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ashthemadwriter-archived · 2 years

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Heyyy Had a smol request to make! I really loved the headpat hcs you wrote <33 if possible, could you please write some for Chuuya and Akutagawa too? Take your time! Stay hydrated, and take care of yourself <333

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Chuuya, Akutagawa X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humor

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: None

Word Count: 0.9K

A/n: When you said that you wanted to send a request I didn't think you meant this lmao. I suffered till I got some ideas XD

I got a bit carried away with Chuu btw🤧

Part 1 with Dazai, Fyodor and Ranpo

↬Ryuunosuke Akutagawa

◆I honestly think that having a platonic relationship with this guy is really fun! And maybe even better than romantic.(Don't ask me why cuz that's just another story)

◆He isn't used to have someone as a friend, so this is all new to him and hes still, you know, testing the water.

◆It will take him a lot of time to get used to, well, You; but he will eventually if youre trustworthy and capable enough.

◆He cares for you in his own particular way, and by that I mean that no one is capable to notice it. Not even you yourself; but he does care, and that's what that matters.

"Oh my god I'm Exhausted!" is what you say when you inter the room and throw yourself on the couch, taking a deep breath while relaxing your body. "Mori is planning on killing me by sending me to these death missions! I can feel it! " Turning your head to the silent man who was slowly taking a sip from his tea, you sulked and got upset because he was totally ignoring you. "As I was saying… the damn snipers were shooting at me from everywhere! I nearly got shot in the head if my men hadn't blocked them!" Even a tiny glance was enough for you, but Akutagawa was still silent, pretending you didn't exist at all, and this made you angry. "Oi! Goth boy!" "…" "Fig wasting machine!" "…" "Twenty year old man who doesn't know how to smile!" "…" Knowing him for quite a long time, you knew how to catch his attention, but it was a risk you were willing to take, which you weren't before because you weren't that close in the beginning. "Oi! Coward!" The second those words came out of your mouth, the man looked at you sending daggers through his eyes, while forming a blade out of his coat, ready to attack you. What he was not expecting was for you to smile and move closer to him. "What? Are you a coward?" "Do you have a death wish?" "Then why did you look at me when I called you that?" His blade slowly came down as he stared at you a bit more, then went back on drinking his tea. You rolled your eyes and then turned your head to the opposite direction, and started whining to yourself in a low voice. "Well what am I even expecting from you. You don't care if I even die or anything. I come to your office everyday trying to make conversation but all you do is just ignoring me. You don't even look at me! Like, do you hate me that much? But why? what did I d-" your words were immediately cut off by the sensation of his hand on your head, slowly patting you; And when you looked at him, he was looking back, and not in a threatening way. "Good job" Now it was your turn to be silent. Not because you wanted to get back at him; but because you were caught off guard and didn't know how to react. "Happy? Now shut up and let me have my tea in peaceful silence"

↬Chuuya Nakahara

◆Being in a platonic relationship with this guy is just so entertaining! Hes fun, interesting, brave, cool, etc.

◆But the thing is, hes been betrayed so many times that he just cant fully trust you. He wont show it at all though. He will chat with you, drink with you and stuff, but hes still afraid if youre gonna be like his old "friends" .He will eventually trust you if you two spend time together.

◆But it will take a lot of time, cause he did considered Dazai as his friend for 4 whole years; but then…

◆Anyway, hes literally the best if youre willing to put up with his short temper :)

"I hate everything in this shitty world!" "What now?" you grab the bottle of wine from his hand and drinking it till theres not even a drop left, then throw the bottle out of the window. Chuuya would have been be mad if you weren't this angry and tired, but luckily, you had enough that day. "I say hello and they give me work. I run into them in the hallway and they give me work. work, work, work. What am I? A stupid robot or something?" Chuuya looked at you carefully while opening the next bottle, trying to hide it so you wont snatch this one from him too. "Well, you get paid a lot in exchange, so its kind of fair" "Fair? Fair?" Dramatic as always, you sat next to him while covering your face with your hands, trying to fight the anger that was taking over you. "Making you work like a damn machine isn't fair! And were risking our lives by working in the mafia! I nearly died a while ago on the mission! And do you know what they did? Nothing! Nobody even bothered to sat "Thanks for working this hard" or "are you ok?" or "Well done" or- " "Well done. I'm proud of you" Frozen in the spot, you look at him with surprise and shock, while he gives you a small smile that melts your heart. "Awwwwwwwww Chuuuuuu! Waaaaaaaa!" Throwing yourself in his arms, you begin to cry as you wrapped your arms around him. "I love you so much! what am I supposed to do without you! Waaaaa(crying*)!" Chuuya slowly patted your back as he tried to act smooth and not to blush furiously. "Its ok y/n… its ok"

Reblogs are apprecaited!

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skyward-floored · 9 months

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Young Warriors/Artemis interactions? ❤️❤️❤️

(Probably won't stick with this as Artemis's hero name, but it makes a good placeholder. Though maybe I'll change my mind and keep it, who knows XD)

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“Come out so I can crush you, little hero,” a voice growled, smashing through a nearby pile of crates.

Warriors flinched at the spray of splinters, and looked around the warehouse, mind going into overdrive as he scrambled for a plan. His enemy was only getting closer, his sole escape route was cut off, Time and Sky were clear across town, and he himself was mildly injured.

All that and he had homework to do when he got home.

“Face King Dodongo with bravery, and your end will be swift!”

Warriors almost rolled his eyes, catching a glimpse of the huge man stalking through the warehouse. The self-proclaimed King Dodongo had escaped from jail, and Warriors was determined to put the scaled villain back behind bars.

“Cryonis,” a voice whispered, and Warriors just barely stopped himself from plugging the intruder full of icicles.

“Ethereal—! Give me a warning next time!” Warriors hissed, and another superhero flicked into view, using her powers to become corporeal again with a smirk on her mostly-hidden face.

“Didn’t want to alert Lizard-Brain over there to your location,” she whispered, her red eyes twinkling. “...Are you okay?”

“Ah, he just got a lucky swing in,” Warriors replied, turning his sore arm away from her. “It’s not too bad.”

“Sure. That’s what you said when you nearly got your arm burned off,” Ethereal sighed, but she let him be when he pointedly gestured behind them at the rampaging villain. “What’s the plan for stopping this guy?”

“I was working on that,” Warriors replied haughtily, a pout on his lips. “You interrupted me.”

“Cryonis, don’t tell me you’re embarrassed I keep finding you in these sorts of situations?” Ethereal asked in what Warriors could swear was amusement.

Warriors opened his mouth to reply, then suddenly threw himself at her, knocking them both out of the way as their hiding place was destroyed.

“Face your destruction like a man, Cryonis!” King Dodongo roared as the crates exploded into pieces, Warriors and Ethereal scrambling not to be hit by the debris.

“I’d kind of like to not be destroyed, actually,” Warriors called back at him, then threw up a shield of ice to block the planks King Dodongo suddenly chucked at him.

“I don’t really want him destroyed either!” Ethereal called, and Warriors very pointedly ignored the flutter in his chest at her words.

She cares if I get destroyed or not!

Ethereal then executed a neat backflip onto King Dodongo’s shoulders, making him snarl as he began thrashing around, trying to throw her off. She quickly drew one of her kunai and stabbed it into one of his scaled shoulders, and King Dodongo roared, grabbing and throwing her so fast that she didn’t have time to use her powers to avoid him.

She hit the wall hard, making Warriors’ breath catch, and he jumped towards their enemy. He blasted ice at King Dodongo’s feet, trying not to panic when he glanced back at where Ethereal was struggling to get up. She had a hand to her head, and Warriors just barely avoided a swipe from Dodongo when he stared a little too long.

He shot some ice at a crate the villain threw towards Ethereal, knocking it off course, then lunged out of the way as Dodongo threw yet another crate at him.

“Ethereal!” he shouted once she was standing, and when she made eye contact with him, he motioned towards where Dodongo was clawing at the ice that had temporarily trapped his feet.

Her eyes lit up, and she shook herself and ran towards Dodongo, momentarily disappearing from Warriors’ sight. He quickly threw some ice at King Dodongo, drawing his attention, and ran around the warehouse, dodging the various objects the man kept launching at him.

A crate grazed his injured arm, and Warriors bit on his lip to stop his cry, throwing some ice in front of him so he could slide under another attack. He ducked under yet another crate thrown at his head, and glanced back at where he hoped Ethereal was.

And looked back just in time to see her, and a solid plank of wood, become tangible again and slam into the back of King Dodongo’s head.

The man let out a surprisingly high-pitched squeak, then tumbled to the ground, unconscious.

Warriors let out a relieved sigh, and slid his way over to Ethereal, who was brushing her bangs back to where they were supposed to be. He smiled at her, and she nodded in return, flipping her braid back over her shoulder.

“Thanks for the help,” Warriors said, and her eyes crinkled at the corners, suggesting a smile behind her mask.

“My pleasure. Besides, somebody has to keep an eye on you when Loftwing isn’t around,” she said lightly. “Speaking of, is he all right? I don't often see you without him."

“No, just helping Deity with a case, he’s fine,” Warriors said as he stepped closer, cautiously stretching his injured arm. Ow. “Are you fine? You hit that wall pretty hard.”

“Yes, I’ll just be a little bruised. I’m glad I could help,” Ethereal said, and stepped a little closer as well. She met his eyes, and Warriors’ heart skipped a beat, his hands suddenly clammy. “Always a pleasure, Cryonis.”

Then she disappeared from his sight.

Warriors glanced around, hoping, despite how unrealistic it was, that she would come back. Then he sighed, and pressed some snow to his cheeks, hoping the heat in his face was just from the battle.

