, CherryBois, Alastor, Tommy, and Kate yelling in a 4 screen split.

In the Limo driving to the hotel Niffty was playing with the window

Husk carving a wooden steak and giving Niffty the death stare.

Niffty looks up to Husk, "What?"

"What? What?! What were you fucking doing?!" Husk shouted.

Niffty sighs, "Look I owed my snake buddy a solid! Isn’t that a “redeeming quality"? Helping pals with stuff?" Niffty shouted.

"Not with turf wars that result in genocide!" Husk shouted.

"Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred, plus didn't you caused a Genocide." Niffty snickers.

Husk throws the wooden steak at Niffty which pierced throw the window.

"Aw come on, I had to! My credibility was on the line-" Niffty sighs "-I mean, what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was trying to go clean? It just throws out my entire persona."

"Your credibility? What about the hotel? Your little stunt made us look like fucking clowns!" Husk shouted.

"No no no, hon. Clowns are funny! I made you look… uh, sad! And pathetic! Like an orphan, with no arms, or legs… Uh… oh, with progeria! Great! Now I’m bummed thinking about it! This thing have any liquor?" Niffty asked.

"Can you please just try to take this seriously?" Husk asked.

"Fine, I’ll try, just don’t bitch to your mother while you're fucking her." Niffty quipped.

"What was that you trying to be?" Husk got up and pulled out his knife.

"Whatever pisses you off the most. Is there seriously no liquor in here?!" Niffty shouted.

"I’m gonna kill her." Husk sat back down.

"Too late, hon. Wait, would that make me double dead? And where exactly do I go, to double Hell? Sorry, you’re stuck with me, bitch. Get used to it." Niffty laughs.

"Fucking bitch!" Husk mumbled.

"Listen, who cares if some jagoffs got hurt? Most of them are ugly freaks. Look around! Got a bunch of fuckin’ harlequin babies down here." Niffty said.

"You’re one to talk." Husk quipped.

"Hey! This body is flawless! Everyone wants some of me, and I’ve got the creepy fan letters to prove it!" Niffty pulls out a letter with stains.

"That was really not swell y’know, Niffty" Alastor said.

"Not Sweel?! After that trainwreck, there is no way anyone is gonna wanna stay at the hotel. All thanks to you and your selfish bullshit!" Husk shouted.

"Does that mean I don’t have a free room anymore?" Niffty asked.

Husk pulls the knife out again.

"Ah, well, shucks." Niffty snaps.

"Hey, come on, we don’t know if things are over yet. Try to relax, Husker. It’ll be okay!" Alastor reassured.

At the Happy Hotel

The three open the door. Husk sat down on to the couch to look at his hands, his mind goes back to the war.

Niffty went to the fridge to get a beer. "It’s probably a good idea to get some actual food in this place. Y’know, to feed all the wayward souls ya got in here." Niffty laughed, but then it became nervous laughter, and then she just stops.

Alastor went out to talk to his boss. "Hey Boss. Um, I know I keep calling, and you must want that kale paid back. But um, the interview isn't sitting pretty and... I don’t know if I’m going to make a difference. I don’t know what I’m doing. I could really use some advice, Boss. I think you're right about me. A-anyway, I’ll stop talking before this gets long." Alastor went back in.

A knock to the tune of Come On Eileen was on the door.

Alastor opens the door to see Charlie in her demon form.

"Hell-"

Alastor slams the door, and then open it again to see if he just saw that.

-o."

Alastor slams the door again. "Hey Husker?

"What?!" Husk asked.

"The Musical Demon is at the door!" Alastor nervously answered.

"Holy shit what?!" Husk drops the knife.

"Uh, who?" Niffty asked

"What should I do?" Alastor asked.

"Well, don’t let that bitch in!" Husk shouted

Alastor slowly opens the door.

"May I speak now?" Charlie asked.

"You may-" Alastor said.

"Charlie, pleasure to be meeting you, sweetheart, quite a pleasure. Excuse my visit, but I saw your riot on news and I just couldn’t resist. What a performance! Why, I haven’t been that entertained since the Great White show of 2003. Ah so many bodies." Charlie introduced

"Stop right there!" Husk pointed a M16 at Charlie. "I know your game. And I’m not gonna let you hurt anyone here, you spunky, quirky, musical harlot!" Husk threatened.

Charlie laughs slightly, "Hon, if I wanted to hurt anyone here... I would have done so already...." spooky demonic stuff pops up and then goes away. "No, I’m here because I want to help!"

"Say what now?" Alastor asked.

"Help!" Charlie exclaimed.

"Um, you want to help?" Alastor asked.

"With this ridiculous thing you’re trying to do! This hotel! I want to help you run it." Charlie exclaimed.

"Uh… why?" Alastor asked.

Charlie laughs, "Why does anyone do anything? Sheer, absolute boredom! I’ve lacked inspiration for decades! My work became mundane, lacking focus, aimless! I’ve come to crave a new form of entertainment!"

"Does getting into a fist fight with a upstage reporter count as entertainment?" Alastor asked.

Charlie laughs, "Absolutely, it's reality.  After all, the world is a stage! And the stage is a world of entertainment!"

"So, does this mean that you think it’s possible to rehabilitate a demon?" Alastor asked.

Charlie laughs, "Ha no. That’s wacky nonsense! Redemption, oh the non-existent humanity! Nononono, I don’t think there’s anything left that could save such loathsome sinners! The chance given was the life they lived before; the punishment is this! There is no undoing what is done!"

"So then, why do you want to help me if you don’t believe in my cause?" Alastor asked.

"Consider it an investment in ongoing entertainment for myself! I want to watch the scum of the world struggle to climb up the hill of betterment! Only to repeatedly trip and tumble down to the fiery pit of failure." Charlie stated.

"Right?" Alastor nervously asked.

"Yes indeedy! I see big things coming your way, and who better to help than I…" Charlie exclaimed.

With Husk and Niffty.

"Ah, so uh, what’s the deal with Smiles over there?" Niffty asked.

"Wait, you’ve never heard of her before? You’ve been here longer than me!" Husk shouted.

"Only for a decade." Niffty replied.

"The Musical Demon, one of the most powerful fuckers Hell has ever seen?" Husk stated.

"Eh, not big on politics." Niffty answered.

"Some fuckin' time ago, Charlie was let out of Lucifer's castle she rampaged the fuck out of everything and then she started podcasting her carnage through fucking songs people started calling her, the music demon.. That kind of raw power had never been harnessed by a mortal soul before. Strange song and dense numbers would play on the radio paired with terrifying screams and cries for help. She'd force victims to join in and those who wouldn't or couldn't got the worst of it. Sinners started calling her the Musical Demon. (How fucking original!) Many have speculated what unimaginable force enabled her to rival our world’s most ancient and destructive evils. But one thing’s for sure: She’s an unpredictable source of danger, a wicked spirit of mystery, and a violent monster of chaos the likes of which we can’t risk getting involved with unless we want to end up erased." Husk annoyingly exclaims.