#warriors you dork your crush is showing #incredibles au #warriors/artemis #lu warriors #lu artemis #writing from the floor #linked universe fic #linked universe au #answers from the floor #lovely silvrash 797 #incredibles au fic

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phlurrii · 1 year

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I’m sure this isn’t actually the lore but I’ll give it a shot. So Meau has the power to create life without requiring any pregnancy or birth, just *poof* *Egg* but that kind of makes me wonder about the quantum properties of all that happening. For instance, there’s the good ol’ physical law that matter cannot be created or destroyed, but if you were to take a teeny microscope into the vacuum of space with nothing in it at all, we’ve found that the universal laws get a biiit tricky when it comes to quantum physics. Actually quantum physics as a whole requires you just ignore traditional physics for a hot moment because particles do whatever the heck they want.

So, in a vacuum, there’s instances where a particles that pop into existence but, at that same instance, a negative particle also pops into existence. Almost as quickly as those two positive and negative mass particles exist, they cancel each other out and cease existing (don’t worry the universe isn’t breaking, there logical speculation as to why and how it’s happening but it’s not my field of expertise so I’m not sure how to properly explain what’s going on).

So I’m wondering if Missingno is the quantum negative to Meau’s quantum positive? Or maybe it’s just, if Meau is the one responsible for creating life in an instant, perhaps Missingno at that same instance removes the necessary matter from another place in the universe at that same instance to create said life, maintaining the universal quantum balance. Maybe that’s their job in general for pokemon that have moves that seem to defy physics? But, like I said at the start, I’m pretty sure that’s not your lore, just speculation on my part about how the reality breaking, item multiplying, placeholder, pixel block relates to this particular pokemon universe.

(Btw sorry for just calling Missingno “Missy” in the past without asking first. If you don’t like me calling them Missy plz let me know. I just do it to appease auto correct in my phone, but if it bothers you I’ll stop immediately)

First, lemme just say, the EFFORT into this XD

You brave soul for attempting to explain quantum mechanics/physics, I will say, I am not that “sciency” my knowledge ends as math and chemistry gets involved. But, I do have a guy, the doc, this creature is very special as they are my go-to science cryptid and I have learned so much from them, especially regarding any semblance of knowledge around quantum mechanics.

It is really interesting how you put it, but I can’t say for certain whether your on the right path, have the concept right or wrong, or are just blowing me away with a science take I haven’t even considered. I did still want to appreciate this though, so please have a doodle of the lad himself, glitchy and all ;3

Also I had no idea “Missy” was missingno on your last ask, I thought that was your OC or something X3 whoops, but yea the nickname is a bit hard to pinpoint being Missingno. but if you’d like a shortened version, I’ve settled on “Noe” ;3

#wowie #I reread this multiple times #I adored this #thank you for the theory #easily my favorite so far ;3 #puzzled zebra #missingno #ask #mew #ancient mew #pokemon #mew pokemon #the ancient mew #pokémon mew

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4town4lyfe · 6 months

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So I have been in writers block 4 like a month but I had this very short one shot or whatever u call it scenario with some sibling angst between Robaire and Imani having some issues hehehehe

Okay here XD

A new album means a tour, a tour means dance practice many times a week. Dance practice means tension rises, and it’s usually between these two people.

In the midst of the poppy beats and the quiet stomps of high top sneakers, tension is brewing. Everyone can feel it, but they choose to ignore it, I mean, this happens a lot, but nothing really hurtful happens, so why intervene?

Sharing death glares and smirks almost continuously, Imani and Robaire are at the center of this tension, Robaire’s cocky and almost perfectionist way of thinking has Imani brewing. But Imani is beginning to falter with every quip and comment that Robaire says, and everyone can see.

“Imani, we’ve been practicing this for so long, you’d think you would be able to get it down.” Robaire comments with a smirk as they finish their routine, breaths heavy and hearts beating quick.

“Could you not criticize me for one second, Robaire?” Imani claps back, heading toward the boombox to cut the CD. But, Robaire isn’t one to just back down.

“I mean, it’s really not that big of an insult. Maybe if you could keep up instead of falling behind as usual, you wouldn’t be so upset…” Robaire says with a slight frown, muttering that last part, though Imani hears every word, and so do the others.

“What did you say?” Imani exclaims, whipping her head towards him, Aaron T immediately coming over to calm the situation, placing a caring hand on Imani’s shoulder.

“Hey, let’s just calm down and take a breather, okay? We’re a team, we shouldn’t get upset over little things.” Aaron T calmly speaks, giving Imani a temporary sense of comfort.

“Yo, let’s go for a walk, man.” Aaron Z speaks up, walking over to Robaire and gently grabbing his arm, as Jesse and Tae Young observe, Tae feels overwhelmed with these emotions, and Jesse is there to help him, watching everything go down.

Robaire, fueled with ego, shrugs Aaron Z off and walks over to Imani. “You’ve always been like this, Imani. You’ve always been so sensitive. Can’t take a little heat, eh? Welcome to the real world.” Robaire harshly says to Imani, going to ruffle up her hair before Imani grabs his wrist, not looking him in the eye.

“Dude. Don’t escalate this.” Aaron T tries but fails to dimish the problem, as Robaire continues.

“Oh, she’ll be fine. We always banter like this, she’s just too sensitive to take it, like she’s always been. Never able to get back at me. Never at my level.” Robaire continues with a smirk, both thinking that it’s all in good fun, but also knowing that he’s purposely making her upset.

Really upset.

With a swift movement, Imani’s hand slaps Robaire’s face, the sound echoing throughout the practice room. The pain in his face matching the shock in his eyes.

“I’ve never said anything back to you, I’ve let you walk over me. But this time, you crossed this line.” Imani angrily confronts, her voice shaky, pointing her finger in her face as Aaron T begins to pull her back and Aaron Z grabs Robaire yet again.

“Let’s go, Imani, this isn’t worth it.” Aaron T says as he pulls her toward the exit, his grip gentle but firm. Robaire, always with the last word, retorts with a low blow, one of her biggest insecurities.

“Maybe you’re just upset because you’ll always be in the shadow of your brother.”

Imani glares at him, her expression filled with hurt and anger, her tears beginning to fall as she quickly walks out, not wanting anyone to see her like this.

Aaron T and Tae Young quickly rush after her, and Aaron Z and Jesse quickly let Robaire know that was too far, and Robaire stands there, the weight of his words sinking in, realizing that his pride and ego may have costed his the flow of this hardworking band, and the relationship with his favorite person, whose been there through thick and thin, his very own sister.

YALL I TRIED LOL SORRY IF THIS IS OUT OF CHARACTER THIS WAS JUAT AN IDEA I GOT XD

#4town #turning red #4townie #turning red 4town #4town robaire #oneshot #angst

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laneynoir · 1 year

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Fanfiction Trope MASH-UP

Kili and Tauriel: Baby Fic + Interrupted Declaration of Love

This sounds impossible even for me, so I think I owe you an apology. XD Let it die in your Ask Box if it's too hard. Bahaha.

@sotwk Thank you so much 😊

Me the instant I noticed your ask:✨ I N S P I R A T I O N ✨

No really, thank you for being my first ever request Nanath 🤗

Word count: 1677

Kili Durinson, Prince of Erabor, beloved by his people, and Hero to half of Middle Earth, hates babys.

...well prehaps that was a bit dramatic. Kili, at this moment, harbors no significant love for this particular baby.

Sighing heavaly he glances down at the fuzzy red ball of fluff that is Bomburs child, the pebble really isn't a bad kid, usually, and he could hardly be blamed for teething, but really did he have to do it on the first night that Kili had free?

The prince had had plans After all. Perfect plans, he'd made sure of it. Nothing was going to go wrong.

Kili feels as if he can hear the Valar laughing at him.

He raises his eyes as the graceful form of his beloved ducks back into the room, oh that we could be somewhere else, without a baby. But Kili is an optimistic sort, he hasn't given up hope compleatly.

He's mostly just perturbed that the hour and a half of sitting with Bilbo has gone to waste. They had put so much thought into the plan, every detail ironed out, he'd even gone so far as to bribe Nori into using his spy network to get flowers.

But fate never wanted to give the poor prince a break.

A sneeze brings him back to the present and Kili makes a sympathetic face at the child, pointedly ignoring that his Royal Public Relations Tunic now has baby snot smeared accros the front.

Kili is not above taking some pleasure from imagining Balin's face when he descovers this little fact.

Smiling softy as Tauriel begins humming an elven song, he chides himself for mentally complaining so heartily; after all, Bombour could not be blamed for his cousins untimely labor.

True to the costumes set forth at the fist births, all family members over the age of five, were to be near when a new relative was brought into the world, thus when Lady Elberdeth's water broke a half month early, no time could be spared to finding another caretaker for the one-year-old.

Bilbo would have done of course, as would any of the company, but sadly they all had prior engagements. Bussinous in Dale was what detained his family Thorin as king, Bilbo as consort, and Fili as crown prince, had all been called away to a meeting who's date had been agreed upon weeks prior.

Kili had been grumpy at them a mere five seconds when he'd caught Bilbo's dismayed expression and forgiven them all imeadiatly.

Bombour's tears of gratitude when Tauriel had offered to whatch ober the baby may have been a comtender twords that as well, and really no one could be upset at the large dwarf for long regardless of any circumstance.

The child's breathing slows to a steadier rythym as he desendes into sleep, though Kili notes that his mouth is still open, his nose compleatly blocked up.

When the Pebble is laid down in his parents' bed -head elevated- Kili alowed himself to collapse into a chair in the parlour. "I find myself exhausted." He is delighted when Tauriel rewards him with a sift version of her musical laugh.

"Indeed, I shall never say aught agaist the patience of dwarves, that master Bombour and his One have done this four time before" Kili winces in agreement, he find himself sure that he could never find the willpower for it.

And Kili has alot of willpower.

The evidence of which is sitting across from himself, looking like a painting as she reads a book. After all, his uncle is not oberly fond of elves, dealing with them was a chore, allowing one to live in his kingdom? Unthinkable.

Kili and been hard put to make the elven maids case, he blames it on Thorin's then wounds, and Bilbo's minesrations that the efforts had been successful at all.

Not to say it didn't take longer than he'd wished, in the end it had taken a total of nine arguments to convince his uncle, the last of which finally pushed his alowence.

"Uncle please!-"

"No! Kili! How many times must I reinforce this? I will not have an elf living within our halls, she has no reason.".

Kili resists the urge to rip his beard out. "Tauriel has been banished, was banished because of her efforts to assist us! Is that not reason enough? Were we not exiles of our own country so long, have you already forgotten?"

Thorin runs a hand through his hair, wincing at rhe pain the movment brings. "Kili..."

"No! It is no differant! She saved my life AND Fili's if you'll remember."

"I am not saying that we do not owe this elf a great deal," the king concedes, allowing a flash of hope to pass through Kili. "But that is not the same as allowing an outsider into our home."

Biting back his anoyance in what Killi feels is a great exhibition of maturity, he responds as calmly as he can manage, "Bilbo stays." Thorin's facial expression shifts rapidly at the mention of the Hobbit and Kili bites a smirk back. "His ears are rathrer pointed, are they not?"

"That is not-"

"Hmm, yes, they are. I supose you'll be packing him off as well? Cant have outsiders in our midst" Kili is being manipulative, he knows it, but he has grown tired of arguing with his uncle and is unashamed of using the poir burglar against his -obviously love struck- uncle.

Predictably, Thorin bristles instantly bristles. "Master Baggins has not been an outsider for quite some time-"

"And why not?" Kili's reprochfull frown is evident to his uncle, who in return sighs wearily.

"Has he not done more for our people than can ever be repaid? Treated us as his own, when we- I had done nothing to deserve such treatment?"

"Uncle you prove my point for me, you've yet to give Tauriel even the slightest chance, just as you once did Bilbo! You grew to regret that choice, would you repeat it here?"

Thorin raises an eyebrow. "I doubt that my feelings for this elf will ever mirror those I harbour for Bilbo?"

Kili's nose srunches at the mental image. "Mahal, no uncle. But what you feel for Bilbo I do for Tauriel." His words are quieter neer the end, this he had not told anyone so far, though he knew Fili suspected.

Thorin's eyes widen a fraction. "You mean to say-"

Kili grabs his hair in his own hands. "YES, uncle Thorin, I feel it, Tauriel is my one." When he raises his head Thorin sees the unshed tears in his eyes, "every hour I am away from her it pains me, worse the this accursed stab wound"

There were more words spoken after that, but Thorin was convinced, and spent the next few months urging Kili to confess to the elven maid.

Sterling himself, Kili reaches the desision, if Tauriel had any though of returning his feeling surely she would not refute to acknowledge them only because of the less than glamorous surounding-

"Kili are you well?"

The youngest Durin is yanked from his thoughts he the lovely voice of the Eleth. He blinks owlishly in response, confusion evident.

That beautiful laugh escapes from her lips again. "You've been staring at me for some time Kili, my guess would be around seven and a half minuets."

Kili grins sheepishly. "Apologies," Tauriel smiles her forgivness. "Only... I wish to tell you-" a cry picks up in the next room and both of them shoot to their feet, runing to the bext room.

After the child is clean, dry, and back asleep, Kili meanders to the kitchen, pleased to find a suitable snack to share with Tauriel.

This is of course, an innocent snack, not a tool of procrastination nor an excuse to be close to the elven maid. Not at all.

By the time the last of the pie has dissapreared, Kili has once again gathered his courage and speaks; "Tauriel I wish to-"

A thump is heard, Tauriel and Kili exchange glances before racing once again to the crying child's aid.

The child who seemingly had a death wish, as he had rolled off the bed and -being a rather plump child- had gotten stuck betwixt the bed and the wall.

Twenty minutes later he is back asleep and there is once again peace- but Kili has decided not to trust it and goes to open his mouth emidiatly, but is cut off before he can begin.

"Kili I wish to speak of a metter of great importance"

The tone in the elves voice sends a jolt of panic through the young dwarf and he swallows thickly before gesturing for Tauriel to continue, dreading what her words may be.

"I wish for you to know that I harbor romantic feeling for you, and should like very much if you would allow me to court you."

Kili stares a moment, then stares some more. Then he blinks three times in rapid succession.

Tauriel twists her hands nervously in her lap before withdrawing a small box from the flods of her tunic. Opening it allows Kili to see a beautifully crafted crafted pair of beads, each made of onyx with petrified wood inlaid.

Suddenly a near-hysterical laugh echoes throughout the room, and Kili is shocked to realise it has come from himself.

Slapping a hand over his mouth he reaches into his own pocket to withdraw a box similar to Tauriel's, opening it to reveal two beads of his own. Crafted from jade, they are made into the appearance of leaves.

To his relief Tauriel catches onto the irony of the situation, and begins to laugh as well. After a moment Kili calms himself enough to ask; "May I braid your hair Armariline?"

With a smile that makes Kili's heart sore, Tauriel nods. "If you will allow me the same honour?"

Kili agrees instantly, and moves to his love- right at a cry rings throughout the space once again.

ONCE AGAIN- thank you so much Nanath! I would have no courage to post this but I'm doing it anyway! (Seriously though, I saw this ask at 2:43 am, its now 3:21. No quality here)

#oh heeby jeeby #i hooe this isnt to terable #please be forginving #my fic #writing #asks #answers #tauriel x kili #kili x tauriel #bilbo baggins x thorin oakenshield #(background)#og geez #*shrivles up and dies*#the hobbit #is ashamed of me #bagginshield #kili #kili durin #tauriel

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konoko · 7 months

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Hello again Franco,

Here's my reply to: send me an ask with your fav song

Since I can't choose just 1, I'll share as much as I can remember:

Blush - Wolf Alice

Call You Up - Viola Davis

Your Guardian Angel - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Love You So - Natalie

Honey Sweet - Blossoms

Así Fue - Playa Limbo

New Person, Same Old Mistakes - Tame Impala

One Day Like This - Elbow

Alors On Danse - Stromae

Amour Plastique - Videoclub

About You - The 1975

Everything Now - Arcade Fire

Always Like This - Bombay Cycle Club

Electric Love - BØRNS

Good Things Fall Apart - Illenium ft. Jon Bellion

It's a playlist now xD

BTW, I saw the #hands and they're perfect :) ...and I must say you have beautiful eyes too..

We're not mutuals tho :( but it doesnt matter I'll keep supporting your blog

I wish I can DM you and be friends... maybe when I have the courage

stay cute =3

mxxxxxxx

bruh. thats lit a playlist KJAKJ

thank u! hehe i luv my eyes too

whats ur @? ill follow u

u can talk to me whenever u want! the only blogs I ignore/block are the creepy/horny/old men, minors or empty blogs c:

ily

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the-loveliest-lotus · 1 month

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On a random Tuesday while fiddling with the radio, your OC accidentally makes contact with aliens. The signal is crystal clear. They can understand the aliens and vice versa. -What do they say? What would be something they want to communicate with another life form. -Are they likely to cut the signal and ignore the aliens? Would they tell anyone about what happened or take it to their grave? -Where do they think the aliens are calling from? If given the opportunity would they go visit the aliens? -What if the aliens are more malicious than expected? How would they go about protecting Earth? Or would they be on the aliens side?

You mean THIS George Takei gif???

It only took me 4 months to write this one. XD I haven't edited it, but, here it is in its hammy glory.

Dethklok should have been in the recording studio today, but of course, Nathan had come up with some excuse not to be in there. Rather than sit and be bewildered about the fact that the man got writer’s block more often than she could even fathom, she decided not to push the issue and mess around with a new toy that she had picked up at a vintage shop. It was an antique radio from the 1950s that matched her record player set up perfectly.

As Lucy was tuning through the FM channels, she had this strange urge to click over to AM. “Do AM stations even come in anymore?” she asked herself as she scrolled. There was a noise on the radio and she tuned it in.

“Is there anybody out there?” asked a deep voice.

“Just nod if you can hear me,” Lucy said with a little smirk.

“Is there anyone at home?” the voice answered.

The hairs on the back of Lucy’s neck stood on end, ‘No fucking way,’ she thought to herself. She swallowed and dared to press on, “Come on now, I hear you’re feeling down.”

“Well I can ease the pain and get you on your feet again,” the deep voice said back to her.

Lucy audibly gasped. She wasn’t imagining this. “What’s happening right now?”

The voice chuckled, “This is just an observer from the stars, watching over your planet and seeing what it will do next. We’ve been enjoying the music that you’ve been putting out over the last century, very catchy.”

Lucy’s voice cracked as she laughed, “You’re from…” She turned and scrambled across the room, shaking Dick awake from his post sex nap.

“What, babe, what’s-“

“Who’s there with you?” the voice asked from the radio.

“One of my partners, Dick this is uh…”

“An observer from the stars, nothing more.”

Dick fumbled to find his boxers and pulled them on, walking with Lucy back over to the coffee table where the radio was, “Observers, huh? From where?”

“From just outside the Orion nebula.”

Dick's eyebrows raised. This was legit. And yet, with all the hallucinogens that he had done over the years, it really didn't faze him.

Lucy sighed dreamily, that was one of her favorite star systems to look at, “I bet it’s beautiful being so close to those stars all the time.” She’d love to see them in person. It made her wonder if that was within the realm of Mephisto’s powers, considering the demon had his own pocket dimension.

“It is a lovely sight to wake up to every day. Though the sight would be lovelier were Earth not in the way of our view, but beggars can’t be choosers.”

Lucy and Dick looked at one another, hair standing on end on both of their necks at how casually the observer had said that.

“Yeah, real uh, real inconvenient of Earth,” Dick said. He mouthed to Lucy, ‘Call Meph.’

Lucy nodded and traced the mark on her neck and on her hip, calling one of her other partners, a demon known to some as the Blues Devil but to those whom he was close with as Mephistopheles. Lucy saw him appear and waved at him frantically to keep quiet, beckoning him to listen.