"Bash ears much?" Niffty silently laughs, "She looks like a cinnamon roll princess!"

"Well, I don’t trust her!" Husk spat.

"To be fair, do you trust anyone?" Niffty asked. "Anyone."

Husk went to Alastor.

"Al, man, listen to me. You can’t believe this girl! She isn’t just a happy face! She’s a dealmaker, pure evil! She's Lucifer's daughter! She can’t be redeemed! And is most likely looking for a way to destroy everything we’re trying to do. And we don't want that." Husk stated.

"I know she’s bad, and I know she probably doesn’t wanna change, but the whole point of this is to give people a chance! To have faith things will be better! How can I turn someone away? I can’t.  It goes against everything I’m trying to do. Everything I believe in. I would be like them back then. Just trust me. I can take care of myself." Alastor stated.

"Alastor, whatever you do, do not make a deal with him!" Shouted.

"Don’t worry, I picked up one thing from them. “Ya don’t take shit from rich folk!”  Okay, so… Charlotte. You’re sketchy, and you clearly see what I’m trying to do here is a joke. But I don’t. I think everyone deserves a chance to prove they can be better. So, I’m taking your offer to help. On the condition that there be no tricks or voodoo strings attached." Alastor nervously said.

"So it’s a deal then?" Charlie asked.

Alastor takes a gulp before he shakes her burning hot hands. Her hand burns Alastor's hand like a hot stove. Alastor cries in pain.

Charlie let go of Alastor hand and went to Husk.

Alastor went to the fridge to get something to cool his hand.

"Smile, my boy! You know you’re never fully dressed without one!" Charlie stated. "So where is your hotel staff?" She asked.

"Uh, well…" Alastor points to Husk and Niffty with his good hand.

Husk growls.

"Oh ho ho ho, you’re going to need more than that." Charlie stated.

"And what can you do you quirky cutie?" Charlie asked Niffty.

"I can finger you to heaven." Niffty replied.

"Maybe not..." Charlie said.

"Your loss." Niffty stated.

"Well this just won’t do! I suppose I can cash in a few favors to liven things up!" Charlie snaps, which cleans the fireplace and light up a fire in it. Charlie then pulled out a tall and dark demon from the fireplace. Charlie then shake it a little to get rid of the soot which reveals our white and pink Spider Boi Angel Dust.

"This tall friend is Angel!" Charlie said.

"Hello, my name is angel, it been along time since I saw any guy... IS ANYONE HERE GAY!? sorry, that was rude... OH MY! this place is disgusting, it really need the fabulous touch, which is weird cause I'm sure at least one of you is gay..." Angel went all around the room with his 6 arms cleaning and remodeling everything.

Charlie snaps again.

A gray female demon was at a bar talking to a male demon, "Okay that will be $50 for a hand- wohhhhhh" All kinds of demonic shit goes around Vaggie "¿Que demonios?" Vaggie notices Charlie, "YOU!"

"Veggie sweat heart glad you could make it!" Charlie exclaims and then hugs

"Don't you veggie me! I was working!" Vaggie pushed Charlie away.

"Good to see you to!" Charlie laughed

"What do you want?" Vaggie asked.

"Well sweaty I'm doing some charity work and I took it upon my self to volunteer your Service!" Charlie answered.

"Are you joking!?" Vaggie asked.

"No, I don't think so! I thought you could be the new face of this fine establishment!"  Charlie points to a pole. "With your fine smile and "past experience" this job was made for you!" Charlie stated.

"IM AINT DOING NO CHAIRTY WORK DO I LOOK LIKE SOME KIND OF A FUCKING JOKE!?" Vaggie shouted.

"Maybe, but don't worry,I can make it more rewarding, if you wish." Charlie projects all of the cute good times they had back then.

"What!? you can think you can buy me with a wink and some good memories!? Well you can!" Vaggie got up to the stage

"Hey hey, heyheyhey! NO! No pole dancing we're meant to be a place that discourages sin! Not some kind of… casino, brothel, man-cave-" Husk ranted.

Niffty jumps on Husk. "Shut up! Shut! Up! We are keeping this." Niffty pointed to Vaggie. "Hey." Niffty flirted to Vaggie

"¡Vete a la mierda!" Vaggie said.

"Sounds sexy." Niffty flirted.

Alastor went up the the stage, "Hello there my scantily dressed friend! Welcome to this fine or at least with your help soon to be fine hotel!" Alastor introduced himself.

"I lost the ability to love years ago, so unless you got cash you're not worth my time." Vaggie stated.

"So, what do you think?" Charlie asked.

"This is the Bees Knees!" Alastor bellowed.

"It’s… fine." Husk stated.

Charlie went in for a hug with Alastor and Husk, "This is going to be very fun!" Charlie clears her throat and push Husk away. ♪ You have a dream ♪ ♪ You wish to tell ♪ ♪ And it’s just laughable ♪ ♪ But hey sir, what the hell! ♪ ♪ ‘Cause you’re one of a kind ♪ ♪ A charming pal! ♪ ♪ Now let’s give these burning fools a place to dwell ♪ ♪ Inside of every demon is a waste ♪ ♪ But we’ll dress ‘em up for now with just a smile! ♪ ♪ And we’ll chlorinate this cesspool ♪ ♪ With some old redemption flair ♪ ♪ And show these simpletons some proper class and style! ♪ ♪ Here below the ground ♪ ♪ I’m sure your plan is sound!  ♪ ♪ They’ll spend a little time ♪ ♪ Down at this Hazbin Ho-- ♪

A explosion outside blast the door off and hit Angel.

Everyone walked out to see what was happening

"Ha! Well well well, look who it is harboring the musical freak! We meet yet again, Charlie!" Cherri shouted.

"Do I know you?" Charlie asked.

"Oh, yes you do! And this time, I have the element of- surprise!" Cherri maniacal laughs "I’m so evil!"

Charlie snaps to bring up her goat goons to destroy the ship.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa whoa!" Cherri started to scream as the goats started to destroy her ship and murder her Cherrybois.

Two of the goats grab Cherri and threw her at the wall. "Oh, that hurt!" Cherri screams.

The Goats took control of the ship and pilot it into the cracks where they came from.

The ship explodes when it got into the crack.