“So what exactly is it you guys are observing about Earth?”

“We’ve been watching for some time attempting to determine whether or not to level your planet for blocking our view.”

Mephisto’s eyebrows rose and he looked at the two of them.

Lucy tried to keep her voice calm, “And what have you determined?”

“We’ve determined that-“

Mephisto interrupted, “He’s determined that he still owes me 20 souls and he’s trying to get out of that deal by blowing up a planet that he’s got no jurisdiction to blow up.”

The line was quiet for a moment. “What are you going to do with 20 observer souls, Meph?”

“A bet’s a bet and you lost, I want those souls and I want them by the weekend or I’m tacking on interest. You tried to get out of it by scaring my wife and her boyfriend?”

‘Wife?’ Dick mouthed at Lucy who just shook her head and mouthed back, ‘I’ll explain later.’

“Well, we uh…” There was a hushed, irritated voice on the other line, “Why didn’t you tell me that was his wife?!” The voice came back onto the line, “We wouldn’t want to underestimate you, and we’ll make it 25 souls by the weekend, you can count on it.”

“You’d better, don’t make me chase you through the galaxy for those souls, and do not underestimate how petty I can be over a debt.”

“Understood, observers out.”

The line cut out and Lucy and Dick glanced back at Mephisto, stunned. “What-“

He waved a hand, “I got bored and broke into Area 51 last weekend.”

Lucy and Dick still stared, “And you didn’t invite us?!”

He chuckled, “Now that I know my way around, next time I’ll bring the two of you.”

The three of them spent the rest of the afternoon talking about whether or not it would be physiologically possible to trip on acid with an alien, and planning their chaotic break in adventure to Area 51.

#lucy skye desmond #dick knubbler #the blues devil #the blues devil mtl #writing prompt #mtl oc

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mine-ventures · 1 month

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I can't tell what setting this Minecraft world has proper. It has a certain medieval feel with thibgs like monsters, dungeons, castles, dragons, hell, magic, potions, constructs and the outworldy end. Yet there are modern appliances, talk about planets and modern concepts. The backgrounds and wordings contradict and don't always fit. It takes a bit from the fantasy and the survival feel base minecraft offers.

Why mix concepts? /gen

CW: Long Post holy shit, I'm sorry I never shut up---

Ok, I wanna answer this question first as a Mun, cuz I think it's my duty to do so! (Imma tell u now that some stuff I'll say in here are pretty much my point of view on some stuff, and they're pretty much my headcanons, so, yeah!)

So, here we go!

Why there are some concepts that doesn't seem to fit in here, you ask, my dear, Anon. Well, the answer is very simple!

Everything is set in a different time-line. I mean, some stuff related in the bios of my characters has happened like, many years ago, even more than a normal human being could live for. They've been here for MANY YEARS.

They're pretty much answering in a more... Uhhh... Distant-not-so-distant future?? Cuz some species can live over 100+ years, and some other cannot die unless killed (Ex. The Undead). Minecraft is a VERY old planet... And is definitely NOT the same Earth we all know.

Earth and Minecraft are NOT the same, nor even the Universe in here. You can view it as some kind of "Alternative Universe" if you want lol

Also, the modern stuff you see, aren't THAT modern as you think. Some stuff are still underdevelopment, like, when humans were inventing the first fridge?? or the first TV?? The first Light bulb??? Idk xD Even the fridge itself, is made out of iron blocks, a well preserved ice block, some Iron doors and probably a dispenser/barrels with some buttons/levers so it'll open lol You gotta use your imagination, bud!

I can assure you, they DON'T see their world as if they're in a game. For them, they live their life as if they are living like you! There's no such thing as "Game Mechanics" or "Game Rules", there's no "Health bar" or "saturation bar" or "Servers" or "Chat". Humans aren't called "players", The Nether isn't called Hell.

They're living their lifes, they're not living a game. Cuz this is not a game for them, as the real life isn't a game for you!:]

Also, another answer for some stuff is also: I've based much of the tale in my very old point of view when I first created these silly OCs and their adventures (And that was when I was 10yo... In 2010 lol)... So some stuff might seem pretty outdated, or maybe they don't make so much sense anymore not only for that, but because I always work in a way where I mostly break the laws of the canon just so some stuff could "make sense" in the universe of this tale... Also, because I find it funny and sometimes I just decide to ignore some parts of the canon so I don't have too much limitations lol xD (If you know me, you know how much I LOVE to break the Canon and make AUs and do stupid shit just for fun and some laughs xD)

But yeah, I'm sorry if everything I said is stupid or at the very end doesn't make any sense... I just want to have the same fun I used to had when I was 11, now that I have the free time to do it!

I just missed my blocky friends and their world :)♥

(Bonus doodle I made of me(?) with my Co-Admin of this Tale[????)

#Mun Says #I also find interesting to mash things up and see how the hell i do now for it to make any sense #without looking like a lunatic xdd #I could even answer that everything is just magic and that's it skhhdalkhfkas #but naaah #I do have reasons #and stuff have their own logic #I mean... At the very end... We're talking about Minecraft #Where if you cut a tree the thing keeps floating in the air #So... I don't worry too much about making sense but hajdkhasklfksa I know that maybe **some** stuff do need it lol #Anyway I should shut up now lmao #Minecraft #Minecraft OC #Minecraft OCs #Minecraft Creeper #Minecraft Enderman #Minecraft Zombie #Minecraft Skeleton #Minecraft Piglin #Minecraft Zombie Piglin #Minecraft Blaze #Minecraft Ghast #Minecraft Iron Golem #Minecraft Steve #Minecraft Alex #Minecraft Herobrine #Mine-Ventures #Ask Blog #RP Blog #Minecraft Ask Blog

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boycrazybimbo · 10 months

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Hello, one and all!

Hewo~! I'm a new blogger here, and I can't help but want to get a quick-start into the WHB(What in hell is bad?) otome game! I write and post memes here.

This blog is extremely explicit and vulgar, letting even bizarre kinks and fetishes allowed. As long as they follow the: "Safe, sane, and consensual" rule, then I'd gladly take requests!

I do multiple writings of otome or female-orientated games. I, of course, write female reader inserts. Anyways, onto me:

You can call me Lia or Liamette. Any one is fine with me. I'm a black woman, as I'm sure you could tell by now from my description, that loves spicy and vulgar activities in writings of my husbandoooos.

My DNI rules: Don't be a meanie(just my "nicer" word of saying you're a fucking asshole), be respectful, don't kinkshame. NEW RULE: Males blogs DNI. This makes me EXTREMELY uncomfortable. If you’re a male in your bio, I won’t block you, but I hope you understand why. Click this link for further details: Males, DNI.

Kink-shaming and why you shouldn't judge: Simply because people can't help what makes them tick. People will feel shamed if they're attracted to abnormal kinks/fetishes when people join them. P3d0ph!1!@ I don't support and will never write or do just as I won't Z00ph*1*@/furries.

WHAT I MAY WRITE: longer fanfics? polyamarous relationships revolving around female reader? anything that is crack, not literal, but just goofy-ahh headcanons and stuff?

(Before I start on things that make me tick, keep in mind that they're safe, sane, and consensual. And I'm not putting my kinks/fetishes in here for no reason; It's simply because these are things that I will most likely write of without requests or might add into requests, that is, if someone doesn't tell me not to, respectfully, of course)

My kinks/fetishes involve:

Fetishes(Things I constantly feel like writing or want to participate irl. Things I can almost always get energized for writing or aroused for.)

DD/lg(Educate yourself on this. It involves two consenting ADULTS, and is seen as a bizarre fetish/kink. Do the rest of your research, just don't reply with any ignorant shit.)

Things involving bodily fluids: Such as, semen, menstrual blood, and urine. No scat or vomit. Somehow those are my limits XD.

Breeding/Creampies: This stems from my fetish towards semen. The thought of being bred and barefoot turns me on more than not.(DISCLAIMER: I don't support of misogyny or even sexist acts. This is simply a fantasy of mine.)

Maledom: Basically just being dominated by a male. Twink or buff man, doesn't matter- XD

My kinks(Some things I can not always have to think of or do that turns me on, but not just as much as my fetishes do):

Pet play elements(DISCLAIMER: THIS is just roleplay that involves HUMAN partners who develop animalistic traits just for the purpose sexual arousal and this is a sub-category of BDSM, as is DD/lg. This does NOT INVOLVE REAL ANIMALS)

Scents/Smegma/Musk/Sweat/Breastfeeding: Nasty, I know, but I can't help but feel attractive to normal thingies- >:( Sue me(Actually pls don't)

That's the gist of it- From now on, Imma start writing for the WHB community. Finally a hentai porn/otome game for women, sheesh.

#what in “hell” is bad?#what in hell is bad #whb #new blog #send me requests #otome game #otome

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soundcrusher · 1 year

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There’s always something new to learn

I could finally finish part 8 of the Spinoff set in the normal sentient Lost Light au from @cuppajj

You guys don't know how long it took me to finally figure out how to continue it. XD

Also, someone might be warming up.

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There was a commotion on board the Lost Light and Megatron could feel it, before he got a call from Rodimus asking him to come to his location. Although the second Megatron stepped into the medical bay, he already wanted to turn around again. There, with his legs sticking out of the vents, was Phoenix. Trying his best to crawl into the enclosed space, while Rodimus and First Aid were trying their best to pull out the hissing youngling. To no avail.

“Took you long enough.” Grunted the prime, as he looked over to the ex-Decepticon, before quickly returning his attention towards his slippery brother. Who had managed to get his leg free from First Aid’s grip and was now trying to do his best to get it free from Rodimus too. “Do something!”

Megatron raised an optical ridge, before shaking his head. “And what exactly do you want me to do? He’s your brother.”