"Well I’m starved! Who wants some cake? My father once showed me a wonderful recipe for cake! In fact, they named it after him! You could say the kick was right out of Hell! Yes sir, this is the start of some real changes down here!" Charlie laughes

"The show starts! Now... Stay tuned." Charlie snaps changing the sign from, "Happy." to "Hazbin."

#hazbinhotel #hazbin hotel #hazbin #hazbin charlie #hazbin angel dust #hazbin niffty #hazbin sir pentious #hazbin alastor #hazbin husk #hazbin cherri bomb #hazbin characters #hazbin katie killjoy #hazbin tom trench

[namelessstoryteller]

I'm not like her other friends

Recently got a message from friend I'm calling Linn. Linn was my first friend when I started High School, and I made friends with Anna and Joe, who were her childhood friends, and a chick I chatted to in homeroom named Freda, who was Linn's bff.

Two events started the downfall from me getting kicked out of this group. I felt like a taxi driver while driving Linn and Freda around on Halloween, and mentioned to Linn, hey I don't like being a third wheel afterwards. So whenever she brought up hanging out with Freda, as I was the only friend with a car, I always rejected it. The second was I brought us tickets to Impractical Jokers, our fav show that was touring in our town that year. She agreed to pay me back the 70 over time. This was the only time I ever asked her for money in the 6 to 7 years of friendship.

Linn never had much money so I hung with her and brought the tickets, the food, and the events. I hung out with her because I could always make her laugh and loved our shared interests.

However, turns out everything that was said, was shared between Joe, Freda, family, and others. I got a bf and wanted to ask her yknow girl/perverted questions, I wanted a conversation about this stuff with her as we been friends for years and I only knew her attempts at relationships. I made her feel uncomfortable with this open conversation. I apologized but I learned this was shared with everyone and I was a bad friend for not noticing the signs.

A group chat was formed later on, with Joe, Freda, Linn, rando, and a chick named Iris. I knew Iris but I really don't know what side she was on throughout this whole thing, she had conversations with both of us and sent me screenshots from Linn, so I suspect she did the same for Linn. I made a comment, like "what up b*tches" and that fucking broke Freda. Apparently I hated her and it was aimed at her. And Im insensitive (which is a bit true but I have said worst, and Linn brings this up a lot later on).

I wanted an overnight hangout for spring break, I invited Linn, Joe, his gf, Anna, Iris. Linn knew I smoked and drank, but due to the friend group, I was never planning on bringing those items along. They didnt know I only invited them, my bestie, and a HS friend. Only Iris ever drank. Only my bestie smoked.

After hearing no, I gave up and just went to the hotel with my best friend and our HS friend. I had a good time playing uno. But Linn asked to hang that night and I told her I was doing this as I had planned a long time ago.

Apparently I got blocked from the friend group (i had it muted so I never noticed), i only noticed when I got invited back and saw the messages.

"That's so messed up of you S to leave one of your real friends whose been there for you" said iris.

It been planned for a long time, it was even planned with everyone in mind.

"I don't wanna start anything bc she'll just try 2 play the victim lol" "I don't trust her with alcohol and weed. But now I kinda don't trust her with a lot of things" "I mean if you look how Savannah grew up, you see why she is the way she is...." "I didn't like her mom the moment I saw her"

No, I had party friends and a pothead cousin. The mom comment is because my mom smokes cigarettes and Linn hated the smell and called her mom to leave my house. And I moved to my grandparents years later.

"She's reckless and tbh I'm sorry to say this but she is also kind of a hoe" said Joe. The same guy who wanted me to sleep with him when I had a bf for over a year. And he even said if I slept with him (while having a gf) that he would put in a good word. Linn agrees "I only want to find a bf and sleep with him. Not sleep with the whole town"

"Ig when I hang with her again I don't want drama but I have 2 talk 2 her maybe steer her on the right path maybe she's secretly sad. And puts her pain into weed and drinking"

No, when Im sad, I talk to you or my bestie, but then that gets shared to everyone so I stopped talking to you about my feelings.

I don't remember when this happened, but I made a comment about her oversized bra as she had tiny chachas. My mistake. Everyone has body issues, and that was hers, and I spent an hour apologizing as sometimes I do run my mouth. I just felt like the bra didn't mean much if it wasnt padded, but just there for air for her body type.

Through months of talking. Getting mad at each other. Stopped talking. Unfriending each other. Of how Im not like her other friends. We agreed on a movie. I sent her a msg at 10am asking if 10pm was a good time to go see a random movie, she read the message. I never got a message back until 9pm saying she was ready. I told her, dude message me sooner I thought you ignored me and got ready for bed. And she got mad I didn't tell her I got ready for bed while she was prepared to go out. I said it's a movie we can reschedule, it's too late to drive to her home and movies especially when it's opening night. This, of course, got her mad. I said Im sorry for the miscommunication on my part.

I heard back from her 3 days later, 4 days before the Impractical Jokers. "Are you still taking me to Impractical jokers?" At this point, I'm over these issues and her so I finally stood for a battle.

I replied, "Linn, how things are looking like right now, probably not. And I don't really feel bad since it wasnt paid." I told her I didn't want to because she more focus on the tickets when we still had last arguement.

She had 5 dollars, I told her at least 25 (not even half the price but it was something) or least try to pay me in small amounts. She said she was saving up for something so 15 at most, and I repiled like you tried saving up for these tickets.

She said "Ur like my only friend who wants me 2 pay back a concert ticket. Everyone else has brought it out of just being nice. But I did agree to pay back $70 which tbh is too much. So I said $15 but Idek bc rn I have $5" "U want me 2 ask ppl hey can u give me money bc my friend wants me 2 pay her back 4 a concert? They aint gonna do that Bc they're gonna say that's ur friend's problem"

It's your problem, Linn. Not mine.

She said this should be her bday gift, and when I brought up how much I spent on her throughout the years, she said "you never had to and Plus u should kinda do that out of being a good friend not do it 4 money btw....but now ik not 2 ask u 4 shit bc ur gonna want me 2 pay u back 4 it. I wouldn't want u 2 pay me back but that's just me 💁💁"

She msg me on my phone. Went through the cycle of her saying hey I can make payments now, and me saying it's too late since I already invited someone else, "Im money hungry/i never apologized", she had family issues and is broke, stop bringing up things in the past she already apologized for (when she brought up things I apologized for). How she kept me as a friend, how loyal she was, when all of her friends and family told her to drop me, who knew every single bad detail about me, every bad secret. Yes, this came up a lot during our disputes. Even when I told her I didn't care what her friends thought cuz I wanted just us talking.

I thought we liked to hang out together, but maybe it was just me who enjoyed those times. She always wanted someone else there. Anna, Iris and Joe I was okay with just in small amounts because of gas. Plus, those guys never had money either and I can only pay for so many. Maybe I was her friend because I had a car and okay with spending money.

So yes, I'm the bad apple. I've been living with the same guy for the last two and a half years, clean from weed for the last one and a half (bf told his dad he would stay clean, i only smoked because i was always offered some by others), drinking once a month.

And then Linn messaged me on my bday, happy birthday we should hang out with anna she misses you!

Uhuh. Sure. Maybe someday.

Sorry I had to rant since apparently I always saw myself as the victim. I did fuck up with the uncomfortable questions and bra comment. I felt I had these conversations with my other friends, so why not with the friend I had for the longest. But the movie ticket, like come on seriously?

Tl;dr toxic friendship turned bad, got witchhunted by my "friends" and money hungry for a ticket I brought.

#toxicity #toxic #broke bish #bad friends #insensitive #argument #heart break #bullies #witchhunt #seriously #toxic friends #toxic friendships

[ladyemberswrites]

Writing request: Lotor and Allura experiencing Earth carnivals for the first time plz

Lotura + Shiro

~

Awestruck, there is no other word for it. The lights, the colors, the whirlwind of noise and people.

"Wow" Allura murmured eyes aflame with curiosity. The brightness of the carnival decorations dance along her bare skin drawing emphasis to her crystalline gaze, and ivory curls pushed over her shoulder in a intricate braid.

"Definitely, though I can't seem to find anything else in my vocabulary to describe-well this"

"It's beautiful" Lotor squeezed her fingers between his larger ones "and sparkly!" She eyes the large skyscraper like establishments with interest.

"Are you guys going to stand there or what" Shiro smiled at them "come on, I'll show you around" Allura nods enthusiastically, pulling Lotor eagerly along.

~

Lotor knew that Earth is a highly populated planet, but given that his time here had been spent in the dull, white colored rooms of the infirmary and the grey halls of the Garrison base, places mostly isolated and secluded, he hadn't much time, until now, to enjoy what Earth and its inhabitants had to offer.

The happy cries and shouts of children and their families reminded him of his days spent traveling in exile baring witness to many different cultures and festivities of other planets untouched by the Galra Empire's path of mindless destruction.

"So, what do you guys what to do first?" Shiro's voice broke him from his musings.

Lotor's eyes darted around from stall to stall. Theirs many of them, too many to chose from "what are the booths for" he points, Allura follows his line of sight.

"Some are for games and the others for food" he answers "what do you guys want to do first?"

"Games! Let's do the games" Allura bounced on her heels.

"Lotor?"

He shakes his head "anything's fine with me"

"Alright, this way"

The first booth they approached earned them a few stares.

"Mommy, that man has purple skin" a child looked upon him in wonderment, the mother on the other hand casted him a wary smile, she pulled the child away as discreetly as she thought possible.

"It's not nice to stare, honey"

"But, he's huge! Super huge!" The child emphasized by rising his hands until the mother simply dragged him away "and that guy has a metal arm!"

"What's her problem" the princess muttered.

"It's nothing to worry about" he brought her hand to lips.

"But"

"Don't let it get to you" Shiro assured "earth just needs time to get use to you guys. Us." He noted the odd glances towards his scar and white hair, and more importantly his cybernetic arm.

Allura also received some odd looks, but nothing that lingered for far too long, besides her ivory hair, pointed ears and pink markings she didn't stand out too much, she could definitely pass for a Terran with few problems. He on the other hand is a different story altogether, as he towered over everyone here.

The booth keeper is an elderly man wearing a strange hat of sorts "Good Evening!" He waves " Y'all interested in a game or two" he didn't comment on either of their appearances, much to his relief.

"Three please" he noted a pyramid of white-what he believed to be pins of some kind, Shiro payed the man 5 pieces of currency called dollars if he remembered correctly, and in return the man gave him three bright, red balls.

"Does the pretty lady want to go first" he tips his hat with a wink.

"Me?" Shiro gave her balls which meant his hand is vacant for the time being "oh, well if that's alright"

"Lady's first" Shiro moved aside.

"Okay, than what is the objective of this game"

"You just have to knock over these here rows of pins, all ten, in three gos, if you do, ya get a prize"

"Oh!" That piquet her interest "what kind of prize"

He nods up, gesturing to a large net filled with stuffed animals. Earth animals to be exact, Allura beams, squealing in delight "their so cute! Alright, your on" determined, she picked her first ball, the man moved out the way. Biting her lip, she rose her arm and tossed with all her strength.

Meaning it rip right through the pins and through the wood of the stall. The old man's brows shot right into his hair line, as all ten hit the floor with a clank.

Shiro grimaced slightly at the display.

"Yes!" She jumped, oblivious to the hole in the wall. And the next rows went down with quick ease. The older man whistled, impressed.

"You gotta mighty nice hand there, little lady."

"Thank you!" She hopped "now, what prize do I get"

"Any of your choosing"

"Um" she pressed a finger to her lips as she scanned the assortment of stuffed creatures "oh, oh that one-with the long neck"

"The giraffe?"

"Yes" she bobs her head that one "that one, please"

At the end of ordeal. Shiro offered to pay fot the damages, but the man just laughed it off and said that looking to renovate anyways. No troubles.

All in all it didn't turn into a disaster, as he watched Allura rub the stuffed animal against her cheeks "it's so fluffy"

It certainly is a strange animal, but Allura seemed to adore it. After, the pin booth, they tried one with floating fruit. Apparently, the point is to fish as many out the water using only your mouth.

Lotor found it ridiculous and a idiot's guide to almost waterboarding oneself, not to mention unsanitary. But, the night is young and Allura's bustling with vigor, apparently being incarcerated at the Garrison has left to hype on energy that needed to be funneled somewhere. And Shiro's only happy to join.

Lotor twisted his face away; watching people sticking their mouths in a tank of water, swapping bodily fluids without a single thought that this could be a breeding ground for contamination.

Allura beat Shiro by twenty to his measly 5 in one minute, and he ended up carrying the paper bag full of fruit. From there they visited another water based game this time with fish.

He grimaced "don't tell me we have to catch them with our mouths"

Shiro chuckles "No. No. We use these special nets to catch as many as we can in a certain time frame."

"Ah."

"Wanna try?" Allura offers him a net adorn with a handle.

"Very well" it seemed easy enough.

~

It was not. The fish kept jumping out his net and escaping, or in their rush towards freedom kept splashing him in the face. By the end of it his shirt is splotched with water. Shiro ended up winning this round with Allura pouting, as she only caught 2 by the time finally came to end.

"No fair" she mumbled walking away dejectedly.

"It's not as easy as it looks"

He agreed silently, picking at the long sleeved black Shirt he had bought when the Green Paladin's mother helped everyone not from Earth buy clothing.