“Yea, and you’re the former leader of the Decepticons. He has to listen to you!” Argued the prime back, before his grip slipped. Causing him to land on his aft and giving Phoenix the chance to scurry deeper into the vent. Although, the youngling didn’t make it far. Not with something blocking his way of escape. “Great! Just great! Now he won’t come out of there for a long time.” Groaned Rodimus and got up. Fixing Megatron with a slight glare. “And you didn’t come sooner, because?”

“Ah… Ultra Magnus and I were discussing some… things.” Was the former warlord's response, which got him a knowing smirk from Rodimus. “You can wipe that smirk off your face, Rodimus, we were mostly discussing poetry and some literature from earth. Now. Would you mind telling me why you told me to come? I doubt it has anything to do with you wanting to know what I do in my free time.”

Rodimus’ smirk only grew wider, before he crouched down to the vent and stuck a servo inside. Although, he had to quickly pull it out again, or else Phoenix would have kicked it out. “Easy. Phoenix is having one of his hissy fits again, and I thought he would listen to you. He isn’t listening to me and Lightlost walked out of the medibay, as soon as they entered. Saying something like ‘I think I know what to do’.” Said the prime with a shrug of his shoulders.

Megatron, yet again, shook his head. He might have been the leader of the Decepticons, but from the information Phoenix has given them, which considering how long he has been staying with them wasn’t much, he was clearly told by his crew to ignore whatever Megatron had to say. And yet, he could see why Rodimus would call him, of all mechs, to help out. Phoenix did, somewhat, interact with him regularly. Interactions Megatron was sure were only happening because the youngling and he both belonged to the same faction at one point. That, or because he didn’t regard the young spark with distrust whenever he was handed one of his handmade gifts.

So, Megatron let out a sigh, before answering his co-captain. “Rodimus, I doubt he will listen to me now either, even if he usually does. Haven’t you once complained about a similar situation? Maybe this isn’t because of Phoenix having a ‘hissy fit’ and not wanting to listen, but rather because of something else?” Suggested Megatron, but before anyone of them could say anything, their attention was grabbed by Lightlost and the two mechs following them into the medical bay. Convoy and Snow.

“You went and got them?” Asked Rodimus with some disbelief in his voice, before he shook his head and threw his arms up in a dramatic display of over exaggerated defeat. “Great, does that mean we’re gonna get a second youngling throwing a hissy fit, just because he doesn’t want to be in here?”

“Captain, I doubt that Snow will throw a ‘hissy fit’.” Said Lightlost calmly, while looking from their captain, over to the vent where Phoenix was hiding in. “But he might have some better… insight as to why Phoenix reacts like this whenever he has to come for a check up.”

Lightlost was right. Snow hardly looked bothered with being in here, unlike Phoenix who starts digging his fingers into the doorframe the second Rodimus tries to drag him in for a check up, or anything else that requires a visit to the medics. "Alright." Said the prime as Lightlost, Snow and he left the medibay to discuss the situation, while Megatro, First Aid and Convoy stayed behind to make sure Phoenix wouldn’t try to escape. With Convoy attempting to maybe get the youngling out by himself. “So… shoot, what am I doing wrong?”

Snow looked a little bit unsure at Rodimus, before averting his optics from him to Lightlost. Who smiled at the youngling reassuringly and placed their servo on his shoulder. “It’s okay. I doubt Rodimus is going to be mad at you, for telling him anything. If that’s what you’re worried about.”

“Y-yea… that’s a little bit what I was worried about.” Muttered Snow, which got him a small offended noise from the prime, that was too funny not to chuckle at. But hey, it seemed to help the blue and white youngling relax, because he took a deep inhale and started to tell them his thoughts on why he thought Phoenix was acting the way he does. “You’ll have to keep in mind that I’m not… well… We aren’t 100% the same mech. For example, he told me that he gets very uncomfortable around corpses, while I have gotten pretty used to them.”

That statement alone earned Snow a concerned look from Lightlost and a rather weirded out one from Rodimus. Causing the youngling to let out a small, nervous, chuckle while scratching the back of his neck. “Wait, hold up, you’re used to corpses? I mean, yea, Convoy told us about what happened in your universe, but… he kind of didn’t mention that.” Said Rodimus, as he put a servo on his hip and cocked his head to the side.

“Oh, he didn’t? I guess it’s not really that important then. But if you want to know, I just used to move the crew around and make them look like they were still alive. You know? Prop them up, make sure their guts wouldn’t spill out and over all repair them to make sure they were as live-like as possible. Granted, my work wasn’t all that impressive, but… Lightlost seemed to like it…” Snow grew quiet with each sentence, until he was silently staring at his servos, before clenching them and shaking his head. Not now. He can unpack that when he’s back in his own universe.

“E-either way. Phoenix hates the medibay, because of what his crew did. His old crew, not this one. He really likes you, all of you, minus Getaway. He once even told me that getting abandoned in space was the best thing that could happen to him, because he met all of you.” Snow gestured around. “I… can’t really understand that sentiment, because I got abandoned on a ship that… yea… messed me up? I mean, I know that I’m messed up. No normal mech would get used to the stuff I got used to and… well… At least I got two brothers out of it, two very nice guardians, my kinda dad and a punch of cool uncles. Like, did you know that Tesarus is really good at cracking jokes? OH! And he’s amazing with the crane game. He got me my shark plush! OH! OH! And Tarn is so cool, like a noble knight in shining armor, kinda like that one Thunderclash guy you’re always complaining about but I bet you secretly like him. Because, no-one would complain so much about someone if they didn’t like them. Roddy always complains about that one big flier he’s seeing, but I know he really really likes him! And Pharma is the best medic I have ever met! He’s given me so many tips on medical work while I was still recovering and… and…”

Rodimus had to place both of his servos onto Snow’s shoulders in order to stop his ramblings, because if he didn’t, they would have probably stayed in front of the medical bay for quite some time. That, and anyone passing by would have probably raised their optics rigs at the youngling for talking so… positive… about the DJD. It sure enough would blow Snow’s and Convoy’s covers. And Rodimus didn’t want to hear about his counterparts love live either. “Okay, Snow, listen. What you’re saying sounds nice and all, really, you can later tell me all about how nice those mechs are, but right now, we got some other things to worry about.”

Snow let out a small, sheepish chuckle and nodded his head. “A-ah… yea… Phoenix’s hate towards medical bays. Got you. So… ehm… I’m sure you remember what I told you about the scar, right? You know? The one on my back? Near the important cable?”

“Yes?” Rodimus was unsure where Snow was going with this question, until he remembered what the youngling told him when he and Convoy were still new to this version of the Lost Light. And then it dawned on him. Phoenix wasn’t throwing a hissy fit because he didn’t want to go to a check-up, he was throwing one, because he was terrified First Aid would do something similar as the medics from his old crew. Phoenix was scared of being hurt by those who have sworn to help everyone. And with one final look at Snow and Lightlost, the prime quickly turned around and rushed back into the medibay. Pushing his doppelgänger away from the vent, much to Convoy’s protest, and crouched down.

And Rodimus put on a smile, as he started to softly talk with his brother. Using the same calming tone that oftentimes came to use, whenever Phoenix came to him after a nightmare. Or when the youngling was feeling like the world was crashing down on him. A feeling, Rodimus knew all too well. “Phoenix, it’s me, Rodimus…. I’m sorry for dragging you in here. I just… I’m worried about you. Snow told me about…” Rodimus cut himself off for a moment, before looking back and motioning everyone to go out. Which was met with protest, but considering no-one was using the medical bay at the moment, everyone complied. With First Aid and Ambulon deciding that this was the best moment for a break and going to get themselves some Energon, while Megatron went back to Ultra Magnus. They still had to discuss that one story where a beautiful maiden fell in love with an ugly beast. And Convoy, having nothing better to do, joined Lightlost and Snow in front of the medibay. Throwing the cartographer a pointed look, before grabbing his brother's arm and pulling him along.

Convoy stopped halfway though, looking from his brother to Lightlost, before smirking. “Are you coming?” And his smirk somewhat grew, as he saw Lightlost look around before pointing at themself.

“Are you… Are you talking with me?” Asked the cartographer, which was met with a snarky repetition of their words from Convoy, before the darker prime decided to give them an answer. “Who else? Snow has skipped breakfast again, and I don’t want him to skip lunch too. So, we’re heading to our ship. Do you want to come too?”

“Of course!” Convoy felt annoyed at how delighted Lightlost sounded just from his invitation, but Snow looked happy about the prospect of having his “new friend” join them for lunch. So, Convoy resigned himself to that and waited for the disguised Titan to catch up with them, before they continued their walk towards the hangar.

The walk was surprisingly a nice one. While it still felt like the ship was watching his every move, it didn’t feel like something was going to snatch him, or Snow, up at any moment. Convoy was glad for that. Knowing that this Lost Light was safe enough to walk around in gave his overworked mind some form of comfort and allowed him to relax at least a little bit. He was still vary of everyone on here though, working as a bounty hunter and having been on the run for a long time does that to one, but at least it's bearable now. The only true distrust he still has is directed towards a handful of the crew. Lightlost still included.

“Alright…” Convoy broke the small, comfortable, silence after they made it to their small ship and he opened the door. “I was thinking about making my famous stew. We should still have the ingredients for that…” Muttered the prime as he started to rummage through the kitchen, while Snow looked up at Lightlost with a smile. Asking if they wanted some Energon, or maybe try some of his newest take on Energon Jelly Cubes. Although, even after Lightlost said no to both offers, they still found themself being pushed towards the dinette and seated, before a small bowl with the sweets was placed in front of them. With Snow looking excitedly at the cartographer.

“I would try at least one.” Said Convoy as he heaved a cooking pot onto the stove. Fixing Lightlost with another one of his pointed looks, before his optics turned slightly soft as he looked over at Snow. “He’s not going to let you off the hook that easily. And if he has to, he’s gonna shove that treat into your mouth, after making you scream by hitting you harder than any Decepticon ever could.”

“I doubt that-” Lightlost started, but got cut off by Snow.