"But, you made it look so easy" she whined.

The former gladiator rubbed the back of his head self-consciously "experience, actually. I use to play this game all the time in my hometown."

"I see" she murmured "suppose that explains a lot. What was it like?"

"Huh?"

"Your home town I mean?"

"Nothing much really. Pretty small, mostly farm land and rice fields. But, my parents don't live there anymore, they moved into the city for the benefit of my father's health years ago"

"How come you didn't introduce us"

"They live halfway across the world, plus, we haven't actually talked in years, long before I went to space"

"What?" Why, wouldn't they?" She snapped her head towards Shiro brows furrowed "did you get into a fight?"

Shiro peered away from her concerned gaze uncomfortably "Shiro?" She said softly.

Lotor cleared his throat. Loudly "Allura."

"Huh?"

He shook his head.

"Um" she tried reaching for his shirt.

"Look, candle apples. Stay put, I'll get some" he made haste through the crowd leaving behind a confused, bewildered Allura.

"I said something stupid didn't I" she repiled after a moment.

"Your not stupid" he placed a hand on her head guiding her away from the crowds with little effort "but, I believe it's best if you don't bring up his parents"

"Yeah" she rubbed her arm "I'll apologize when he gets back"

"I don't think that'll be wise."

"Why not!" She snapped indignantly "I've clearly done something wrong. I have to apologize"

"In this case it's best if you don't."

"Why?"

"It might come off as pity"

"Oh.." her ears wilted tad.

"Just let it be"

"Alright" she mumbled.

"Mommy! It's those alien people!"

"Let's find a seat shall we" he grumbled.

~

It takes awhile for Shiro to find his way back through the sea of people. In the meantime he and Allura found a pinic table laying on the outskirts, away from human traffic. Still the wayward looks and glances wouldn't end. Some were even brave enough to approach.

One being a little girl who came up to Allura dressed in little dimples "I love your hair! It's so pretty and curly!"

"Why thank you! That's sweet of you to say"

Another were a group of men of many sizes, though none of them rivaled him in height, despite some being burly or muscular. Unlike, the girl they alarmed him as the green colored clothing and hunting gear caused his suspicions to arise as they made their way to them.

The smallest of the group spoke "you the aliens we've been hearing about?"

"Why do you wish to know"

"Just wanna ask some questions" he answered vaguely.

"Interview" one with braided blonde hair blurted out, nudging his friend with his elbow"we wanted to interview y'all if that's okay"

Allura simply gave him an odd glance and shrugged.

"Forgive me asking but what's with the heavy gear?" Lotor nods his head towards the trapping equipment hulled on their backs.

"Oh, this-we're bigfoot hunters"

Lotor rose a brow.

"Bigfoot?" Allura inquired.

"Yeah, the missing link between man and ape"

"Oh!" Allura said in a way that she clearly didn't understand "I see. Well, then what is it that you wanted to ask us?"

The short man pulled out a rectangular device that appeared to be falling apart, as it is amatuerly stuck together with tape, the other men gathered closer.

He hit a button and a red light blinks on "is it true, that your aliens from outer space?"

Allura tucked a few strands behind her ears, straightening her shoulders, and lacing her fingers together on top the table "Technically, speaking yes. But, to be more specific I'm Altean from the planet Altea and Lotor, here is both Altean and Galra"

"Ah!" They all said in unison, nodding their heads.

"How many alien species are out there in the universe"

"Billions upon billions"

Another unsion of ahs, some them even whipped out their own recording devices.

"Is it true that your a princess, little lady"

"Yes, that is correct"

"And this guy's really an Emperor"

"Indeed" he answers shortly.

A few more questions were asked before they asked for a picture. Lotor declined, but Allura had no qualms about taking any with the strange men. Before they took their leave they left a number they could contact them with.

"What was that about?" Shiro came back looking far more calmer and less ill.

"Bigfoot, hunters apparently"

"Those guys. They didn't cause any trouble did they?"

"Strangely, no"

"I liked them"

"I got the candy apples" he hands one to Allura who eyes it with wonder, and takes a bite.

Lotor takes one from his and found it way too sweet for his taste. Allura gobbles it up like a man starved and in complete bliss. He takes a few more before bestowing his to her with she accepts without hesitation.

~

Their next destination brought them out further where the rides were hidden. Again so many to choose from, though the errant screaming is off putting. Mostly, to his ears.

"Don't worry, its not what you think" Shiro assuages their worries.

The first one they tried is a spinning teapot. Allura had fun spinning them around as fast as she cound possibly make the machine go. They went twice before vertigo set in and he had to stop. The other were the bumper cars. Not exciting as Shiro made it out to be, that and he had to pass because he couldn't fit.

Next, were the rollercoasters. An endless cascade of loops and spins, twists and turns.

Basically, a standing safety hazard in his opinion.

"It's safe, Lotor"

"Is it really?"

"They have safety measures and guidelines"

"Mh"

He didn't want to get flung fifty stories from a flimsy carnival ride.

"Come on, Lotor. Please" Allura begged.

"Very well"

Once again looks are trained in their direction. The courier of this so-called Doomsday Coster, didn't exactly inspire hope in him in anyway, nor did the courier's figdeting and stammering as he pulled the harness over his head, locking him in place, and hastily rushed away from his line of sight.

The experience is needless to say-quite dull when you compare it to his sicline ships, Allura had the time of her life and she and Shiro went for an encore.

Gidy and energized, Allura had coaxed them in to trying a few more rides, by the time they had reached the one that slowly rose to the top than dropped out the skies; he had enough excitement for the night. Upon sitting down, they found the rest with Hunk puking abd heaving onto the ground as Pidge consoled him.

Of couse Allura wanted to try the walking safety hazard. Though, she didn't try and rope him into this one, she and Keith decided to give it a go while Lance kept a distance. From him to be exact. Not that it bothered him in the slightest, as Shiro also decided that it was enough excitement for the day.

Watching Allura climb onto that contraction did little to ease his nerves, especially when she came barreling down many feet from the air. Only this time, she joined Hunk as she came shakily down the ramp and vomited into one the garbage cans.

It seemed she had finally met her match.

~

This was a fun request! I might add some more later.

Thanks for the prompt @beautifulmonsterseverywhere !

#lotura #lollura #requests

[bimbothedog]

June 12th, 1925, mid day, a new amusement park by the name of Bendy’s Land Of Ink. thousands of people crowded around to be first on the rides and games. While everyone was outside, two park employees sit in the storage room where mascot costumes, tools, spare parts and other junk are kept. One employee, a man well in his 40s sips on his coffee, the other, a new 20 year old man, fresh out of collage looks through a rather large book about mysterious and morbid events documented in the past. The silence was broken when the young man said  “Man, look at all these bizarre events!” he continues to flip through the pages. He continues, “ jersey devil, sasquatch,  feral soldiers, these must be life’s greatest mystery!” He older worker chuckles and goes back to take another sip. The younger worker stares at the the middle aged worker with an eyebrow raised. “What's so funny?” the young man said. The older worker puts his mug down and says in low sort of chilling tone, “those stories are nothing compared to the one i remember” he says with a smirk. His younger co worker leaned close to him curious and interested, “tell me what  you know”. “Few years ago, joey drew brought one of his characters to life with a magical ink machine” said the older worker. His younger associate listens in amazement. The older employee continues, “long story short, all hell broke loose, when the army arrived, they confiscated the ink machine and the ink used for it, but some people have manage to get ahold of this living ink, along with the creatures as well”. The younger employee was left speechless and starstrucked. Then the other worker broke the silence and says “we have several of those ink containers here in storage”. The younger worker shot up standing and said “show me! I wanna see!”. His older co worker sat still, deciding whether if he should show him, finally, he says follow me and he gets up. Both employees walk down stairs to the lower level of the storage area. The middle aged worker shows where the canisters were. He then opens a protective lid to prevent the glass covered peep hole, turned on the lights, and there in the canister was a fully preserved human like body encased in solidified ink. “Holy Shit!” the new employee says as he stumbles back. “So that thing was alive?” “so they say” the older employee replies as he cleans the glass covering. The young worker says in a worried tone “these things don't leak do they”. “Leak? Hell no!” the other worker repiled. “These caskets were made by the US corp of engineer!” He then proceeds to smack the canister and caused it to spew ink all over the two employees. The two panic and scream as the ink starts to engulfing them till they were barely recognizable. The two workers then fall dead on the floor, lifeless with no signs of movement. As the ink continues to leak, the body inside the canister start to melt and revealed a more detailed imprint of the body as an actual human corpse. The canister then starts to fall apart, letting the body out. The ink then proceeds to move towards and go up the stairs and towards the room with the mascot costumes. The ink starts to seep into the costumes, and soon the costumes started to move.

[tangoderocky]

JUST A NIGHT IN ✐LYON

TAGGING → Ethan Hudson & Roxanne Lynn

TIME FRAME → August 3rd, 2017

LOCATION → Roxanne’s Apartment

GENERAL NOTES → Roxanne asks Ethan’s opinion. There are cookies & milk. Confessions. Marriage Pact. ‘nuff said.

Roxanne grinned to herself as she read Ethan's text, shaking her head and making her way from the kitchen to rinse off the flour that had gotten all over her arms. He never seemed to have a hard time making her laugh and that was one of the main reasons she enjoyed hanging out with him. She debated changing for a moment as she looked into the mirror, running her now clean fingers through her hair and pulling it up into a messy bun before finally deciding that throwing on a hoodie over her leggings would be more than enough. She made sure to put on a little make up before heading back into the living room and sending him a text to let him know that her front door was unlocked for him.

Ethan pulled up to Roxanne's place and turned off his bike after he pulled up next to her car. He placed the key into his pocket, slid off his helmet and ran a hand through his hair. He felt his phone vibrate, pulled it out and saw the text from Roxy before he let himself in. "Honey, Im home." He called out, closed the door behind him and placed his helmet on the floor before he shrugged off his jacket. He placed it on top of it before he headed into her living room.

Roxanne chuckled, rolling her eyes and glancing over to the couch towards him. "If you're home, that means you owe me rent, mister." She teased, grinning at him and standing up to greet him. Rocky was always a tactile person unless someone told her they weren't and hugging was just another way she greeted people. "So now that you're here, you'll listen to my question and give me your opinion right? You said you would if you got to see me and here I am." She waved a hand to motion to her whole body before offering up a pout. "You practically promised."

Ethan let out a laugh as he shook his head and returned the hug. "You should probably get a roommate." He replied as he looked at her nodded as he followed her hand and checked her out. "You know when you do that, it seems like you're screaming, check out my breast." He looked at her pout an smiled. "I know I did, which is what we're gonna do. No matter how much you wanna jump me."

Roxanne shook her head, scrunching up her nose. "Nah. I mean the company would be nice but then it's like people would be invading my space and I don't know how I feel about strangers all up in my business." She shrugged her shoulders, laughing as she glanced down. "I mean, they're not too out there right now so I think I'm okay. You don't get the full affect because no cleavage." She pointed out, placing her hands on her hips before walking into the kitchen to grab a plate of the cookies she had made earlier and placing them on the table in front of the couch. She took a seat, patting the spot next to her and smirking. "Come take a seat. Don't worry, I won't jump you. Promise. I know how much you want you it but you'll just have to wait."

Ethan nodded, knowing what she was meaning and watched her glanced down. "Damn it, cockblocked by a shirt." He replied as he sat down next to her and raised an eyebrow when he noticed the cookies. "Look, Im not that great at telling whats a good cookie or not, Dom's your guy for that." He hung his head and glanced over at her. "I'll wait, for sure."

Roxanne could only laugh at his words then, shaking her head at how ridiculous he could be sometimes. "Too bad for poor Ethan. No boobs for you today." She leaned back in her spot, glancing at the cookies before raising her own eyebrows and scoffing. "I don't need an opinion on my cookies. I know they're good. Rude." She joked, nudging him with her shoulder. "I was going to ask you an opinion on something I plan on doing in the future. The cookies are just a snack, goof. What I really want your opinion on is my restaurant and/or bakery idea. It's a little of both."

Ethan sighed loudly as he relaxed against the couch. "You're going to be the death of me Roxanne." He replied as he glanced over at her and raised an eyebrow. "You sure about that?" He asked and let out a chuckle. He nodded as he listened to her, ran a hand through his hair and stretched with his hands behind his head and glanced back over at her. "Oh, well then Ima grab one and oh really? What's the idea?"

Roxanne giggled, nodding her head in agreement. "I mean I guess I will since you need the breasts to survive, don't you?" She teased, winking at him before grabbing a cookie herself and biting into it for emphasis. "Nice, soft, and chewy. I know my cookies are good, you big meany!" She remarked after chewing and swallowing before licking her lips and looking down at her lap. "I...was thinking of opening a restaurant/bakery when I'm done with school and everything. You know? But for the theme, I was leaning towards fairy tale. Alice in Wonderland to be specific. I just...wanna know I'm not being silly, you know? Everyone's been really encouraging but I know you'll be really honest with me."