“It was an accident!” Exclaimed the youngling, before looking over at his brother with a pout. “And I didn’t hit you that hard… Also, you said that you liked the cake!”

“Well, maybe I only said that, because I was scared that you would hit me again.” Came the reply from the prime, and it would have stayed by that, if Snow didn’t find his brother’s smirk annoying and started throwing Energon Jelly Cubes at him. Which the prime caught and ate, before getting tackled by the youngling. And despite landing on the floor in a heap of arms and legs, and throwing very light punches that hardly hurt anyone, both brothers were quick to start laughing as if nothing happened. With Snow smiling brightly and Convoy, for once, sporting a genuine smile. However, his expression soon enough turned stoney again, after remembering that they had a “guest”.

And with a grumble, Convoy got back up and started preparing lunch. With Snow’s help, of course, because the prime couldn’t really stop his brother from getting everything else out and start with one part of the recipe, while he prepared the other. Although, while they were making lunch, both of them kind of forgot about Lightlost. Talking and joking with each other, just like they would usually do, but Lightlost didn’t mind. On the contrary, they found watching the two brothers’ interactions with each other interesting and fun at the same time.

They were, after all, quite similar to their captain and youngling. While, yes, Phoenix was a lot more open and, dare they say, rambunctious and Snow seemed more on the calmer side, there were still things they shared. The obvious thing would be their crew. Both of them did not have an easy start, and it made Lightlost’s spark ache thinking about how anyone could treat such young sparks with as much hate as Phoenix’s and Snow’s old crews did. But then there were also the smaller similarities. The ones they got to see when they were visiting the amusement park. Like, the way both younglings would get excited over the same thing, or how they didn’t understand sarcasm at times. And then there was the talking.

If given the chance, both Phoenix and Snow could ramble on about Primus and the world. Oftentimes changing the topic halfway through a sentence, because they just thought about something completely different. And considering how Phoenix oftentimes would say nothing or stop talking to anyone after a short while, when he was still new on board, Lightlost couldn’t stop the small swell of pride in their spark from growing. Their youngling sure has grown in the time spent here, turning from a distrusting and scared youngling into one who walked through their halls confidently. And one who sometimes painted on their walls, even though Ultra Magnus has told him to stop on multiple occasions.

Although, thinking about their Phoenix’s growth made them wonder how Snow’s was. Lightlost knew what their counterpart did. Convoy has told them everything the second he got the chance to, and didn’t spare them any of the gritty details. Not even after Rodimus asked him to stop. So, how much work went into Snow’s recovery, before he too could grow more confident and less scared? It must have been long, or maybe, he was still healing. If their evening conversations were any indication.

Lightlost did catch Snow sometimes when he was wandering the halls at night. And they would offer their company to the youngling. Sitting with him in silence, or talking until the young spark would start to drift off again. When that happened, Lightlost would usually carry Snow back to his room, before leaving. Although, sometimes, Snow would look for them after a nightmare. Especially one that included their counterpart, because he needed the confirmation that this wasn’t them. That their counterpart didn’t come back and that they weren’t just a hallucination conjured up by Snow’s mind. On those nights, Lightlost would often find themself sitting in Snow’s room and doing the same routine as if they had found him wandering. Only with the twist that they would hold the trembling youngling in their arms and sooth his aching spark by softly singing to him.

Those nights were also the only ones where they found themself disliking their counterpart more than one would think.

“Are you okay Light?” Lightlost was pulled out of their thoughts by Snow, who was looking at them worriedly. “You… looked far away. Shanix for your thoughts?” Asked the youngling, as he placed a bowl of stew and a spoon in front of them. And Lightlost simply shook their head before smiling. “I was just… thinking about some things. Don’t worry too much about it Snow.” They said and watched Snow nod, before sitting down on the other side. And together, they started to eat. With Convoy joining them, after he made sure that the stove was turned off.

And like that, lunch went on smoothly. With small conversations then and there, until Convoy mentioned that one time he and Snow went on a small fishing trip. Then it turned from small talk to story time real fast, and Lightlost could have sworn that the darker prime was glaring less at them the more they talked.

Maybe he was warming up to them after all.

#sentient sg/lost light au #sentient lost light au #sentient lost light #sg/phoenix #reg/phoenix #rodimus #sg/rodimus #megatron #transformers #transformers ocs #yea; I like to think that snow sometimes just starts talking and doesn't realize that what he says can be concerning #same goes for phoenix #spin off #also #yea #snow and phoenix are out here gossiping about if rodimus likes thunderclash or not #also; I wonder who the big flier sg!rodimus is seeing could be

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yandere-sins · 2 years

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gosh, makes what you want- why'd you start this blog ? because u like write, right ? so, avoid the comments like this and makes what's make u happy qskdqj. (sry if i've made mistakes, english isn't my first language, but, when i see this post i couldn't just stand here like "yeah, people are capricious towards a person who's overwhelmed- )

Hey! Thanks for reaching out. I, of course, do what I want and won't let others get me down, but I think sometimes it's very healthy and therapeutic to let others know what's going on and maybe those anons see the post and won't send in more of those asks (:

I don't post all of the hate I get but I do want to complain sometimes, and it's hard to just 'avoid' those asks when I receive them regardless of if I want them or not lol. I am also not overwhelmed, it's more annoyance than anything xD

So, while you have good intentions, I hope you understand I'll post about what I want on my blog, and if I feel like complaining I will. But I will indeed continue to do what makes me happy, so no worries ^^

I mean, I know you mean well, but it's probably hard to say it's okay from your perspective since it's not your God? ^^'

I don't mind people getting offended about my writing, really not. Yandere is a topic that is supposed to rouse tempers. It's just about how people react to it. Everyone is entitled to their opinion and as you say, if they wanted to and enjoy that type of content, they could imagine it as a different universe version of their gods, or ignore the connection to real life entities entirely. Or even just not read this specific piece, I mean, it was clearly labled lol.

However, religion is a touchy subject for most (even if I never had a pagan call me out, usually it's more... well... christians xD) but they choose to confront me about something they could have just blocked out and moved on from. If they were secure in themselves and their beliefs (and maybe more mature and less bored, you never know) they wouldn't have felt attacked by my writing and seeing something they deem disrespectful towards their deities. It would have only solidified and strengthened their own respect for the gods and made them move on with their head held high.

At least, my opinion.

But thanks for your encouragement! Sending kisses to all my religious followers and those that aren't, I really don't care what you believe in as long as it makes you a better and tolerant person to everyone around you ♥

Aww, you don't need to be shy, you are very appreciated! Thanks for reading my writing, I really like the series too, even though it wasn't supposed to go on for so long lol. But it'll probably finish this sintember, so please look forward to the rest of it!

Hahaha, thank you so much! I am glad so many people really liked those scenarios even though they are so out there xD Your asks really did make my day better, thank you for reading my stuff and reaching out ♥

And yeah, the auction boss was very hot, I can't lie xD I was just indulging myself but I am glad others indulged as well :P Alec was supposed to stay whiny and submissive throughout, but in the end he slipped back into his role as the one in control for a bit. Doesn't mean he won't be a golden retriever yan though :D Please look forward to more!

Uhi, glad you enjoyed them! It's been a hot minute since I wrote for Felix, but he was one of my favorites as well ♥ Very yum indeed!

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In which I decided to write the ending of this fic until it was done... 4k words later. XD Enjoy. <3

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False landed on the outskirts of the Ancient Capital. She really didn't want to have to go and confront Pix again, but this wouldn't be over unless she did something about it. She didn't see him anywhere, though he was online somewhere. Maybe down in the catacombs? Maybe.

Maybe she should call for back-up. That might also be a good idea. Perhaps a better idea. But there was really only Impulse, and he was busy working in the nether last time she checked in with him. Scar and Cub were too far away to help right now. Well, she didn't know they were too far away, but she had trusted them to the nether search, and maybe an amnesiac and Scar were perhaps not the best pair to send on that particular expedition. Truth is, though, she wasn't sure she trusted them with this task either. She didn't want to risk either of them being infected again.

She sighed. Seems it was up to her to fix this problem. Pix had warned her to stay away last time, and she was very definitely ignoring that warning. Perhaps that was unwise. Still, no time to back out now, right? The skulk couldn't be allowed to continue infesting him, and if no one else was going to take up the fight, then it was going to have to be her, as usual. Cleaning up everyone else's mess. That seemed about right.

She slowly made her way into the city, trying to think of places where Pix might be, assuming he was here, of course. She didn't know for sure that he was here, but something told her that he was. The place was quiet, apart from the shuffling and kicking and sharp chirps of the dodos. It felt… eerie. Like the air knew something bad was about to go down. False didn't like that feeling either. Perhaps she was unwittingly walking into a trap. If she was, at least she could fight her way out of it. Scar and Cub wouldn't stand a chance.

Well, best start somewhere then. If she was going to get this far in, she might as well do this properly. She flew over to the catacombs and entered, heading down the stairs into their depths. Maybe he wasn't here either, but she had to check, just to be sure.

"Hey guys! Just a quick question before I head over, do either of you have any enderpearls?" Impulse said, getting them both in a call.

"I know I don't," Scar said.

"I know Joe donated a whole bunch to your base, Cub, but I don't know if you have any on you," Impulse said.

"Honestly, I haven't really looked through what I've got on me but maybe, maybe. We'll see." Cub got out his enderchest and set it down to look through his items. "Why did he give me all those enderpearls then? I don't remember that happening."

"I believe it was because you and Cleo burnt his totems. So he rerouted the trash to your base and now you have all the enderpearls. So yeah, have fun with that," Impulse said.

"Yeah, that seems fair," Cub said. He'd looked in a few shulkers and had found no pearls. "Not looking promising though. I have some prismarine blocks for some reason though in case you need those."

Impulse laughed. "Nah, I'm good. In that case, I'll bring the bedrock-breaking kit. You'll need to dig up to bedrock so you can help me find the best place to break it, yeah? I'll be maybe ten minutes. Three thousand blocks in the nether is a long way out for sure. How did you even manage that?"