Ethan let out a laugh and shook his head. "Nope, I don't. You guys tend to forget that Im bisexual and you guys call yourself my friends." He replied, knowing that she was teasing him and grabbed a cookie. He took a bite out of the cookie, shook his head once more. "Im not a big meany." He leaned against the couch before he got up and grabbed some milk. He poured it as she talked, placed the milk back into the fridge and headed into the living room once more. "I say go for it, its not silly or anything like that."

Roxanne looked up at him then, smiling. "Oh I know you are. I was being more specific about mine." She shook her chest to emphasis, a mischievous smile on her face as she did so. She hummed, thinking for a minute before biting her lip. "You really think so?" She had never really been one to second guess herself but the idea had her on edge and she had wanted to make sure she wasn't just dreaming with her head in the clouds about something that wouldn't work. "Thanks, Ethan. It means a lot to me. It's just something I've wanted for a while, you know?"

Ethan made an oh face. "Oh, okay." He replied as he caught her smile and nodded as he back down onto the couch. "I really think so." He replied as he placed his glass on a coaster and leaned back against the couch as he angled his body towards her. "You're welcome, Roxanne and I know and of course. Have you started looking at buildings?"

Roxanne shook her head at his question, playing with the sleeves of her sweater and looking up at him. "Didn't want to jump the gun, you know? With the idea and then still having to finish school. I don't want to pick out a building until I know I'm ready and I'm not quite there yet but it never hurts to think about a theme at least." She explained, licking her lips and clearing her throat. "So yeah, that's what I needed an opinion on. See, wasn't so hard. Had me pouting and everything, and it was just a yes or no question really."

Ethan nodded as he understood where she was coming from and relaxed against the couch. "Yeah I know and understand. True, have you thought about doing some drawings of the theme?" He asked and smiled softly as he shook his head. "It wasn't, no and Im sorry and true."

Roxanne shrugged a bit before running her fingers through her hair to tug out her bun and placing the ponytail holder on her wrist. "I'd have to ask someone who actually has drawing skills because I can barely draw stick figures but I guess getting some sketches done wouldn't be a bad idea." She murmured as she thought more about it. She smiled up at him then. "It's okay. It means I got to see you and I'm more than okay with that. Plus I got to see you be smooth and that was pretty awesome too."

Ethan hummed a bit. "Well, there are plenty of people who are talented and Im sure would love to help you out. Nah, it wouldn’t be." He repiled with a smile as he reassured her and squeezed her knee. He kept the smile on his face as she talked, nodded and shrugged a bit. "I try to be once in a while."

Roxanne nodded in agreement, knowing she could probably ask around and find someone who would be willing to help. "I'm thinking of asking Parker but she has a lot on her plate right now so I might wait." She shifted her body a little then, moving to rest her head on his shoulder. "I think it's when you don't try that it really works for you. I was definitely surprised by it though not in a bad way."

Ethan took a sip of his water and glanced over at Roxanne when she said that Parker had a lot on her plate. "Oh does she? That sucks." He replied as he felt her head on his shoulder and nodded as he agreed. "True and good."

Roxanne hummed in replied, glancing up at him though not moving from where she was laying on his shoulder. "She does. She's been through a lot and she's working through it but it's okay because she has us. I'll mention it to her though, just in case." She let them sit in a comfortable silence for a while before speaking up again. "How have you been though? We've been talking about me non-stop. What's going on in Ethan's world?"

Ethan chewed on his bottom lip. "Good and Im sure Dom's tearing himself apart if she's going through a lot. I should probably invite him to poker night. Im sure she'll love that." He let out a soft chuckle when he heard her question and shook his head as he ran a hand through his hair. "I've been okay, depsite of not fucking everyone and nothing really important. Doing gigs whenever I can, trying not to get a crush on Dom again."

Roxanne tilted her head, eyebrows furrowing up in confusion as she listened to him speak. "I'm sure a night out would be nice for him, yeah. What's the deal with you and Parker?" She remembered Parker mentioning that he didn't really like her but she had forgot to bring up until then. "I'm sure it's been a struggle with no hookups." She teased before blinking in surprise and sitting up fully to turn her body towards him, staring him down. "You had a crush on DJ before?"

Ethan "Oh nothing, we're peachy as fuck." Ethan said as he grabbed a cookie and shrugged a bit. "Everyone's the same, get to a certain point, what does this mean? Like I wanna hook up in peace." He swallowed his bite as he looked at her and saw her stare. He let out a sigh as he put a cookie back onto the table. "When Parker started hanging out more and then he would ditch me for her and it became clear that he was in love with her, I felt jealous. Like, I had no reason to be jealous then I realized that I had a crush on my best friend. That's when I found out that Im attracted to guys and didn't tell him that because I was afraid that I was gonna lose my friend. I also didn't tell him that I had a crush on him because I didn't want to ruin my friendship with him, as welll.

Roxanne merely shot him a blank look then, knowing there was more than than he had let on. "Then maybe you should try tinder because a lot of people out there are looking for more than just a hookup nerd. Sex is fun but sometimes it's nice to have more." Her body twisted to get comfortable when it seemed like he was going to answer her, resting her chin on her hands and nodding her head. "I can understand that. I mean, you could still be jealous because that's your best friend and he shouldn't have ditched you to begin with but I getcha. So are you starting to catch feelings for him again?"

Ethan raised an eyebrow as he looked at Roxanne. "Like cuddling?" He asked, knowing what she had meant and grabbed the cook he had put down, took a bite out of it. He nodded as she spoke, swallowed his bite and shook his head at her question. "No. That left the station when him and Skylar got together. Its I dont wanna see him or Parker hurt." He replied softly as he angled his body more towards her. "Like, they're finally happy because they finally acknowledge their feelings for each other but I don't know?"

Roxanne chuckled, biting her lip. "Cuddling is nice, I will say that. But I mean that sometimes sex without meaning can get...exhausting. And not in the good way." She explained, knowing she would speaking from experience but she was never going to tell anyone that. "Sometimes you want someone to come home to, to hang out with. Someone who just makes it feel like everything is easy as soon as you're around them." She watched him eat another cookie, smiling at him and nodding along as she listened. "I get it but you also can't protect them from everything no matter how much any of us wants to. It's something they have to work through as a couple together. It's all about balance."

Ethan "I guess you're right, it does get exhausting." Ethan agreed and took another bite of his cookie as she talked, glanced over at her. "So basically like someone who's your home?" He wasn't for sure if he was understanding correctly and took a drink of his milk. "I know, but I feel like they're my children because of how I watched them in failed relationships, heartbreaks, breakups and now they're together." He rubbed his head some. "Its weird that they're finally together, like we've been building up to this moment and now its here."

Roxanne "It really does. I mean yeah, it's fun but unless you plan on doing it for a career and something to major in, I think it gets boring like everything else after a while." Roxanne remarked, half joking about it all before getting serious. "Exactly! Someone who's your home. My mom always said that she would be okay as long as she had daddy because he was her home. It didn't matter where we were because her home was always with her." She grabbed herself another cookie then, taking a bite and chewing while he spoke before swallowing and licking her lips. "That's so cute though. And hey, I'm sure if the time came, you'd be able to help since you've been there from the jump and everything."

Ethan "True." Ethan said and looked at her as she talked, as he prepped his head up. "That's awesome, and great to hear actually." He watched her grabbed another cookie and scratched his scruff. He nodded as he silently agreed, knowing that she was right and gotten more comfortable. "That's true and its not like they won't work out their own problems or anything like that."

Roxanne shrugged a little, smiling softly. "It is pretty awesome. I'm just hoping I find that one day myself. I mean, I'd be okay without having someone because you don't always have to be in a relationship to be happy but I'd like to have that with someone." She sucked on her bottom lip, nodding in agreement. "Exactly, especially if they're so close. It's nice that you worry though, in a sense. You're a really good friend, Ethan."

Ethan nodded as she spoke and glanced over at her. "I agree, I don't wanna end up alone." He admitted and nodded once more. "Yeah, it is since Im protective over Dominic. Was like that when he dated Sky. Thanks, I feel like I could be better friend but as along Im keeping an eye out on them then. Im a good friend."

Roxanne tilted her head then, thinking for a moment. "Hey Ethan. If we're both not married by the time we're 30, we should do a marriage pact." She remarked, settling down again against the couch. "I think you're a great friend but everyone feels like they could do better every now and then. It'll be fine though. You'll see."

Ethan "You know, that's actually not a bad idea. I say we should do it." Ethan said as he looked at her as she settling down against the couch and scratched his scruff again. "Thank you and Im sure it will, those two are crazy about each other."

Roxanne perked up then, looking over at him. "Yeah? Really? If neither of us is married by the time we're 30 then we get married." She held out her pinky to him then, smiling though she was really surprised that he had agreed to such a deal. "You're welcome. And thank you for coming over tonight. I would have been really bored, not gonna lie."

Ethan nodded. "Really." He replied as she perked up and nodded once more. "Sounds like a soild plan to me." He wrapped his pinky around hers as they did a pinky promise, something that he never took lightly. "You're welcome and I can believe that, actually. Its not my fault that Im the life of the party."

Roxanne could have cheered, making sure their pinkies were linked and leaning down to kiss her hand to make sure he knew how serious she was being. "Okay. I'm holding you to this, Ethan. I take promises very seriously especially pinky promises." She nodded her head with serious look on her face though a smile threatened to break through. "Totally the life of the party. Wasn't because I just wanted someone to cuddle with. Not at all."

Ethan matched her movements and kissed his hand before he pulled back as he kept his eyes on her. "I do too. Pinky promises are the most serious things in the history of making promises." He said with a straight face as he looked at her. "Pfft, that was an added bonus."

Roxanne hummed, utterly pleased by the turn of events and moving again to rest her head on his shoulder now that things had gotten a little less serious and a little more relaxed. "Oh of course. Added bonus definitely. Are you staying over for the night or do you have others that are begging for your company? Just a reminder that I claimed you first."

Ethan smiled as he draped an arm around her shoulders once she rested her head back on his shoulders. "Im gonna stay over for the night and nah, I don't have others that are begging for my company. Oh, I know you did, that's why Im not gonna leave."

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It will work out -TJ Perkins

Hey guys so this is just a quick imagine I thought of. Baby Perkins will hopefully be out tonight as I am finishing it up. I am also working on heartbreak part 1 and 2. Btw the person that requested the TJ smut, your imagine should be done and posted soon. Also Y/s/n means (your ship name). Pairing: TJ Perkins x Reader Warnings: I don’t think so just a lot of fluffy goodness. Prompt: You and TJ been dating in secret for a while, so TJ decides to tell everyone on twitch. Requests are open and I don’t know how many words has been written because I use mobile. Now lets get started with story shall we? ——————————————————————

You sat on a small chair, in the small hotel room, admiring TJ. He sat across from you with his phone out. You watched as he clenched his jaw every now and then, as he read a hate tweet. His gorgeous brown eyes scanning the words as read the the tweets. Every once in awhile he would laugh at something funny his fans tweeted him.

You smiled brightly at your boyfriend. He always looked so handsome no matter what he was doing. He finally looked up from his phone, his eyes made contact with yours. He smiled at you, as he bit his bottom lip. You blushed a little when he caught you staring at him.

“Like what you see, gorgeous?” he giggled at the ridiculous statement he just made.

“Hmm?..” you said, pretending to think about the answer. “Of course I do! When do I not like what I see,” you both started laughing at the conversation you just had.

“Wanna play videogames?” TJ grinned and nodded his head feverishly. You smiled as you set up the ps4, TJ grabbed battlefront and two remotes out of his bag.

You turned on the PlayStation as it was loading up, TJ grabbed your hand, holding it as he squeezed your hand gently, trying not to hurt you.

“I’ve been thinking about this for awhile now, and I think it’s time the fans knew about us dating,” he spoke as his brown eyes were filled with love.

“You really think they would approve?” you questioned. “Of course they would, Y/n,” he said as he smiled at you. “Well if your ready, I’m ready too.” “ that’s my girl,” he repiled, as he kissed your cheek. “We’ll tell them on the twitch stream tonight.”

———————Twitch Stream————-

Your heart beat grew faster as it was time to tell everyone about You and TJ. TJ started the live stream and turned on the camera, as he was setting up people started coming in. TJ held your hand as he was about to speak.

“Guys before we start, I have to tell you something. For about ten months now, me and Y/n have been dating. We’ve kept it a secret because we were afraid that we would hurt you all and it would cause us to break up. I honesty really do love her, so all I’m asking is that you be accepting of this relationship.” as TJ was finishing his speech the comments came rolling in.

“if you’re happy, then I’m happy.” one of the fans commented.

“Yass we’re gonna have y/s/n babies.” another fan commented.

“Are you gonna teach your kids how to play videogames when you have them?” Multiple fans, questioned.

“Of course!” TJ responded, smiling brightly at the screen as his fans sent in the sweetest comments to him and his beautiful girlfriend. He read the rest of the comments and read a few out loud.

“See I told you it would work out,” TJ whispered as he kissed your forehead, his hand slowly caressing the left side of your cheek.

“I guessed you did.” you said, smiling up at him, feeling the warmth of his hand on your cheek. You forgot about the twitch stream as the fans decided to take pictures and videos of you two. They posted a few on Twitter hashtagging your ship name. “Look at mom and dad.” one of the captions said.

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