"You know how easy it is to get lost down here! You take one wrong turn in unfamiliar territory and suddenly you're a thousand blocks from where you thought you were and can't remember how to get back!" Scar protested.

"He took me through the wrong portal. He wanted to show me the froglight farm but yeah. Now we're here," Cub said.

"Oh, of course! Anyway, hang tight, I won't be long, alright?" Impulse said.

"We'll dig up and meet you there, alright?" Cub said.

"Carve out a hole when you reach bedrock, there will be explosions!" Impulse said. "Make it Scar-safe, Cub! I don't want either of you losing your stuff this far out."

"On it, Impulse. Thanks again, I'm not sure I'd have been able to get us back. I'm… navigating is difficult at the best of times, let alone off the back of such a large blackout, yeah? So I'm glad you're here because I'm not sure Scar could have rescued us either."

"It's no problem, I was working in the nether anyway. I'll be over in a bit, yeah? Seeya soon," Impulse said and left the call.

"Well, Scar, I guess we're digging up," Cub said as he picked up his enderchest.

"I guess we are! Thank the Vex for Impulse!" Scar said as he started digging upwards.

False found no one in the catacombs. What she did find, however, was a very nondescript hole in the ground leading to a staircase that she almost didn't see because it was so covered with skulk that the stone beneath wasn't easily visible. Maybe- maybe she should go down there. That seemed like a better lead. She got out her communicator.

scar, cub, maybe get to pix's base as soon as you can? not sure if this will be dangerous, not sure he's even here, but you know, just in case?, False sent to Scar and Cub. If she was going to go down and confront him, she wanted them to be not far behind her, ready to unleash the hoards of Vex should she be infested or otherwise incapacitated.

She took a moment to steady her breath and drew her sword. "Alright, here goes nothing."

She headed down the staircase, carved out of the rock. The smell of skulk slowly got stronger, though whether this was a sign of his presence or not, she didn't know. But there was definitely skulk down there at any rate.

The staircase stopped, opening out into a large cave. In front of her was a great skulk covered … thing? There was a spawner there, she could see that now. Maybe this was for making skulk? Maybe. She dared get a little closer to the edge and looked down to see … wait, was that Pix sitting in the middle of all that skulk? It was hard to tell, there was simply skulk everywhere.

Dare she go down? That seemed… unwise. But then two blue-green bright eyes stared straight into her from down below, and she froze. Pix was definitely here, and he knew she was here too. And then the figure vanished, and before False could run, Pix had appeared through the skulk on the wall close by, veins shooting out to wrap around her.

"I thought I told you to stay away, vex," Pix hissed as he pulled her close.

"Er, yes, yes you did, you definitely said that," False said, trying not to show her fear.

"And yet, you ignored my warnings. Well, then. I can't be held responsible for what happens to you now. You should've stayed away. But perhaps that guilty conscience got the better of you. After all, why exactly are there two of you? Do you happen to know? Not everyone knows, but I know. I've seen into your mind. I've seen the secrets you're keeping from the other one, and from your friends. You wouldn't want me to tell, would you?" Pix said.

False froze. He couldn't possibly know. Could he? "I-I don't know what you're talking about."

"It's just you in different outfits, is that it? Like Gem and her LARPing? Yeah, that's definitely just it. Only there aren't two Gems here, are there? But there are two Falses. So, tell me, which one's the real one? You? Or the one who's memories you wiped and want to keep as far away from the Hermits as possible?" Pix said.

The veins squeezed tighter around False, and her sword dropped to the ground, the muscles in her hand cramping in such a way that she let go without warning. How did he even know all of this? There's no way he could know all of this. Right?

"There's only one False, I swear. I-It might just be someone who looks like me, right? That has to be it. A cosplayer, maybe. Maybe that's it," False said, struggling to find a more convincing argument without giving away how correct he was.

Pix laughed. A vein moved up her face and False could feel it trying to get inside her brain. "Now, I wonder what would happen if spilled all your dirty little secrets, hmm? I wonder if your friends would still be your friends if they knew what you'd done. Because that's the thing about skulk. It gets inside your brain. And the Vex don't care about you nearly as much as they care about those other two. Who'd miss you if the skulk claimed you as well? No one. Your dark heart is just what the skulk like best. It's rotten already."

Every word he spoke simply evoked more terror into False until she couldn't move, couldn't speak, could only stare into Pix's horrid glowing eyes as veins spread out through her hair, sinking painlessly into her brain. Pix's eyes were the last thing she remembered.

It hadn't taken that long to dig up to bedrock and clear a space. They'd had a lucky run and had managed to find only one spot of lava to get around, and now they had a nice little cavern carved out. Cub had already identified a couple of potential blocks Impulse could use. He hadn't forgotten everything, to be fair.

"Hey, hey! How are my lost little lambs?" Impulse said as he called them again. "I'm about a thousand blocks away. Are you up by the roof yet?"

"Yeah, we're ready. Got a couple of spots you can use. Want me to send the coords?" Cub said.

"Yeah, please do. It'll make the set-up faster if we don't have to do that once I arrive," Impulse said.

"Yeah, False has asked us to meet her somewhere as soon as we can, so anything that speeds up the process, you know?" Cub said. He got his communicator out and sent Impulse the coordinates he'd found. "Check your messages. I've sent the coords over."

"Thanks, man. I'll call again when I'm over there," Impulse said and left the call.

"We're pretending we don't know what False wants us for, right? If he asks?" Scar said.

"Yeah, of course. I got a feeling she's in big trouble though. The Vex are screaming again. We might need to deal with this on our own," Cub said.

"Oh, no, surely Impulse would help if we asked!" Scar said.

"Too difficult. Let's just keep it simple. The fewer involved, the better," Cub said. "We don't know for sure that she's been taken, but we need to prepare for that."

"Right, of course. We're going to need to be in Vex forms, aren't we?" Scar said.

"I think so, yeah. We may need to taunt them to bring them out, then attack. Focus on curing, not killing. Killing doesn't work, it just spreads the skulk. So we want to avoid that," Cub said.

"Right, right, of course. I didn't think of that. But the potions will be enough, right?" Scar said. "On the swords?"

"Should be, yeah. Of course, we don't know if there will be any other effects on a non-Vex like Pix, but we should be able to get rid of the skulk. False should be fine, though. But yeah, we should hurry over there as soon as we're out," Cub said.

Impulse was with them soon after, and before long, Scar and Cub were climbing up onto the roof as Impulse packed away his redstone.

"So where's the way back?" Cub said, looking around.

"Oh, I'll take you, don't worry. You kinda ended up pretty much east in a straight line, weirdly enough! So it won't take us long to get back," Impulse said.

"Oh, of course. That'd be right. Thanks again, Impulse. I don't know what we'd have done if you hadn't been around," Scar said.

"Oh, you could have just flown back towards zero-zero, but I get it, especially if False is asking for you. Come on, this way," Impulse said.

Cub and Scar took their Vex forms once they hit the overworld and had said goodbye to Impulse. Travel would be significantly faster, and they could collect the Vex who had been preparing to fight off the skulk. Vexspace was chaotic again, though. It seemed False had been ripped away from Vexspace and they'd lost contact with her. Definitely not a worry.

They went to Pix's base, where the skulk had spread so much that Pix's builds were almost buried under it. At least it was concentrated around the catacombs and the statue, but it still looked very ugly.

"I think this has gotten worse, far worse. More than we can handle," Cub said.

"Maybe, maybe. But we can't just run away. We're the ones who can actually fix this. We can't let the skulk keep possessing our friends like this. It was hard enough with you, I don't want this to happen to anyone else, alright? We go in. We fix this," Scar said. "I promised I would burn all the skulk in this land for what they did to you, and I meant that. This ends today. We take them all down."

"Then I guess we'd better go find them then, hadn't we?" Cub said.

The Vex flew, phasing through the land as they sought out Pix and False. They quickly found them underground by the skulk machine. Cub held them back. He didn't want to risk Vex lives if he didn't have to. But it did confirm that False had also been corrupted. They sat down in the skulk, watching the spiders from the spawner above them fall and die, spreading skulk all over the stone below them.

"They can travel through the skulk. Their bodies may be difficult to hit. But I don't know if seeding the skulk with the potions would also work," Scar said. "I know they can do that, because I saw you do it, Cub, before you were cured. Their bodies are like the Vex, impermanent faces of the skulk itself. How do you fight something like that?"

"Hmm. Tricky. Maybe we try both? Some distract Pix and False and get them stabbed, while others seed the skulk itself? Do you want to lead the charge, Scar? Hotguy those pesky skulk into oblivion? I can watch from here and see if the potions work on the skulk down here. Maybe it will if there are bodies attached," Cub said. "And if it doesn't, we'll be backup."

"Sounds good to me. Alright, half the Vex, come with me! We're moving in!" Scar said.

Cub watched them peel away, hoping they would be successful. Two would be far more difficult to deal with than one, but maybe they could succeed if they attacked from both sides, through their bodies, and through the skulk. They could move faster than the skulk could, able to teleport instantaneously elsewhere in the world. Dropping their nametags would transport them back to Vexspace. That was the plan to save as many Vex as possible.

Cub looked down, distracted by shouting. Pix and False were definitely distracted, though it was hard to see what was going on. The impressions Cub was getting from the other Vex were veins being used as lassoos, or as whips, attempting to grab the Vex out of the air and kill them, but the Vex were tricky, and had no physical body, so the veins just didn't work at all.

Cub got his potions out, and uncorked a couple of bottles. "Now, maybe we'll all want to stab the skulk with our swords too, but I'm going to pour it on. If anyone wants to take another couple of bottles and get closer to the skulk down there, that may work too. Splash them onto the skulk, that should work. I hope."

A few Vex came forward and took some bottles, emboldened by their fellow Vex being untouchable. Cub gave out as many as he had, and then started pouring the potion onto the skulk, hoping it might make it retreat, or die, or, well. Something.

Scar swooped down to slice at False, managing to hit her arm this time. She cried out and tried to hit him back, but he was too fast. They were slowing down as the potions kicked in. That much seemed clear.

"Got you, Falsie! The skulk won't take you this time!" Scar cried as he flew around and went in for another attack.

"You couldn't kill me last time, what makes you think you will now?" False spat, eyes angry as she shifted around him.

"Oh, I've brought all my friends with me this time. You'll have to try harder than that," Scar said, dodging another attack as False's sword barely missed his ribcage.

A flurry of Vex collided into her, and she cried out, clearly in pain. "No! What have you done to me? Stop the burning!"

"The skulk must die, False. All of it must die," Scar said.

Scar wheeled around and went after Pix, catching him off-guard as he sunk his blade into his shoulder. Pix nearly got him as he turned and swiped at him instinctively, but Scar was out of the way before Pix could react.

"The skulk will die! All skulk will die!" Scar cried as he flew up to the spawner and broke it, denying the skulk below any further fuel.

The skulk hadn't really retreated much from the potions thrown onto it, which Cub wasn't surprised about. Instead, he got out his hoe, the one thing he knew would work to clear up the skulk, and got to work, sending the rest of the Vex to go help Scar.

If the skulk wanted to spread so badly, clearly the antidote was to remove it and stop it spreading. He'd seen Scar remove the spawner, and he clearly wanted to destroy whatever contraption this was. Cub was fine with that. He worked fast, pushing the skulk ever lower, ever smaller, as he shrunk the space the skulk took up.

Scar seemed to be holding his own, too, though there had been some struggle at first to figure out how to fight them when they kept disappearing into the skulk. Apparently annoying them into a fight was the solution to that particular problem, and then it became easy. Well, easier. They would still need to watch them, and keep throwing potions at them until the skulk was clear. Getting them away from here would also be a benefit. They didn't want to risk the skulk spreading to them again.

"Oh! Remove the skulk! Good idea, Cubby!" Scar said as he checked in with him. Pix and False were still struggling, but the skulk seemed to be weakening. He grabbed his hoe out and started clearing the area, tasking the Vex with keeping the potions up until it seemed safe.

"If you think the skulk will forgive this, you are wrong. We have been here from the very beginning, and we will be here at the very end of time. Our memories are long. The Vex will pay for this!" Pix said as he lunged at Scar.

"Oh, oh no! Not this time!" Scar said as he flew out of the way. "The skulk will not live! Give me our friends back!"

Pix seemed to stiffen, his body stilling, as the skulk seemed to retreat. "Enjoy what's left, then, pathetic little vex."

Pix collapsed then, and Scar was at his side, catching him before he hit the ground. He picked him up in his arms and got him as far from the skulk as possible. "Cub! Help!"

Cub was by his side immediately and took Pix in his arms as Scar handed him over.

"Take him somewhere with no skulk. I'll go get False," Scar said.

"On it. We'll head back to the mansion, quarantine them there," Cub said.

Cub flew off, and Scar went back to see False staggering towards him, arms outstretched, reaching for him.

"Oh, False! You looking for me? Try catch the HoTGuY now!" Scar said as he loosed a few more potion-tipped arrows into her.

"You'll pay for this, Scar! I'll have your head as a trophy for this insult!" False said as she tried to grab him.

Scar circled around, taking a moment to remove some more skulk, before he turned to find her on her hands and knees, eyes looking big and afraid and finally free from skulk.

"False? You okay?" Scar said, keeping another arrow locked on her just in case.

"S-Scar? I-I don't-" Her voice was cut off, and skulk veins seemed to come after her, grasping her ankle. She looked behind her, trying to pull away. "Oh, god, what's going on? Scar? What's this?"

Scar flew down and cut the veins loose. "Get back! She's ours! Try it again and I'll burn this whole place to the ground!"

He pulled False into his arms and flew away from the skulk. "It's okay, False, I've got you. You're safe with the Vex now."

"Vex? Am I a Vex?" False said, exhaustion filling her voice.

Scar didn't cry, not yet anyway. "You're the best Vex I've ever known, False, I promise. Now, let's get you out of here."

Pix and False had been placed in the same room Cub had recovered in once they got back to the mansion. The priests were tending to them to ensure the skulk had completely left them. Scar and Cub were at least together now, pacing near the room, anxiously waiting to hear how they were.

"I hope they haven't forgotten as much as you have, Cub. I'm not sure I'd forgive myself if that happened," Scar said.

"It's not your fault. None of this is your fault. You didn't erase my memories, the skulk did," Cub said.

"But-but I should have noticed! I should have been with you! Not messing about in Trouble Town! As soon as I felt you leave Vexspace, I should have been with you," Scar said.

"Honestly, Scar, please, stop blaming yourself. It's not going to solve anything, alright? Just be glad we stopped the skulk. And you destroyed that machine, right? So hopefully there's no more skulk spreading anywhere," Cub said.

"Oh, I destroyed it alright. I burnt all the skulk from Pix's empire and restored it with Joe as best I could. That machine is dead. Gone. Buried. We tore it all apart, and burnt everything. Hopefully that's all we need to do," Scar said.

"Yeah, here's hoping the fog doesn't try it again, too. That's where I got corrupted, apparently," Cub said.

"Well, you can't destroy fog! But you can stay away from it. So hopefully this will teach everyone to stay far away from that fog," Scar said.

"I hope so. I don't want anyone else going through this. Come on, I'm starving. Let's go eat. You can tell me more about the things I've missed. Maybe it'll jog my memory after all," Cub said.

Scar brightened. "Yeah! Joe said he was making some kind of rabbit stew too, like a really, really good one! And he made cookies for dessert!"

"Well, I can't say no to that," Cub said.

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Which of your Fics

Aaaaaaand another tag game which I found while binging through the writer tag game tag!

Which fic did you think would get a bigger reaction/audience than it got?

The most recent one - Greet Me With Open Arms cuz it was a requests fic where I asked people to give me dialogue prompts to use in a single fic. But then again, I posted it just yesterday. I'm just really excited about it and wanna know what people (especially those who put their dialogue prompts requests) think of it.

Which fic got a better reaction than you expected?

The Boy In The Cell, quite honestly. Cuz I thought people would ignore it due to how self-indulgent it was, but so many liked it! Thanks, you guys ^^

Which fic is your funniest?

Based on the comments, Phone Alarms. Quite proud of that one ^.^

Is your darkest/angstiest?

Ahh. Either The Boy In The Cell or There’s So Much Hurt (you can already tell by the title XD) These two cuz they cover darker topics like abuse and stuff. But if you count all the fics including the wips, then definitely this one wip i'm working on which is... pretty b a d. I mean, not the plot, the plot and characters and stuff is awesome! But in terms of rating the angst, its like- up there.

Is your absolute favourite?

Ahh. It depends on my mood, really. Sometimes I say My School’s Local Mafia Boss, sometimes Sometimes You Have To Find Your Own Genes, sometimes a couple of my wips (cuz fbhic i love the plots i've created for them like- bhfvifubhu). But right now? I'm saying I Feel More Than A Simple "Miss You" just cuz I put so much care into it, more than any other oneshot I've ever written.

Is your least favourite?

A Day In The Life Of Tim Drake. No hesitation. It's my first fic. Ok- sometimes, i am proud of it. But most times, nah. Cuz I wrote this on a whim bc i didnt like the thought of having an empty ao3 account and i did not think i would be actually writing fanfiction regularly. But here i am!

Which was the easiest to write?

I... don't know? I wouldn't be writing fanfic, or writing at all period. So I'm gonna say all of them.

The hardest?

As i said, I wouldn't be writing at all if it was hard so i'm gonna say non- NO. WAIT. THERE IS TWO.

Murder On The Stalker’s Turf and I Can See You. Cuz these were casefics and i was writing these while trying to get back into the flow of writing after a particularly hard and taxing writer's block.

Which fic has your favourite line/paragraph?

AHHHHHHHHHHHH WHY THIS QUESTION? DFHIUBF I'M SO INDECISIVE

OK. OK. SO I NARROWED IT DOWN TO THREE:

There’s So Much Hurt (both of them)

“You’re my son, Jason,” Bruce carried on. “Do you think that when you brought Tim over and started calling him your little brother, I wouldn’t start mentioning him as my son too?”

Alfred tightened the bandages that had loosened and continued wrapping. At some point, Tim whimpered loudly in pain and squeezed Dick's hand so hard that both their knuckles went white. Jason swept a strand sticking into his baby brother's eye. "I know. I know it hurts, Timbit. I'm sorry." "Jason," the little bird said weakly. "Ouch." Jason smiled smally. "Yeah, bud. Major ouch."

Let Them Be Siblings

Steph blinked twice again. Then she rubbed her eyes tiredly and muttered, "Lord, please bless me some fucks to deal with this bullshit."

which fic have you re-read the most?

My School’s Local Mafia Boss No hesitation. One, to refer back to it while writing the series. Two, cuz I write fics for me first and foremost and so i very much love this fic and reread it quite a lot. Three, i cant believe how much attention its getting! why- ohh that's why, yep. And four, I'm feeling nostalgic and I want to visit the place where I made most of my current friends.

Which one would i recommend to someone reading your work for the first time?

Phone Alarms ig? Cuz it's really chill and cracky and I'm really proud of it. But if we're including wips, then I would rec the Bruce Wayne Writes Fanfic AU first XD

the one you’re most proud of?

Isn't this sort of similar to the favorite one? At least it is to me. Still keeping this question if other people wanna do this question.

No pressure tags: @uncertainwallflower @sardonic-sprite @tristicorde @wakkoroni @blightwritesfic @pevensiechase @ah0yh0y @foursixtwonineoh-pieces-of-lego + anyone else who wants to join

#quotidian convos #writer tag game #which of your fics tag game #fic recs #dc fic recs

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